Zhao Zhenzhu is twenty-eight years old this year, with long, black, and shiny hair. In the mirror, she has red lips, white teeth, and bright, beautiful eyes; she is undeniably young and beautiful.
After Zhao Zhenzhu habitually braided two braids for herself, she picked up a comb and began to comb Zhou Yunyun's hair.
Zhou Yunyun has a bob haircut, short and neat, no need to tie it up.
As Zhao Zhenzhu was about to put the comb back into the dressing case, Zhou Yunyun pointed to the case and said, "Mom, I want to use the flower clip that Uncle bought last time."
Zhao Zhenzhu took out a red plastic flower clip from the box and clipped it to Zhou Yunyun's head.
"It looks so good." Zhou Yunyun looked at herself in the mirror and was extremely satisfied.
A love of beauty is a girl's nature.
This hair clip was specially bought for Zhou Yunyun by Zhao Tianyu when he went to the county town on a business trip.
Don't let Zhao Zhenzhu's opinion of this flower hair clip fool you; it's actually a trendy new arrival at the county department store.
Zhao Tianyu said that the girls in the county town really liked it, and he wanted to buy some to sell at the Taohua Town Supply and Marketing Cooperative, but he couldn't get any at all.
Zhou Yunyun really liked the flower clip. As soon as Zhao Tianyu left, Zhou Yunyun wanted to put it on her head, but Zhao Zhenzhu refused.
Zhao Zhenzhu was afraid that her two sisters-in-law would be envious.
Every time the Zhao family bought clothes and other necessities for Zhou Yunyun and Zhou Jiakai, Chen Jinfeng and Ding Xiaocui would make sarcastic remarks whenever they saw them.
Zhao Zhenzhu felt annoyed by what she heard.
Now, Zhao Zhenzhu has no such concerns. Why should she care about her two sisters-in-law's feelings and put away the things her family bought for the children?
If the two sisters-in-law want it, they can go back to their parents' home to ask for it!
Of the three daughters-in-law of the Zhou family, Zhao Zhenzhu's family was the best.
Zhao Qingshan and his wife doted on their daughter.
When Zhao Zhenzhu got married, her dowry included not only a complete set of furniture but also a sewing machine. Small items such as a thermos and washbasin were also provided.
After using the hot water from the thermos to wash herself and her daughter, Zhao Zhenzhu took her daughter's hand and left the room.
The rice harvest had just been completed, and there was still a lot of work to be done in the production team. At this time, all the adults in the Zhou family went to work.
As Zhao Zhenzhu passed by Ding Ermei and Zhou Fugui's house, she saw a large lock hanging on the door.
Zhao Zhenzhu frowned.
Ding Ermei, that old pious woman, really treats her daughter-in-law like a thief.
The Zhou family's grain was all stored in Ding Ermei and Zhou Fugui's room. Every time the daughters-in-law cooked, they had to go to Ding Ermei to ask for grain.
The same goes for the eggs at home.
Every ten days or so, Ding Ermei would take out two or three eggs and have her daughter-in-law cook a big pot of egg drop soup for the men in the family.
As Zhao Zhenzhu expected, the large pot in the kitchen was empty, leaving nothing for Zhao Zhenzhu and her daughter.
The grain jar was also empty; there wasn't a single egg or even a grain of rice in it.
Zhao Zhenzhu knew that this was Ding Ermei expressing her strong dissatisfaction that she hadn't gotten up to cook breakfast that morning.
Otherwise, the jar would contain our lunch right now.
Hmph! It's just a little food. If she doesn't have it, she doesn't have it. Does she care?
"Mom, we don't have any eggs, so we can't make steamed eggs." Zhou Yunyun said with some disappointment.
"You wait here, Mom will go get it." After saying that, Zhao Zhenzhu quickly walked out of the kitchen.
Eggs aren't just something Ding Ermei has.
Zhao Zhenzhu has plenty of space.
Ever since she learned that she might be able to travel back to the 1970s, Zhao Zhenzhu had stockpiled a whole lot of supplies in her spatial dimension, including food and household items. If she weren't afraid of scaring Zhou Yunyun, Zhao Zhenzhu would have turned into an "egg" right now.
Zhao Zhenzhu went out for a stroll and returned to the kitchen with four eggs in her hand.
Originally, Zhao Zhenzhu wanted to collect eggs from the henhouse. Unfortunately, Ding Ermei had already taken all the eggs from the henhouse that morning. There was only one egg left in the henhouse, which Zhao Zhenzhu thought was too few, so she didn't take it.
"Mom, if we eat Grandma's eggs, will Grandma scold us?" Zhou Yunyun asked worriedly.
"These are eggs your uncle gave me yesterday," Zhao Zhenzhu lied through her teeth.
Zhao Tianyu came yesterday and brought half a pound of biscuits, but he didn't bring any eggs.
Zhou Yunyun is young and doesn't remember things, which is why Zhao Zhenzhu dares to fool her like this.
Sure enough, Zhou Yunyun believed it.
"Uncle is so nice." Zhou Yunyun smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons.
"You little ungrateful brat, all you care about is food. You're nice to your uncle, but not to your grandparents?" Zhao Zhenzhu teased him, since she had nothing better to do.
"My maternal grandparents are the best. My grandpa buys me candied hawthorns, and my grandma makes me chicken soup. When I grow up, I will take care of my grandparents and uncles," Zhou Yunyun said with a smile.
"That's more like it," Zhao Zhenzhu said, satisfied.
While the mother and daughter were talking, the steamed egg custard was ready.
Zhao Zhenzhu is a good cook; the steamed egg custard was fragrant and tender. The mother and daughter shared it, taking bites from each other.
Zhou Yunyun ate with a satisfied expression.
Just as they were halfway through their meal, Zhou Jiaxiang from the second wife's family returned.
Zhou Jiaxiang is eight years old this year, which is the age when people hate him and dogs hate him.
Normally, Zhou Jiaxiang, relying on Ding Ermei's favoritism, considered himself the number one among the Zhou family's grandchildren.
As soon as he entered, Zhou Jiaxiang smelled the aroma of steamed egg custard.
Zhou Jiaxiang ran to the kitchen full of anticipation, hoping to get a taste first.
When Zhou Jiaxiang saw Zhao Zhenzhu and her daughter sitting at the table, eating steamed egg custard one bite at a time, his eyes widened in surprise.
"Third Aunt, why did you steal my eggs?" Zhou Jiaxiang questioned.
"Your eggs?" Zhao Zhenzhu was taken aback.
When did the eggs I took from my own space become Zhou Jiaxiang's?
“Only men can eat the eggs in this house. I’m a man, so the eggs you and Zhou Yunyun are eating are my eggs,” Zhou Jiaxiang said with an air of self-righteousness.
"Hehe~!" Zhao Zhenzhu sneered.
So this is the kind of robber logic Zhou Jiaxiang uses!
An eight-year-old brat who only cares about playing all day long and has never contributed to the family's work during the busy farming season, just because he is a boy, he has the right to take over the family's resources.
Pah!
"Third Aunt, quickly give me the bowl." Zhou Jiaxiang thought he had persuaded Zhao Zhenzhu, so he sat down at the table and ordered her loudly.
Zhao Zhenzhu ignored Zhou Jiaxiang, scooped a large spoonful of steamed egg custard into her mouth, and then shoved the remaining spoonful of steamed egg custard into Zhou Yunyun's mouth.
Zhou Jiaxiang was furious.
His steamed egg custard just disappeared like that?
When he caught his third aunt secretly eating something delicious, shouldn't she try to please him like his eldest aunt did and give him the rest?
"There's no steamed egg custard for you here. Make it yourself if you want some." Zhao Zhenzhu glared at Zhou Jiaxiang, then stood up and went to wash the dishes.
"Aren't you... afraid I'll tell Grandma?" Zhou Jiaxiang jumped up in anger.
"Go ahead and sue me! I'm waiting," Zhao Zhenzhu said calmly.
Seeing that Zhao Zhenzhu ignored her, Zhou Jiaxiang turned his gaze to Zhou Yunyun, who was standing to the side.
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