Both Pu Jiannan and Mrs. Zhu firmly believed that Mrs. Zhao would come back in despair before dark to admit her mistake, but until dark, there was no trace of Mrs. Zhao.
"Mom, I'm hungry, go and cook." Pu Jiannan said to his mother, who was sitting on a stool and drinking water, stroking her empty stomach.
They didn't cook for lunch, and ate the leftovers from the morning. They didn't even heat it up, because there was still fire in the stove and the porridge in the pot was still a little warm. The mother and son just ate the pickles.
There wasn't much porridge to begin with, so the mother and son became hungry not long after eating it, and now they were so hungry that their chests pressed against their backs.
The two of them didn't make dinner when it was time for dinner, so they were waiting for Mrs. Zhao to come back in despair! Who would have thought that Mrs. Zhao hadn't come back yet.
Pu Jiannan was so hungry that he couldn't even make a fire, so he had to ask his mother to cook.
Old Mrs. Zhu was startled at first, then frowned and put down the water glass. Ever since Zhao's daughter-in-law came in, she had been eating ready-made food, let alone making a fire to cook, and had never even touched a broom.
Although I have been cooking for decades, I won’t be able to stop cooking after more than ten years, but it is inevitable that I will become rusty.
The most important thing is that Mrs. Zhu is used to taking care of her daughter-in-law and enjoying her service. This person is already lazy and doesn't want to light a fire to cook at all.
But now that Mrs. Zhao has not come back, if she doesn't cook, the mother and son will have to starve together. If they continue to be hungry, Mrs. Zhu will feel like she is going to faint from hunger, so she has to stand up and walk to the kitchen reluctantly.
Just as he was about to step out of the door, he stopped, turned around and said to his son: "I'll cook, come and help me light the fire."
Pu Jiannan had an expression like "Mom, are you kidding me?", "Mom, when have I made a fire? Will there be a fire anywhere? You will be a little tired today. When that bitch Zhao comes back, my son will beat her hard.
I’ll give you a good beating to vent your anger.”
When they were young, Mrs. Zhu and Mr. Zhu, who had been dead for many years, doted on their only son. They never let him do things like cooking, washing, and cooking, and they were masters who would not even touch a broom.
Mrs. Zhu was upset and walked out of the main room with an unhappy face and went to the kitchen to cook.
After a while, thick smoke floated out of the Pu family's stove, and Mrs. Zhu coughed violently.
Pu Lao'er's house next door could smell a strong smell of smoke. When the people of Pu Lao'er's house smelled such a strong smell of smoke, they thought someone's house was on fire. They quickly went out to check with an oil lamp, only to find the thick smoke.
It was coming from the stove room next door, and there was no open flame. It was guessed that it was the thick smoke produced by the fire in the stove that was not properly burned.
"Mom, are you burning the house down?" Pu Jiannan was choked by the thick smoke and fell into the yard. He covered his mouth and nose and shouted towards the stove.
"Ahem, cough, cough..." Mrs. Zhu said loudly in a hoarse voice: "These firewood are too difficult to burn. They are difficult to burn and are full of smoke. Ahem..."
Mrs. Wang glanced at her mother-in-law who was standing at the door, and deliberately raised her voice and said, "The neighbor next door is cooking dinner so late. Aunt Zhao is still cooking today, which is rare."
Pu Laoer said: "Since Mrs. Zhao married into the Jiannan family, I have never seen Aunt Zhao enter the kitchen, touch the broom, or wash clothes. It seems that she is still rusty after not working for a long time. She can't even cook a meal.
The fire can no longer burn."
Pu Cuicui said: "Aunt Zhao hasn't come back yet!"
Mrs. Wang said: "Who will come back after being beaten like that? Cuicui, remember this. If you get married in the future and are beaten by your husband and mother-in-law, run home quickly and don't hesitate for a moment. Mom and dad will do it."
You decide."
Mrs. Zhuang frowned when she heard this. She was about to scold her daughter-in-law when she heard her son say, "Yes, if my uncle dares to hit you, just run home and my father will help you deal with him."
"Yeah." Cuicui responded crisply and nodded vigorously.
Chapter completed!