Chapter 10 Mom is Here

Pu Xiang stayed in bed until almost 7:30, which would be considered early for young people in the future.

But for Pu Xiang of this era, that was really "outrageous" to the extreme.

She usually gets up at dawn, 5 o'clock in the summer and 6 o'clock in the winter.

Pu Xiang didn't want to live like a slave, so he waited until the little girl Mo Jingjing woke up before getting up.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry? Would you like a steamed egg? Or would you like a poached egg?"

“Eat poached eggs!”

"Okay, let's eat fried eggs. Let's go, Jingjing and Auntie, go downstairs together."

Pu Xiang held the little girl's hand. The two were of different ages. The one who was older than the other was still a child who knew nothing, but she was also talking happily.

Having been a mother for decades, Pu Xiang has never felt this kind of intimacy from her son.

Pu Xiang couldn't help but think of the child she gave birth to. It would be a lie if she said she didn't feel anything at all.

She became a mother at the age of 20 and devoted her entire life to this child, giving her everything. No matter how deeply she was hurt or how discouraged she was, after all, that was the child she carried in her womb for ten months and the support she had for her entire life.

All she could do was to stop clinging to that little bit of blood and kinship, and live for herself for the rest of her life.

"Mom!"

Halfway up the stairs, Shi Jiajie suddenly shouted behind her.

The child was still forgetful. He had decided not to talk to his mother the night before, but now he was unhappy when he saw his mother holding another child's hand.

His mouth immediately pouted.

This is his mother, and she won't allow him to have other children.

Pu Xiang turned around when she heard the voice and saw Shi Jiajie wearing slippers and his clothes were not properly put on. He was still wearing the same clothes he wore when sleeping in the quilt.

"Put on your clothes and come down to eat."

Pu Xiang said this and continued to go downstairs.

As for whether he could wear clothes or not, and whether he should ask grandma or dad to dress him, it was none of her business.

There are four adults in the family, and there is no law that stipulates that the mother must help the child put on clothes. It is not illegal for other people to help put on clothes.

So Shi Jiajie just watched his mother take the other children downstairs without even looking at him a second time, let alone coming upstairs to dress him.

"Wow!"

The child, who had never been treated like this before, immediately burst into tears.

He wanted to cry so loudly that everyone downstairs could hear him and his mother would have to come and comfort him!

“Waaaaaah!”

Shi Jiajie howled loudly.

The adults downstairs all heard it. Mo A'mei slapped her thigh and went upstairs immediately.

"Be good, little brother, don't cry, grandma is here! Where's third sister? She couldn't hear her son crying so loudly, did she fall asleep?"

Just as she finished speaking, she saw Pu Xiang bringing Mo Jingjing down the stairs.

Well.

Mo A'mei didn't intend to bump into someone head-on, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with what she said. Then she realized that Pu Xiang was holding Mo Jingjing from next door, not her eldest grandson. Her face suddenly turned from heavy rain to torrential rain.

"You are deaf, and your brother was crying upstairs, but you didn't even care? Is he still your biological son? What bad luck has our family had to have that we married a woman like you! If I had known this would happen, when Dafu said he wanted to marry someone else, I would have agreed to him no matter what. It would have been better for me to marry a half-idiot Sixth Sister than you!"

Mo A'mei used the same words as she did with her son when she started to scold people. Pu Xiang listened to them and suddenly felt less depressed. In the past, she had to work like a slave to be scolded like this, and now she did nothing but was still scolded like this. Thinking about it this way, she felt better now.

"It's okay. I'm going to divorce Dafu. You can still find him a half-idiot."

Pu Xiang reached out and touched Mo Jingjing's head. The little girl trembled because of Mo A'mei's scolding, and was obviously scared.

After comforting the little girl, Pu Xiang took her directly to the stove room in the back.

Mo A'mei was in poor health and was slow to begin with. When Pu Xiang wanted to leave, she had no time to react and could not stop him.

When I heard the people upstairs crying so hard that the sky seemed to be falling, I hurried upstairs.

"Hey, brother, don't cry. Grandma is here. If you keep crying, your throat will be damaged. Stop crying now!"

Once we got upstairs, we started to coax the children.

"Don't cry, don't cry, it's all your mother's fault, we didn't give her food!"

"Hey, my precious grandson, stop crying. Come on, grandma will take you to beat her to death!"

"Grandma makes fried eggs for you, not for your mom!"

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Mo A'mei dressed her grandson and put shoes on him, and finally coaxed him to stop crying, then she carried him all the way downstairs. She herself walked every few steps and gasped a few times, and even scolded Pu Xiang for holding a child. When she reached the kitchen, she was already panting heavily.

That's it, she still keeps talking.

At first, Pu Xiang's parents told her that her mother-in-law was in poor health and she could not stand the beating at her hands. But that only meant that she would not be beaten by her mother-in-law. When it came to scolding, her mother-in-law was no worse than those healthy people.

On the contrary, because of her poor health, she didn't have to work and could stay at home all day long, scolding Pu Xiang all the time, and Pu Xiang couldn't say a word back. If she did, she would be directly "disgraced" by the bad reputation of bullying her sickly mother-in-law.

Not only in Shijia Village, but also in their township and county.

Verbal violence is also violence, it’s a pity that people at that time didn’t understand it.

Pu Xiang only realized later that she had suffered a lot of mental abuse from her mother-in-law when she was young.

Pu Xiang was quick and skillful, and the pot on the stove was hot. She didn't get up to make breakfast, so Shi Hai cooked some vegetable porridge. The three adults in the Shi family had already eaten, leaving only the bottom of the pot, which was left for Pu Xiang.

In this regard, Shi Hai, as a father-in-law, has always done a very good job.

With the hot pot in hand, Pu Xiang added two handfuls of straw into the stove and then directly beat two eggs into it.

By the time Mo A'mei came down with her grandson in her arms, cursing, Pu Xiang and Mo Jingjing had already started eating a bowl of vegetable porridge with a poached egg each.

Pu Xiang always had a taste for salty food, so she added a little salt to the tasteless vegetable porridge and ate it happily.

The vegetables are grown by ourselves, the eggs are laid by the chickens we raise ourselves, and even the porridge is made from the rice we grow ourselves. These days, everything is pure natural and tastes really good.

Mo Jingjing seemed to be not picky about food at all. She looked at the cattail incense and salt flowers with eager eyes.

Pu Xiang found it funny and asked her whether she wanted to add salt or sugar. Most kids nowadays like to eat sugar, but Mo Jingjing insisted on choosing the same as her.

Pu Xiang added a little to her. It looked like a lot, but in fact it was just a few salt particles that fell off. However, it was enough to coax the child.

As expected, Mo Jingjing had already imitated Pu Xiang and started to eat happily.

Mo A'mei entered the kitchen and saw two people, one big and one small, eating. She looked into the pot and saw that there was no porridge left. She immediately started a fire.

Even though the eldest grandson never even looked at the vegetable porridge, it didn't hurt her to get angry.

"You damned bastard, you are really crazy! You don't cook the rice, you don't feed the pigs. What daughter-in-law dares to leave the work to her father-in-law? This is really outrageous. What bad luck did I have to marry you into the family?"

When Mo A'mei saw that her husband and son were not around and had gone out after eating, she immediately started scolding.

After Pu Xiang heard her curse, which was full of dirty words involving organ fragments and even spitting at her, she took the bowl and Mo Jingjing to the front room, walked out the door, and stood on the cement floor in the front yard.

Don't listen, don't watch, just pretend nothing happened.

Mo Jingjing was timid, and because of her presence, although she looked a little scared, at least she was not scared to the point of being afraid to speak.

"It's okay, keep eating. Auntie will go to the street later and take you with her."

When the little girl heard this, her eyes immediately lit up.

Going to the street, that’s going to the street, she has hardly been there!

Mo A'mei was cursing in the kitchen, and the noise never stopped, but the person didn't come out. This was not surprising. If she wanted to chase him, Pu Xiang would dare to continue walking with the bowl in her hand. It was a common thing to visit relatives and friends for meals. It was normal for her to visit half a brigade.

In fact, Mo A-mei didn't have the energy to chase after him. She just scolded the man and sent him away. But her eldest grandson hadn't eaten yet, so she went to get two eggs and cooked two for him.

Then I picked up a dozen eggs and found two fresh egg shells in the bucket in the kitchen, which was used to drain pot water and throw vegetable leaves to feed pigs.

Neither my husband nor my son ate eggs in the morning, so it is clear who ate the egg.

Mo A'mei cursed again. Shi Jiajie was placed on a small stool in front of the stove. Listening to his grandmother cursing, he followed suit and cursed.

Pu Xiang listened from outside and thought about how she had spent decades of her life, pulling her child and her home forward, and then a few people fell behind her, pulling her and desperately walking in the opposite direction.

She makes money from business and also has to take care of her children's schooling and progress. It's really tiring.

However, after a lifetime of hard work and investment of all my efforts, I ended up with nothing in the end.

This time, she will never live such a tiring life again.

Pu Xiang had originally planned to visit the town nearest to her village. There was a primary school and a middle school in the town. She started her business by selling skewers outside these two schools.

It has been so long that she has forgotten the details of the situation at that time. She was supposed to start the business for another three years. It was when Shi Jiajie was in the first grade and she picked up and dropped off the child to school every day that she discovered the business opportunity.

At that time, not only were there more people doing business, but some people in their village also started to go out to work. Society was changing slowly and quickly.

Now, three years have passed, and I don’t know what the situation in the town is.

However, Pu Xiang's plan was disrupted. Not long after she put down her bowl and chopsticks, her mother suddenly came.

It has been too long and Pu Xiang really can't remember whether her mother came at the original time.

"Third sister!"

As soon as Pu Xiang's mother arrived, she hurriedly pulled her hand and led her into the house. She lowered her voice and said anxiously, "You stupid girl, why did you quarrel with Dafu? If you want to quarrel, just go back to your parents' home and stay for a few days. Why do you even ask for a divorce?"