"I don't know where Yuzhen and your mother have gone. They don't help the family at all."
"I'm almost confused." Meng Qidi lowered her head and looked at the book, without responding to Meng Daqiang's words.
"Ouch!" Meng Daqiang hurried over to turn the pot, "Xiaoqi, you have to learn how to cook, otherwise, if you marry into the Ling family in the future, you will probably starve to death."
He had just learned that the Ling family had old, weak and sick people. If he had known that the betrothal money would not fall into his hands, he would have found a good family for his daughter.
Otherwise, his daughter will live a worse life than him in the future. How will he rely on his daughter for support in his old age? He is so worried.
Meng Daqiang kept on talking, but Meng Qidi turned a deaf ear to him.
The aroma soon wafted from the stove. Meng Daqiang made himself a bowl of fish soup and also made some for Meng Qidi.
The father and daughter drank their fill.
When Old Mrs. Meng came back from work, the yard was filled with fragrant smells. She frowned slightly and walked towards the kitchen unhappily. What's wrong with the one from the fourth brother's family? He shouldn't waste oil like that.
But when she saw Meng Daqiang and his daughter in the kitchen, she was stunned, "Where is Zhao Hong? Why are you cooking?"
Meng Daqiang quickly brought a bowl of fish soup and handed it over, "Hey, mom, I'm greedy, right? Here, this is for you. Where's dad? I left a bowl for him."
That’s right, after being annoyed by Sun Fang, he also felt that what his daughter said was right. So, in a fit of anger, he left two bowls of fish soup and ate the rest with Xiao Qi, not leaving any for that group of ungrateful people.
Old Mrs. Meng glanced at the fish soup in the bowl and swallowed the curse on her lips, "Your father will be home soon..."
She gave birth to several sons, but only this bastard youngest son. When she thinks of the two of them, can she still scold him for wasting fuel?
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