There were only three pickles lying alone on the plate, and the steamed bread that should have been there was nowhere to be found. Was this the home she remembered, always full of laughter?
Qian Chunhua felt an inexplicable confusion in her heart. She picked up the bowl and took a sip, only to smell the strong and pungent smell of stale rice.
Her brain was working rapidly, and she realized that something seemed to be wrong.
She was new here, so she couldn't just ignore it.
So she mustered up her courage, turned her gaze to Zhao's mother, and asked, "Mom, where is my steamed bread?"
Qian Chunhua's space is rich in supplies, and he has little interest in steamed corn bread.
She was well aware of the trivial matters described in the novel, and knew that giving in would only lead to her being bullied in the future.
When Li Cuihong saw Qian Chunhua asking questions, she still had a smile on her face.
Without waiting for Zhao's mother to speak, she took the initiative to explain: "Chunhua, I saw that you didn't come out, so I thought you didn't want to eat it. I didn't want to waste it, so I gave the steamed bread to Yongqiang and Qingyun."
Qian Chunhua was stunned. Is this the hardworking, kind and brave sister-in-law in the original body's memory?
Seeing that Qian Chunhua did not respond, Li Cuihong mistakenly thought that she was still submissive as usual, and continued to explain with a sincere smile:
"Yongqiang does physical work, Qingyun studies and uses his brain, so they should eat more. You've been lying down all day, so it's okay if you don't eat."
Qian Chunhua was speechless.
How could she have been lying down for a whole day?
It turned out that the original body fell into a coma due to excessive grief, and when she was told by her sister-in-law, she was accused of being lazy and lying down all day.
She immediately became angry and retorted, "Sister-in-law, I fainted because I was too sad. How can you say that I lay in bed for a whole day?
As soon as my mother called me, I came out immediately.
My husband is so angry that he doesn't even give me a steamed bun to eat. Do you want to starve me to death?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Qingfeng and Zhao Xiaoling at the small table had tears in their eyes.
In the past two days, they have experienced too much fear and anxiety.
Their father had passed away, their mother was in a coma, their eldest brother was indifferent...all of this made them feel helpless and scared.
Now, hearing their mother say this, the two children could no longer hold back and burst into tears.
They were afraid that their mother would really starve to death.
Qian Chunhua's heart softened, and she quickly stood up and went to the small table, picked up Zhao Qingfeng and comforted him softly: "Don't cry, dear, mother won't starve to death."
She held her son in one hand and held her daughter's hand in the other and sat down at the main table.
She put her son on her lap and ate with him, while gently wiping the tears from her daughter's face.
At this time, Zhao Daqing said with a stern face: "Stop talking, don't you know that you should not talk while eating or sleeping?"
As the head of the family, Zhao Daqing set many rules for the family and required everyone to strictly abide by them.
For example, you cannot talk while eating, you have to wait until everyone has gathered before you can start eating, and others can only start eating after the elders pick up their chopsticks first, etc.
Qian Chunhua felt that Mr. Zhao was making a big deal out of nothing. They were just ordinary farmers who insisted on imitating the ways of the rich families, and they hadn't even learned them all.
Look, they had already finished the meal before she even put it on the table.
"It's just a steamed bun, so don't worry about it, second daughter-in-law. The eldest daughter-in-law can't make her own decisions in the future."
Zhao Daqing spoke and the matter came to an end.
Qian Chunhua had to swallow his anger temporarily and drank the porridge in the bowl in one breath, deliberately drinking it in a big gulp to show his dissatisfaction.
Zhao Daqing looked at her sternly, opened his mouth and finally closed it.
Compared with what we are going to discuss later, let’s not worry about this little thing right now.
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