She never liked eating things like pork offal and internal organs. She looked at the meat in the bowl, thought for a while, and then shared the meat in the bowl with the children around her who were looking at her eagerly. Seeing the children's happy faces, she felt very happy in her heart.
When the two sons saw Yao Qingshuang sharing the meat in her bowl with the children, they quickly reached out to stop her, saying anxiously, "Mom, they have their own meat. You don't have to share yours with them!"
Yao Qingshuang waved her hand and responded with a distressed look on her face: "I still have some here. Let the children eat more. Look, they have lost weight after walking all the way here."
Su Wencheng, who was standing by, saw this and felt sorry for his mother as she always gave the meat to others and couldn't even eat it herself.
So, he wanted to give the meat in his bowl to Yao Qingshuang, but Yao Qingshuang was quick-witted and quickly blocked the bowl with her hand, saying with a smile, "Alright, alright, eat it yourself. I really don't like eating pig offal and things like that. It doesn't make me feel good. Just leave me alone."
Seeing this, Su Wencheng didn't insist any longer. He just thought silently in his heart: "Who doesn't like to eat meat? Mom is always like this. She always saved the meat for us brothers and sisters when she had time, and now she shares the meat with these children. Alas..." He sighed helplessly, but stopped trying to stop Yao Qingshuang.
Su Wenjun, who was standing by, also wanted to share the meat in his bowl with his mother. Seeing that his brother was stopped by his mother, he had to silently take back his bowl and then began to eat with big mouthfuls.
He quickly finished the bone and vegetable soup in his bowl in a few gulps, and the noise he made while drinking the soup was quite loud.
After drinking it, he picked up the bowl without saying a word and prepared to get another bowl. He looked so eager as if this soup was some kind of delicacy and he could never get enough of it.
Seeing him wolfing down his food, Yao Qingshuang couldn't help but shake her head slightly, muttering to herself, "He eats like he hasn't eaten in eight hundred years!"
Su Mingfan was a sharp-eyed kid. When he saw his daddy getting some soup, he immediately gulped down the rest of the soup in his bowl. Then, he followed his daddy to the soup bar with his short legs, muttering, "This bone soup is so delicious! I could have three more bowls!"
That little greedy cat looks so cute.
Yao Qingshuang looked at her grandson's back with amusement as he left, then she slowly began to eat.
To be honest, these pig offal and stew still taste a bit fishy because they lack some seasoning.
For someone like Yao Qingshuang who had eaten delicious food and tasted all kinds of delicacies in her previous life, the taste was just average.
But for the people in Sujia Village who usually lack oil and water, it is definitely a rare delicacy. They feel so satisfied to be able to have such a meal.
Li Zhaodi sat there, glancing at her son Su Mingyang's bowl from time to time. When she saw that the meat in the bowl was almost finished, she reached out without hesitation and took away several large pieces of meat from Su Minglan's bowl. Her movements were so fast that Su Minglan had no time to react.
Su Minglan watched helplessly as the meat in her bowl was taken away by her mother, and anger suddenly surged in her heart.
Her face flushed crimson, her eyes widened, and she angrily shouted at Li Zhaodi, "Mom, these are the only pieces of meat I have left, and you're still taking them away!"
Su Mingyang felt very uncomfortable when he saw that his mother's actions made his sister so angry.
He was a sensible child. Seeing his sister's aggrieved and angry look, he felt a little guilty. He looked at her embarrassedly, then put the meat piece by piece back into her bowl and said gently, "Mom, I'm full. You should eat more too. Let me eat this meat."
Seeing her daughter happily picking up the meat and eating it, Li Zhaodi tapped Su Minglan on the head with her chopsticks, "You little girl, your brother is a boy. Can a boy have the same status as you in our family? Boys eat more meat to grow and have a bright future. You are a girl, why do you eat so much meat..."
After hearing what Li Zhaodi said, Yao Qingshuang immediately slammed her chopsticks down on the stone that served as the table, frowned, and interrupted her with a look of disapproval. She said in a serious tone, "Okay, second son's wife, don't say that again! When has there ever been a rule in our family that girls have to give way to boys?
Minglan is the only girl in our family. She is obedient and sensible. Who wouldn't love her a little bit? Don't learn the bad habits of that old lady Li and favor boys over girls. That will not be welcomed by others!"
On weekdays, Yao Qingshuang is generally satisfied with Li Zhaodi.
Li Zhaodi is a hardworking and capable person. Her eyes seem to have life in them. She always takes the initiative to do the chores at home and outside and does them well without being told by others.
It was just that when it came to treating children, there was a tendency to favor boys over girls, which made Yao Qingshuang feel a little uncomfortable.
Su Wenxuan also joined in the fun, laughing and saying loudly, "Yes, second sister-in-law, look at Minglan's little appearance, so well-behaved! I want to have a daughter like her. Oh, if I could have a daughter like this who is so worry-free, it would be so wonderful!"
Zhao Chunhua looked at her son who was wolfing down food like a starving ghost. The way he ate was unbearable to watch.
Comparing her with the gentle and quiet Minglan over there, Zhao Chunhua felt so envious and jealous that her favorability towards Minglan kept increasing.
She turned around and shouted to Li Zhaodi, "Second sister-in-law, you really don't know how to appreciate the good things you have! Look at my son, he's always mischievous and has no manners, and he drives me crazy. I wish I could replace Mingfan with Minglan. I envy you so much!"
Li Zhaodi listened to their conversation, her lips opening and closing a few times, and finally she could only stammer in response: "Mom, I understand. I will treat them all equally from now on."
But in her heart, she was still not convinced.
She thought to herself that her elder sister-in-law and younger sister-in-law both gave birth to boys. They sounded nice now, but when they gave birth to girls themselves, they probably wouldn't think like that anymore.
She was the only one in the family who gave birth to a girl. Every time she thought of this, she felt as if she was inferior to others, not to mention the feeling of frustration in her heart.
It would be great if Minglan was also a boy. In that case, I could stand tall and proud in this family without being talked about behind people's backs all the time.
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