The next day is Sunday.
Li Aimei arrived early, bringing food she had made herself: a bowl of millet porridge, some pickled vegetables stir-fried with soybean oil—perfect for eating with rice or porridge. She also steamed a bowl of egg custard with three drops of sesame oil. Her two younger siblings were drooling with envy.
Knowing it was for Yun Jin, they desperately held back their saliva, saying they couldn't eat it and had to give it to their sister-in-law.
Yun Jin was surprised that Li Aimei had brought food early, even before her sister-in-law, Li, arrived.
"Why did you send the food? Someone else will be bringing it later." Yun Jin said, feeling embarrassed.
Li Aimei said, "Since I have nothing else to do, and I was thinking about how hard it was for my sister-in-law to give birth, I made some delicious food and brought it over. Come and see if the eggs are tender!"
Unable to refuse Yun Jin's hospitality, she smiled and took a bite: "It's delicious. Have you had any?"
"Eat at home." Li Aimei told Yun Jin to eat while it was still hot.
The other new mothers looked longingly at the steamed egg custard in Yun Jin's bowl and said to their husbands, "I want to eat steamed egg custard too."
“I want to eat it too. What kind of family are we? You can calculate how much money you spent on this hospital birth. Eggs are such a precious thing, one is enough.”
New mother: "......"
The others didn't dare to speak, after all, their family wasn't well-off either.
He could only watch enviously as Yun Jin ate the steamed egg custard, his saliva drooling as he swallowed it.
The smell of sesame oil made their stomachs rumble with hunger.
The man, disgusted by the sight of the food, took some grain and went to the hospital cafeteria to borrow a stove to cook for his wife; she couldn't go hungry.
Even without eggs, we can still eat porridge made from flour and other grains.
If all else fails, sweet potato porridge will also work.
Compared to Yun Jin's eggs, millet porridge, and stir-fried pickled vegetables.
The other new mothers ate much more meagerly.
It's barely enough to fill you up.
Some people scoffed, "Soldiers are different. When they have a daughter, they get to eat and drink well. When I had my daughter, I didn't see a single feather, let alone an egg."
"That's right, soldiers really do make money. I wish I had found a soldier too."
Others also regretted not finding a good man.
The words "money-losing goods" made Yun Jin frown.
In particular, someone bluntly said: "Young lady, you are so lucky. Your husband doesn't mind having a daughter at all and treats you well. You should take good care of yourself so you can give your husband a big, healthy son next time."
Yun Jin rolled her eyes: "Big Socks, what are you saying? You gave birth to a big, healthy boy, but I haven't seen your man treat you that well, have I?"
What did you call us?
"Big...big socks?"
Yun Jin said innocently, "Sorry, it was a slip of the tongue. I meant, sisters-in-law, you've wasted your lives having sons. Look at me, I had a daughter and I still get to eat eggs, but you had sons and you don't even get to eat eggs."
"What does this mean? It means your men don't care about you at all. You at least gave birth to a son. Don't even mention chicken, you should at least have enough eggs, right?"
The older women were heartbroken.
Look at the eggs that Yun Jin can't finish eating.
Then she thinks about how she wants to eat but can't, and the man looks like he's making a fuss.
They felt wronged, but they didn't say anything.
In the past, if they had given birth to a daughter, they would have accepted it.
Now, a group of women who have given birth to sons are being laughed at by someone who has given birth to a daughter, and it makes them so angry.
Yun Jin felt a sense of satisfaction seeing their unhappy faces. They made her unhappy and disliked her precious daughter, so she decided to make them unhappy as well.
Soon, their men brought over food they had prepared themselves. Compared to Yun Jin's delicious food, theirs was practically pig swill.
One of the sisters-in-law snapped, "I've already given birth to a son for your Wang family, don't I deserve an egg? If you don't give me an egg today, you can feed your son yourself, I won't."
Comrade Wang: "......"
Another sister-in-law retorted, "Eat, eat, eat! You can eat this pig slop if you want, but I'm not eating it. I might as well starve to death. Your son will starve just the same if I don't have milk!"
The child's father: "......"
The third woman looked at the rice cereal being fed to her and refused to eat, saying, "I want to eat something better."
The fourth one is direct: "You decide for yourself."
The four men had just been gathered together, saying that their wives were easy to take care of, would eat whatever they were given, and never complained.
Now they've all been proven wrong, and looking at their wives who are giving them attitude, they all look embarrassed.
When He Tingchuan returned from washing up, he was stared at by four pairs of eyes. He dared not speak out against their anger, and left in a huff with the postpartum meal he had painstakingly prepared.
He Tingchuan was puzzled: "What's wrong with them?"
"Let's go make postpartum meals again!" Yun Jin was in a great mood.
The women were a little scared, worried that they might become too arrogant because they had given birth to sons, and that their husbands might not take care of them.
When their men each bought an egg for them to eat, they all looked at Yun Jin with pride and smugness, as if to say, "It's just an egg, who can't afford to eat one?"
Yun Jin: "......"
Sister-in-law Li arrived around noon, and the food she brought was hardly what one would expect from a postpartum woman.
The millet porridge was cooked until it was thin, with more water and smaller millet grains.
Yun Jin said she wanted to eat green vegetables, which were cooked until very soft and mushy, clearly having been simmered with the pot covered.
Yun Jin couldn't eat lunch.
Sister-in-law Li felt that she was difficult to please: "I made this according to your menu. This is not the postpartum meal you wanted. I made it for you, but you won't eat it."
He Tingchuan glanced at the poorly prepared, inedible postpartum meal that Sister Li had deliberately made, and his eyes turned cold.
Sister-in-law Li got scared and stammered, "My cooking skills are just like this, there's nothing I can do about it!"
Yun Jin realized that Sister Li was deliberately trying to annoy her: "It's not like we're not giving you rice, flour, or food coupons."
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