"This..." Yun Fusheng was a little embarrassed. After a while, he said with a guilty look, "To be honest, what Mom did was a bit wrong, and... it was indeed a bit unfilial, but... no matter what, it can't be considered disobedience and unfilial piety... it's not that serious."
Wang Xuemei scoffed and said, "What does it matter if you think it's not serious? This matter depends on whether the gods and bodhisattvas think it's serious or not. If the gods and bodhisattvas think it's serious, they might cast a spell to make her suffer a bit, that's also possible."
Wang Xuemei paused slightly as she spoke, and then continued, "If you ask me, maybe your mother secretly cursed your grandparents. Nobody can really say for sure."
Yun Fusheng felt that Wang Xuemei's words were getting more and more outrageous, but he felt inexplicably guilty and couldn't muster the energy to refute her. After thinking for a moment, he said stiffly, "Never mind, let's not talk about this anymore. I'll go and invite the fairy in a while."
"That's more like it." Wang Xuemei nodded in satisfaction, but couldn't help but add, "Then you'd better remember to say it nicely, understand?"
"I know," Yun Fusheng nodded. He didn't see anything wrong with his wife repeating his father's instructions to him.
Wang Xuemei liked him for that; he wasn't overly chauvinistic. Although he was a bit blindly filial, it wasn't a serious issue. As long as she could reason with him, he would listen to her. Compared to most people she knew, this was quite good.
Therefore, Wang Xuemei is quite content.
The couple finished cooking the meal—which was actually just sweet potato porridge with a large portion of sweet potatoes and very little rice, almost countable by the grains. In addition, Wang Xuemei also chopped a small bowl of pickled vegetables.
Salty and crunchy pickled vegetables, eaten with sweet potato porridge, are a great way to cleanse your stomach occasionally.
But if you eat like this almost every day, it can become quite grueling.
Especially for Yun Wansheng, who loves good food.
His eyes... almost didn't even land on the small bowl of steamed eggs in front of Wang Shufen.
Habits become second nature. Wang Shufen was used to giving Yun Wansheng any good food or nutritious food she had. Seeing him staring at the steamed egg in front of her, she subconsciously said, "Then why don't you let Wansheng eat this egg? Wansheng has been in poor health since he was a child..."
"No need, Mom, you eat. I'll just have some sweet potato." Yun Wansheng pretended to refuse for a moment, then happily prepared to take the bowl that Wang Shufen handed over.
To everyone's surprise, Yun Youtian stopped the bowl with a dark expression.
"Eat yours. Doesn't he eat enough steamed eggs? Don't always think about his poor health. Even if he's not well, he's perfectly fine right now. You're the one who's sick. Eat by yourself!" Yun Youtian said to Wang Shufang with a dark face.
“But…” Looking at her husband’s face, which was as black as soot, and then at her son’s pleading eyes, Wang Shufang was in a dilemma. After thinking for a moment, she said, “How about we give him half? There’s so much, I can’t finish it all by myself.”
Yun Youtian immediately began to scold: "How is one egg too much? I can tolerate you spoiling him all the time, but don't you know what's going on now? You should behave yourself..."
Before he could finish speaking, a strange shout came from outside.
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