The first ray of sunlight in the early morning has already shone into Zhoujia Village.
After Wu Jinfeng got up, she looked at Zhou Chunping, who was sleeping like a dead pig on the bed, and a trace of disgust flashed across her face.
This old guy! He coughed all night last night, leaving her with a sleepless night. Now, at dawn, she was no longer sleepy, but he was sleeping soundly.
Ever since his youngest daughter, Zhou Zhimei, took over his shift, Zhou Chunping has retired and is now at home. Those who work every day suddenly have a lot of free time, with little to do except get some extra sleep. Furthermore, it's winter now, so there's little work in the fields and the production team doesn't have to go out to work, so every household is getting up later.
Zhou Chunping's chronic bronchitis makes his cough less severe after dawn, which is one of the reasons why he is reluctant to get up early in the morning.
Wu Jinfeng and Zhou Chunping have spent most of their lives together. It seems that Wu Jinfeng has the final say, but in fact, in private, Wu Jinfeng still has to listen to Zhou Chunping.
Wu Jinfeng knew Zhou Chunping's personality very well. Zhou Chunping was very concerned about reputation, and as long as others said a few good words, he would take on the task regardless of whether he was able to help or not.
Wu Jinfeng was furious with Zhou Chunping's behavior. If Zhou Chunping hadn't gotten carried away with his actions many years ago, their family would still be living happily in Daxing City.
What Wu Jinfeng was most dissatisfied with was Zhou Chunping's stinginess. Every month, Zhou Chunping would keep his salary in his own pocket and spend it slowly. If Wu Jinfeng didn't ask him for it, he would rather not take out a penny.
Wu Jinfeng glared at Zhou Chunping, who was soundly asleep in bed, and smoothed her messy hair in the mirror. If they hadn't been tied together for so many years, Wu Jinfeng would have fallen out with him long ago just because of Zhou Chunping's finicky nature.
Alas! Half my life has passed in the blink of an eye! Wu Jinfeng sighed softly and walked out of the room. On the kitchen table, two empty white porcelain bowls, two pairs of chopsticks, and a plate of fried pickles were neatly arranged. On the stove, the pot of white porridge was still steaming.
Wu Jinfeng nodded with satisfaction.
Although Wu Jinfeng disliked Zhao Yunxiang, she had to admit in her heart that she was a good worker. She earned a good salary working in the fields and mountains, and even her duties as a servant at home were efficient.
Not to mention Zhao Yunxiang's excellent tailoring skills. Ever since she married into the Zhou family, she had helped sew clothes for more than a dozen people, young and old, for free. If they were taken to a tailor in town, they would charge at least 50 cents for each piece of clothing, and the clothes would not be as well made as Zhao Yunxiang's.
Zhao Yunxiang cooked almost all of Wu Jinfeng and her husband's meals. Ever since Zhao Yunxiang married into the Zhou family, Wu Jinfeng's greatest joy was not having to get up early in the winter. Zhou Chunping was the man of the house, never getting involved in household chores. Before Zhao Yunxiang arrived, Wu Jinfeng would wake up at first light every morning to prepare breakfast. Zhou Chunping's work at the grain management office was in town, a nearly hour's walk away.
After Zhao Yunxiang came into the family, Wu Jinfeng didn't have to worry about getting up early, no matter if it was windy, rainy, or freezing cold. Zhao Yunxiang would go to the main kitchen every morning to prepare breakfast for her and her husband before returning to her own small kitchen to make breakfast for her family. Wu Jinfeng just waited for a good night's sleep to wake up and have something to eat. Finally, she enjoyed the blessing of her mother-in-law.
This morning, Wu Jinfeng thought she would see a cold stove. After all, Xiaojiu had such a big accident yesterday, and Zhao Yunxiang was completely distraught, which made her feel guilty.
Miaomiao is a picky girl. It is not impossible that she would give Xiaojiu a push when she saw her standing by the water.
But... can Xiaojiu compare with Miaomiao? Miaomiao is her own granddaughter, so what is Xiaojiu?
Wu Jinfeng filled a bowl of porridge and sat at the table, calmly eating. The porridge was fragrant, and the pickles were fried just right. A smile appeared at the corners of Wu Jinfeng's drooping mouth.
Zhao Yunxiang was still in the mood to help her make breakfast, so Xiaojiu seemed to be fine.
"Grandma, grandma, I want to eat frangipani too." A red figure jumped in, shouting loudly. It was Zhou Miaomiao who had been hiding in the room all night.
"Oh my! Eat eggs? The chickens at home only lay a few eggs a day. Grandma wants to keep them and exchange them for salt in town. Who is so wasteful as to eat eggs?" Wu Jinfeng's face fell.
Although Zhou Miaomiao is her favorite granddaughter, Wu Jinfeng is a very principled person. When she is in a good mood, giving you things is one thing, but she will never allow anyone to ask her for things.
Besides, in this era of "cutting off the tail", each household can only raise one or two chickens. The one rooster and seven hens of Wu Jinfeng's family are already the shares of the four households after the Zhou family split up.
"Grandma, I want to eat eggs. Why can Zhou Yuanyuan eat the delicious frangipani but I can't?" Zhou Miaomiao was almost angry to death.
When Zhou Yuanyuan was sent back last night, Zhou Miaomiao's family was having dinner. When Gu Dahua heard Zhou Miaomiao proudly say that she pushed Zhou Yuanyuan into the pond, her face changed drastically. She hurriedly finished her meal in a few mouthfuls and pulled Zhou Zhiqiang, Zhou Jiajie and Zhou Miaomiao back to the room.
Zhou Miaomiao was frightened by Gu Dahahua's seriousness. She didn't dare to say anything even though there was still half a bowl of rice left in her bowl.
Not long after, Zhao Yunxiang came knocking on the door. Through the crack in the window, Zhou Yuanyuan saw her third aunt Zhao Yunxiang get angry for the first time. The usually quiet and docile Zhao Yunxiang now looked like a wounded leopard, furious and ferocious.
Zhou Miaomiao was frightened and hid in her room, not daring to make a sound. Zhou Zhiqiang lay asleep in bed, and Gu Dahua covered the mouth of her six-year-old son, Zhou Jiajie, with one hand.
Gu Dahua finally breathed a sigh of relief after watching Wu Jinfeng chase Zhao Yunxiang away. After ordering her son and daughter not to leave their rooms tonight, the family went to bed early.
Zhou Miaomiao woke up hungry early in the morning. If she hadn't been concerned about Zhao Yunxiang, she would have urged Gu Dahua to make her something to eat.
After walking around the room several times with an empty stomach, Zhou Miaomiao finally heard Wu Jinfeng getting up. She waited patiently for Wu Jinfeng to finish packing and leave the room before quietly running to the back window of Zhao Yunxiang's house to look out.
Zhou Miaomiao was scared by her Third Aunt yesterday. She planned that if Zhao Yunxiang was still angry today, she would hide back in her room.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Yunxiang was looking gentle, holding a bowl of frangipani and feeding Zhou Yuanyuan. Even from a distance, Zhou Miaomiao seemed to smell the fragrance of the frangipani, and watching Zhou Yuanyuan eat it mouthful by mouthful with such deliciousness, made her saliva flow out of her mouth.
Frangipani! Throughout the year, only grandpa, dad, and brothers in the family have the chance to eat it once or twice a year. The granddaughters can't even have a bite during the Chinese New Year.
Seeing Zhou Yuanyuan eating so sweetly, Zhou Miaomiao felt both greedy and hateful.
Her uncle and aunt were very kind to Yuanyuan, giving her everything she needed for good food and clothes. Sometimes, she even wished she were their daughter.
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