Chapter 4: Right to Speech

It was a pity that her husband was in the bedroom. She didn't dare to do anything unusual. She could only suppress her thoughts and wait for dinner with a sigh.

As her children came one after another, Zhulan tried to hide herself. She didn't know how to approach them, so she decided to just watch from a distance.

Li prepared breakfast. Zhulan sat in the original owner's seat with a wooden face. There were two tables, one for men and one for women. The only two dishes were salted vegetables and radish soup. At the women's table, she had to distribute the staple food. She seriously doubted how she could survive in the ancient countryside when she didn't know how to farm.

When I think about it this way, I feel that being a mother-in-law is not bad. At least there is someone to serve you and you have the absolute right to speak.

The children looked at the limited amount of rice porridge eagerly. Zhulan sighed and served each of them a bowl. Eating rice was a luxury in that era.

The boss at the next table, Zhou Changli, frowned, "Mom, why hasn't Dad gotten up? Is he feeling unwell?"

Zhulan just remembered that her husband had never left the room. She frowned and thought it was impossible for her to go and see him. She still hadn't figured out how to get along with her husband. "Boss, go and see him!"

Zhou Changli responded, "Hey!"

Zhulan held the bowl with less and less appetite. From her memory and what she saw, divorce was impossible. In the ancient times with strict class system and unfamiliar environment, she really didn't know how to survive. She took a sip of rice porridge. It was green and pollution-free and tasted really good, but she didn't have much appetite again.

Soon, Zhou Changli came back, "Mom, Dad is not feeling well, lie down for a while."

Zhulan breathed a sigh of relief. It was great that she didn't have to contact her original husband. She imitated the original owner's tone and said, "Okay, you guys should hurry up and eat. After eating, those who need to go to the fields should go to the fields, and those who need to go to school should go to school."

Others had no objection either. In the countryside, it was normal to feel unwell and have a minor cold. They were used to it.

For breakfast, Zhulan drank a bowl of porridge. She had a lot on her mind and had no appetite.

Li looked eagerly at the corn cake in front of her mother-in-law, and was delighted. "Mom, you don't want to eat it?"

Zhulan's mouth twitched. It was as if she was staring at meat. She also felt the resentment and hesitation of the second son's wife, Zhao. Her stomach became even more uncomfortable. "Eat, eat. You stare at food all day. If I don't eat it, I'll keep it. Don't worry about it."

Li shut up and Zhao withdrew his gaze.

Zhulan, "........"

This life is really unbearable!

Out of sight, out of mind. She left the table with a sullen face and did not go back to the house. She sat by the well, watching people in the hall finish breakfast and Zhao clear the table. Her somewhat irritated heart felt a little relieved. At least she didn't have to work.

Zhulan just sat there the whole time. The eldest took the second oldest to the fields, and the youngest went to school. The yard was quiet, but she still sat there.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Zhou Xuehan had been observing her mother since the morning. Her mother, who usually was full of energy, had been sighing and fussing this morning. It was very strange. She had not dared to go forward until she heard her two sisters-in-law talking in low voices. Then she could not help but come and ask.

Zhulan came back to her senses. She was just now continuing to organize the memories in her mind. She saw that the original little lady was indeed pretty. She had her hair grown down and tied into two buns. She had a slightly chubby face and blinked her big eyes. She was extremely adorable.

However, Zhulan's heart was very complicated. She waved her hand and said, "Mom is thinking about something. It's okay. Come to mom."

Zhou Xuehan responded crisply, with a cheerful tone, "Yeah."

Zhulan was not so happy, she thought she had traveled through a parallel universe, so Wang Chao had never heard of her. Unexpectedly, when she sorted out her memories, she found that she had kept up with the times and became a book traveler!