The neighbors, holding vegetables, called out several times, but Yang Chunhua, for some reason, didn't come out.
Everyone assumed she had forgotten about the rice cooking and gone out to play cards. They cursed and knocked on her door, only to find her with a dark face and a straight smirk as she came out of the house without even thanking them, and went straight to the kitchen.
She had been inside for so long, and the pot she was cooking, which was supposed to be porridge, had now burned dry. Fortunately, it wasn't as bad as the neighbors had said; the pot was completely burned, only the bottom was slightly charred.
With a dark expression, she pulled out the still-burning firewood and threw it on the ground, causing thick smoke to billow up. Everyone waved their hands and frowned.
"Everyone's cooking, how can we stay here?"
What's wrong?
The cooking area was located on one side of the corridor. Because of the cold weather, it was enclosed with sheet metal and wooden boards. The thick smoke coming out made people inside feel choked and uncomfortable, and many people couldn't help but run outside.
Who upset her again? She was perfectly fine when she got back just now.
Despite being mocked by her neighbors, Yang Chunhua acted as if she hadn't heard them. She swung the spatula to scoop up the burnt rice crust and put it in a bowl. Then she poured a ladle of water into the pot, sprinkled some water on the unburnt firewood on the ground, extinguished the fire, and left it aside. Without cleaning up the rest, she took the bowl and went back into the house.
"What's wrong with her? Who owes her money?"
The others rolled their eyes several times. If they hadn't kindly called her, the food outside would probably have been overcooked by the time she realized there was still food outside. She was completely ungrateful.
"She always has a dark face, I don't know who she's trying to impress, no one owes her anything."
"Sigh, it's all because Chen Wei is arguing with her at home. You haven't heard her good son complaining these past few days, saying she doesn't cook enough or doesn't wash the clothes properly. When has Yang Chunhua ever done any of these chores? She's really holding back her anger now."
Ever since Guan Lian married into the family, she has been living a life as comfortable as an old lady in the old society. Now that she suddenly has to do everything, how can she not be frustrated?
After a few jokes, everyone realized that everyone used to envy her. Although they felt that her family was bullying Xiao Guan and not helping her at all, they knew she was living a really good life. Although Chen Wei wasn't a great husband, he was an excellent son.
Now that his wife and son are gone, this man's true colors have finally come to light. Although everyone feels that Yang Chunhua brought this upon herself, and that if she hadn't treated Guan Lian so badly before, she wouldn't be living like this now.
However, now there is more contempt for Chen Wei. It turns out that he was so good to his mother before because he didn't have to do anything and forced his wife to be filial to his mother. Now that his wife has left and he has to do things himself, he has forgotten to be a dutiful son.
Tsk tsk tsk, now he doesn't even give money, he's practically keeping accounts every day. He has to ask how much he spent on groceries. He used to be so generous, handing over his entire monthly salary to his mother.
"Serves her right, let her enjoy the good life she has with her son!"
Yang Chunhua didn't want to stay outside any longer. She carried her bowl into the house and slammed it on the table. Chen Junsheng hid in the house, picking at his fingers, afraid that his grandmother would scold him. But his grandmother didn't say a word. She picked up her chopsticks, sat down at the table, and started eating.
She added too much water and boiled it dry, but it was still rice after all. She had been drinking water every day for the past few days, and it was so hard to eat dry rice again. Even though she was a little choked, she swallowed it immediately. She finished the meal that was originally for two people by herself, and even ate all the stir-fried cabbage.
I ate quickly, and after finishing, I let out a burp and looked at the clean bowl and chopsticks with a sigh.
"come over!"
Grandma's expression was so serious that it left a psychological scar on Chen Junsheng. In addition, he remembered that when he almost choked to death, Grandma was not the first to save him.
Watching her finish all the food by herself, he huddled in the corner and watched silently. He didn't eat any of the pastries. He was also a little hungry, but he didn't dare to ask his grandmother for food.
Hearing Yang Chunhua call him to hurry over, he followed her instructions and poured a cup of hot water. Yang Chunhua took the hot water and drank a few sips. She then slowly ate the pastries she had snatched from him, one by one, and let out a long sigh after finishing.
She was almost full after finishing her meal, but she didn't leave a single piece. The pastries from the supply and marketing station were indeed good, made with high-quality ingredients. After finishing, she clapped her hands and asked Chen Junsheng to clear the table and wash the food.
"Wash the dishes, and clean up the pots and pans outside too. Otherwise, I'll give you a piece of my mind. Get out of here and stop getting in my way!"
Chen Junsheng bit his lip, rubbed his rumbling stomach, and had no choice but to take the bowl outside to wash it.
Whether he was here or in Northeast China, he always had to help with household chores within his capabilities. However, the way his mother asked him to do chores was different from the way his grandmother asked him to do chores.
At least Mom won't finish her food and make him clean up the dishes. Even in the dead of winter, if she makes him wash the dishes, she'll boil some water in the pot first.
Moreover, since he returned from Northeast China, his grandma and dad have never let him do any housework. He only needs to go out and play with his old friends every day.
Now, holding the bowl and chopsticks, Chen Junsheng felt somewhat lost. The water from the tap was icy cold, and he almost got frozen. His grandmother had just told him to wash with cold water, saying that they were using coal sparingly. Chen Junsheng could only use a ladle to collect some cold water.
It's lunchtime now. Everyone lives in the same building, so their mealtimes are all pretty much the same. At this time, almost everyone is eating at home. He washed the bowls, chopsticks, and burnt pot with cold water. His hands were already frozen red and almost numb.
The family next door had also finished eating and were clearing away their dishes. There was still some hot water in the pot. They noticed that the young man's hands were red from the cold as he was cleaning up, and they frowned.
"Why are you the one washing the dishes? You didn't even boil some water. Where's your grandma? Did she go out to play cards again?"
Chen Junsheng remained silent and shook his head quietly. Grandma must have found out he was eating alone and was angry.
Seeing that he didn't speak, the neighbor could only sigh helplessly. Sure enough, this child still needed to stay with his mother. It seemed that Yang Chunhua couldn't keep up the act for long and had already given herself away. She probably didn't know that the other person's mother had already returned.
"Sigh, young man, just bear with it a little longer. Your mother will take you away soon, and you won't have to suffer in this house anymore."
"...My mom?"
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