Qin Hanshu quietly asked Cao Jing: "She doesn't have any grudge against you?"

Cao Jing understood what Qin Hanshu meant, shook her head, and whispered:

"She was very wary of me at first and didn't want to talk to me much, but after a few days of hard work, she softened and got along well with me again."

Qin Hanshu: “…”

Cao Jing smiled and said, "She is just such a simple person. She has suffered a lot and also gained some benefits. I can only say... everything has two sides."

"Wow, you have so many flowers planted on your balcony!" Rumei exclaimed, "So beautiful! Where did you buy these flowers from?"

Qin Hanshu walked over and said, "I bought it on the black market, but it's too late now, the black market may have dispersed. If you want it, come to me on the 15th, and I can take you there."

"I want it!" Rumei paused, looking a little timid, and said, "Black market? Is it dangerous? What if I get caught?"

Qin Hanshu smiled and said, "No, there are a lot of people on the black market. Even if something happens, the first people to be arrested will definitely be the ones selling things. We just need to run faster."

Rumei thought about it seriously and said, "I can run pretty fast. I'll come find you then, okay?"

Qin Hanshu thought about it and decided that he should be able to take a day off that day, so he nodded in agreement.

If there is one bad thing about my current job, it is that we haven’t implemented a two-day weekend system yet, and I can only take one day off a week.

After the chicken soup was cooked, Qin Hanshu sent a bowl upstairs and downstairs. Previously, Fan Hongxia and Liu Ercui had also sent her any good things they made at home.

Liu Ercui didn't have a problem with her appetite when she was pregnant. Instead, she wanted to eat everything and would start drooling at the smell of chicken soup.

Qin Hanshu said, "I'll serve you another bowl."

“No, no, no!” Liu Ercui hurriedly stopped him, “That’s enough! Really!”

She is greedy, but she also knows etiquette. How can she be so insatiable as to stare at other people's pots?

"Thank you so much. Thanks to Aunt Qin, my baby girl is drinking chicken soup even though she hasn't been born yet."

Qin Hanshu's stewed chicken, which was not a festival, was something Liu Ercui had seen before.

An old hen costs seven or eight yuan. A pot of stewed chicken will only be eaten by the whole family in two days at most. The cost is so high.

She thinks her life is not bad now, as she can eat some pork fat every now and then, but there are always people better than her.

Captain Zhou is an official of the same rank as her husband, and his salary is the same, but I heard that his family is well off and he doesn't need help, and he hasn't had a child yet, and Xiao Qin also has her own job...

Alas, people cannot be compared.

Liu Ercui sent Qin Hanshu away with a sigh and envy, and suppressed her craving to put the chicken soup away, ready to serve it on the table for the family to eat.

After a while, the man and his son came back.

Liu Ercui heated up the chicken soup, thought about it, and divided it before serving it on the table.

This was also a habit she developed when she was at her mother's home in the countryside. There were many children in the family, so if there were any good things, they would be distributed before they were served on the table to avoid a scramble.

The one who gets the biggest share must be the breadwinner of the family.

The second is my son. He is very naughty and consumes a lot of energy every day. When it comes to mealtime, he is like a starving ghost.

It was her turn again. Although she felt she could finish a large bowl, she had no choice but to take care of her man and son first.

Finally, it was Yue'er, a little girl of two years old. She had such a small stomach that she couldn't eat much.

Liu Ercui thought she had distributed the food reasonably, but after the food was served, Yue'er drank up the soup in just a few gulps, ate the meat, and then smacked her lips with eager eyes.

When Zhang Lei saw the pitiful little girl, he immediately transferred the meat in his bowl to Yue'er's bowl.

Liu Ercui said casually: "You eat yours, how much can a little girl like her eat?"

Zhang Lei's face immediately darkened, he slammed his chopsticks, and yelled at Liu Ercui, "I wanted to say this when we sat at the table. Since you have accepted Yue'er, you should be fair to her! There is no need to do these little tricks with food. Our family is not that poor!"

Liu Ercui was confused. "What did I do? Are you saying that I gave her too little chicken soup?"

"No?" Zhang Lei pointed at Liu Ercui and her son's bowls. "Look at your son's bowl, then look at your own bowl."

Liu Ercui felt a surge of anger and said through gritted teeth, "Zhang Tugou, this is your biological son, and I am the wife who gave birth to your children. What's wrong with eating more meat? Do you have to yell like that?"

When Zhang Lei heard Liu Ercui calling him by his nickname, he could no longer hide his disgust in his eyes, "Just shut up! The moment you open your mouth you've exposed your lack of culture."

Liu Ercui also started banging the table.

"I am just uneducated, so what? If you have the guts, divorce me and find someone educated! I will go back to the countryside with a big belly and remarry, and let your child call another man dad. I wonder if your Zhang family will still have the face in the village by then."

Zhang Lei stared at Liu Ercui without saying anything.

He was just too proud, so he was persuaded by Liu Ercui's crying and making a fuss and married her.

"What's the matter? Have you thought it through?" Liu Ercui straightened her flat belly.

"Dad Zhang, Mom Ercui, stop arguing. I don't want to eat meat anymore..." Yue'er said in a crying voice.

Zhang Lei suddenly lost his temper, sat down, comforted Yue'er, and then said nothing more, just eating.

Liu Ercui didn't think she had won the argument. She felt suffocated and poked at her rice bowl with her chopsticks.

Among the people at the table, perhaps only the heartless eldest son of the Zhang family could act as if nothing had happened and keep shoveling rice into his mouth.

The quarrel between Zhang Lei and Liu Ercui today was relatively restrained and did not spread downstairs.

Qin Hanshu didn't know that the bowl of chicken soup he delivered had caused a conflict.

She looked at the time and estimated that Zhou Weiguang and Qin Feiyang would be back soon, so she put the chicken soup back on the stove to heat it up.

As soon as it is heated, the flavor of the chicken soup begins to develop.

Qin Hanshu didn't feel anything when it was stewed in the afternoon, but when he smelled it, he suddenly felt a little nauseous.

She tried to hold it in but couldn't, so she ran to the bathroom and started retching.