Yu Qiuying kept her word and only cooked enough rice for two people for dinner.
I stir-fried a plate of cabbage and a plate of stir-fried eggs with chives.
When Zhou Cailian saw the two plates of oily dishes, she felt a pang of heartache and said, "Mom, you put too much oil in these."
"It tastes better with more oil." At this time in her previous life, Yu Qiuying was reluctant to use oil when cooking, and she was also reluctant to eat eggs at home. In addition to saving them to sell for money, she also had to make sure to nourish her youngest daughter.
Looking back now, the one in the family who needed the least support was the youngest daughter. She did nothing but study all day long, like a pampered young lady who had to be waited on hand and foot. And they even fed her eggs? Forget about it.
Today, Yu Qiuying fried six eggs at once, showing no intention of inviting Zhou Caixiang to eat.
Zhou Cailian knew that cooking with more oil would make the food taste better, but her mother had used far too much oil. The oil in just these two dishes was enough to cook several meals. However, her mother was the one in charge of the household, so she couldn't say anything more.
She took a bowl to scoop out some rice, but when she looked, there was only a little rice left in the pot, just enough for the two of them.
"Mom, why did you only cook so little rice? Are you really not letting Caixiang and Jiahong eat?"
“I told you, if they don’t work, they can’t eat. I don’t need to cook for them anymore.”
Unexpectedly, Zhou Jiahong returned from outside just as Yu Qiuying finished speaking.
As soon as he entered the house, his eyes were fixed on the dishes on the dining table. "It smells so good! Mom, you fried eggs again? And you're willing to put in so many eggs."
"Big sister, get me some bowls and chopsticks." He plopped down at the table and immediately started ordering Zhou Cailian around.
Just as Zhou Cailian was about to get up, Yu Qiuying picked up the two plates of food on the table, quickly scooped half of them into her own bowl, and poured the rest into Zhou Cailian's bowl, making the large bowl overflow.
Zhou Jiahong was dumbfounded. "Mom, what are you doing? I still want to eat!"
"What are you eating for? You do nothing all day but loaf around outside. Starting today, if you don't do housework, you don't get to eat! Also, from now on, you have to wash your own clothes and fetch your own bathwater. Your older sister and I don't serve good-for-nothings!" Yu Qiuying felt both pain and hatred when she thought about how her youngest son had made a mistake and been eaten peanuts at a young age in her previous life. She hated him for being useless and not learning good things at such a young age, and she also hated herself for not disciplining him properly and letting him go down the wrong path.
Although she didn't want to take care of any more children in this life, she couldn't just stand by and watch her youngest son repeat the same mistakes. After all, he was her own flesh and blood. He was still a minor, and as his mother, she had the obligation and responsibility to discipline him properly, at least to prevent him from going down the wrong path like he did in her previous life.
Zhou Jiahong had no idea what Yu Qiuying was thinking. Seeing that she didn't seem to be joking at all, he was immediately baffled. "No, Mom, I haven't done anything to you these past few days, have I? How could you do this? Are you trying to starve me to death?"
"If you don't want to go hungry, then work. Starting tomorrow, you must fetch two buckets of water every morning." Yu Qiuying had already put all the rice, flour, cooking oil, eggs, pastries, biscuits, and other food into her spatial storage. This little brat is smarter than a mouse; no matter where she hides any food in the house, he can always find it.
She was determined to cure his laziness and had to prevent him from stealing food. She didn't believe that if he went hungry for a few meals, he would still behave himself.
"No, I'm so young, how can you expect me to carry water? I can't possibly carry that much!" Zhou Jiahong protested indignantly.
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