Chapter 7 Don't Blame Me for Being Cold-Blooded and Ruthless (1/2)



When she got home, it was already broad daylight, and there was no time to cook for the children, so she went to a state-run restaurant to get a packed breakfast.

Scallion-mixed tofu, stir-fried shredded potatoes with vinegar, four bowls of soy milk, plus twenty large meat buns.

Eat what you can finish, and put what you can't finish in the food storage space to see if it really keeps food fresh.

When Qin Weiguo and his two friends got up and found that their mother was not home, they thought that they would not have breakfast. Then they saw their mother come back with big bags and small bags.

"Mom, is your wrist feeling better? Aren't you tired from going out to buy breakfast so early in the morning?"

When Xue Ru saw her mother-in-law return, she went forward to take the things, but Yu Mingxiang avoided her.

"You're heavily pregnant, so don't even think about doing anything. There are still two men at home, aren't there?"

As she spoke, she handed the packed food to Qin Xiangdong and then went into the kitchen.

After scooping water with a spoon and making a gesture, Yu Mingxiang brought out four bowls of spiritual spring water, plus a sealed jar of spiritual spring water.

"Sweet soup, one bowl per person."

She placed the spring water in front of the four of them, and then put the full canned food on the stone stool next to her. "Xiaoru, take that can of sugar water to work. Drink it if you cough."

"Okay! Thank you, Mom."

Xue Ru quite liked the taste of the sweet soup her mother-in-law had given her yesterday, and responded with a smile.

"Mom, where's mine?"

Upon seeing this, Qin Weiguo asked, "Why does my wife bring drinks to work, but I don't?"

He also loves that sweet soup!

It's sweet, and after drinking it, I feel incredibly refreshed, which makes data calculations much faster.

Yu Mingxiang rolled her eyes at him and said irritably, "Your wife has a big belly, but is your belly big too?"

Despite saying this, Yu Mingxiang went back into the kitchen, rummaged through two canning jars, and without favoritism, filled one jar for each of her two sons.

"How old are you? You're fighting over a sip of sugar water. Have you never eaten candy before?"

Qin Xiangdong had dark circles under his eyes, clearly still somewhat traumatized by being cheated on last night. He chuckled at his older brother and sister-in-law, then lowered his head to take a sip of the sugar water his mother had made, and then…

He then fell silent.

She got up and snatched a jar from her mother's hand, holding it protectively in her arms like a treasure, and didn't let go of it even after sitting back down at the table.

"Promising."

Yu Mingxiang rolled her eyes at him, handed the other jar to the eldest brother, and sat down herself.

The meal was warm and harmonious, and she pretended not to notice the flirtatious glances between her two sons.

"Mom, we're going to work."

After the meal, Qin Weiguo helped his wife up and carried two jars to say goodbye to her.

"Go."

Yu Mingxiang waved her hand and instructed, "When you get to the office, confirm the registration details."

"good."

The two responded and left together.

The research institute wasn't far from their home, and since Xue Ru was heavily pregnant and needed to exercise, the two of them didn't ride bikes but walked to and from get off work.

After seeing his elder brother and sister-in-law off, Qin Xiangdong couldn't hold back any longer. His eyes darted towards the locked main room, and he mumbled, "Mom, my little sister's been hungry all day, why don't you..."

"Or what?"

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Mingxiang slammed her hand on the table and interrupted him, "It's only been one day of hunger, and you're already so heartbroken? Don't you think about yourself..."

At this point, her eyes reddened.

In her past life, her youngest son went hungry every meal for more than a year, until he was so emaciated that he died.

At that time, the eldest son and his wife had already passed away. She was in the cowshed, holding her youngest son's cold body, crying uncontrollably.

The cruelest thing in the world is for parents to outlive their children.

And she, in two years, saw three children pass away, and there was still one unborn…

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