Old Mrs. Zhao pondered this over and over in her mind, and with her sharp eyes she noticed a white thing around Zhao Xiaocao's neck, and happily went into the house.
Old Mrs. Zhao coughed deliberately, and Zhao Xiaocao immediately stopped in her tracks, her smile fading away.
"All you do all day is run around aimlessly. Didn't you see your sister-in-law has already started cooking? Now that the family has separated, it's already this late and you still haven't cooked. What are you going to eat when your dad and your brother come back?!"
Ever since the family split up, Old Lady Zhao has never seen her third son's family live a proper life.
Cheng only comes home once a month, leaving Zhao Xiaocao to do all the housework, and she does it terribly!
Old Mrs. Zhao was so upset by what she saw that she could only turn a blind eye.
She thought to herself, this can't go on forever.
Although the eldest son's family members had all gone out to work, the village beauty still managed the household. At this time, having a wife would be especially important.
Thinking of this, Old Lady Zhao decided to wait until Madam Cheng returned this time to discuss Fatty Zhao's marriage.
Zhao Xiaocao glanced at her grandmother and said speechlessly, "My father and brothers don't care about eating at home. By this time, they should be eating their fill in the city by now!"
Old Mrs. Zhao looked at Zhao Xiaocao in confusion. What did she mean by that?
Zhao Xiaocao explained, "Grandma, you don't know this, do you? My mother works in a restaurant, and every day the customers have leftover chicken, duck, fish and meat, which my mother secretly takes to my father and the others to eat."
"What?" Old Mrs. Zhao immediately stood up from her chair.
"Zhao Xiaocao, are you telling the truth?"
"How could it be fake? I washed their clothes, and the grease on them was impossible to scrub off!" Zhao Xiaocao said angrily.
There was so much meat, but she didn't even get to lick a single bone.
Old Mrs. Zhao slapped her thigh in anger, "That short-sighted spendthrift has really disgraced our Zhao family!"
While Old Lady Zhao was busy cursing and swearing, Zhao Xiaocao was just about to slip away.
He was then asked, "Let's not talk about your mother for now, she'll be in for a beating when she gets back at the end of the month! What's that thing on your neck? Did you skin a rabbit from Fengnian?"
Before Zhao Xiaocao could answer, Zhao Fengnian ran out of the house.
"My rabbit..." He was halfway through his sentence when he saw the same scarf that Sister Xiaocao wore as him.
Zhao Fengnian was speechless for a moment, then turned around and went back to his room.
Zhao Xiaocao rolled her eyes. "Am I that kind of person? This was given to me by my second aunt. Feng Nian also had some."
"That bitch He?" Old Mrs. Zhao was still angry, but when she heard He Tiantian's name, her anger intensified.
Zhao Xiaocao frowned and corrected, "It's Second Aunt, not some lowly person. Grandma, you should save your energy to properly teach my mother a lesson. If this gets out in the village, we'll be too ashamed to face anyone!"
This is theft. If word gets out that such a shameful thing happened, the whole family will talk behind our backs.
With only a dozen days left until the end of the month, Old Lady Zhao, preoccupied with something on her mind, couldn't wait any longer.
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