Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

Zhou Leng actually had no intention of raising a son to provide for her in her old age, but because Fan Datian kicked her, she just took advantage of the situation and said:

"That's fine. Then you can go to the city and find a job. The three of them will stay at home. But don't worry, I will take good care of your wife and children."

Fan Chao thought his mother had returned to normal, and he smiled happily.

Two days later.

Fan Chao took a bus to the city, leaving only five people in his family.

It was already high in the morning, but the three people in the east room had not gotten up yet.

Zhou Leng didn't care if they slept in. They could sleep as long as they wanted. After the old couple finished breakfast, she started to do housework while Fan Datian went out for a walk as usual.

Qiumei got up, washed and dressed herself. After she finished feeding her child, she carried the child to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Qiumei looked at the empty kitchen. She walked to the door of the west room and pushed it open. She saw her mother-in-law leaning on the bed watching TV.

Qiumei said in a bad tone:

"Mom, didn't you make breakfast? I just finished feeding the baby. If you don't let me eat, I won't have milk to feed the baby. Can your son earn the money for the milk powder?"

Zhou Leng looked at her with a smile and said:

"Oh, I didn't know you were up right now. The key is that I don't know what you like to eat. How about I take care of the two children for you and you make something you like to eat."

Qiumei naturally didn't know how to cook, so she said, "Then give me some money and I'll go to the store to buy some food."

Who in the rural area would go to a grocery store to buy breakfast?

Zhou Leng clapped his hands and said:

"Mom really doesn't have any money. You two youngsters should live your own lives and manage your own money. Mom doesn't mind you spending too much. Then go to the grocery store and buy some. I'll call you tomorrow morning when I've finished cooking."

Qiumei looked at her mother-in-law's smiling face. She felt that she was definitely suffering from menopause syndrome. She was moody and erratic every day. She didn't say anything but turned around and left with the child in her arms.

At noon, Fan Qiheng was crying with hunger.

Zhou Leng remained unmoved in the west room.

Qiumei cursed in the east room:

"You stupid kid, why are you crying? You just cry all day long. Your mother hasn't had a meal yet, so you must be hungry too."

In fact, Qiumei was saying this for Zhou Leng to hear.

Zhou Leng naturally knew what Qiu Mei was doing. She wanted to soften her heart by letting the child cry. But there was not much work to do at home. She just cleaned the room and stayed at home.

Zhou Leng thought that if the other party was a likable daughter-in-law, she would naturally be happy to return the favor, but she really didn't like Qiumei. Maybe it was because she had the memory of her original body, so she didn't like her subjectively. Anyway, she couldn't be a good mother-in-law to the other party. It was too difficult to be a good mother-in-law to her.

Because there are not many entertainment activities in the countryside at night, people just watch TV and go to bed after dark, so they only eat two meals a day.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Qiumei and Fan Qitian, who had been hungry all day, wolfed down their food.

What kind of food can be sold in the village store? Because she has to feed her child, Qiumei cannot eat many things. She thought that if the child cried, she could ask her mother-in-law to cook for her, but she didn't expect her mother-in-law to be so heartless.

Fan Datian looked at Fan Qitian who was eating voraciously and said:

"Oh, look at how hungry my grandson is."

Zhou Leng turned his head and glanced at him.

Fan Datian continued:

"Grandson, now you know how uncomfortable it is to be hungry. I wonder if you will still sleep in tomorrow? If you don't get up early, you won't have any food to eat."

Zhou Leng nodded with satisfaction.

Fan Qitian pouted and said, "Hurry up and eat. Eating won't stop you from eating."

Bang.

Zhou Leng put down her bowl with all her strength, she looked at Fan Qitian and said:

"How can you speak to your grandfather like that? I will punish you by not allowing you to eat tonight."

She stood up and snatched Fan Qitian's bowl, and poured the rice and vegetables in the bowl into the trash can.

Qiu Mei frowned and was about to speak, but Zhou Leng turned his head and glared at her and said:

"People who don't cook have no right to say this or that. I'll take care of you, kid, and you eat your meal. Otherwise, don't eat and cook for yourself."

Qiumei knew that her mother-in-law was really stubborn. She said she was starving and she really was hungry. She really didn't want to carry firewood to cook, so she lowered her head and ate her meal.

Fan Qitian's bowl was taken away, and he rolled on the ground crying before he could even swallow the food in his mouth.

Zhou Leng walked forward, picked up his pants and clothes, gently put the child on the ground outside the yard, then closed the door and came back to eat.

Fan Qitian was crying outside the yard, waking up Fan Qiheng who was sleeping in the east room, and his little grandson also started crying.

Zhou Leng put down his bowl and said, "Qiumei, eat slowly. I'll go see Qiheng."

Qiumei nodded softly.

Zhou Leng entered the house and hugged Fan Qiheng to coax him. After wrapping the child tightly, she walked outside. She looked at Fan Qitian, who was sitting on the ground twitching and wiping his tears in grievance, and said:

"Grandson, do you know you are wrong? Grandpa is your elder, how can you talk to him like that?"

Fan Qitian said hesitantly: "That's what my father said."

Zhou Leng said: "Dad is wrong. If I hear your dad say that next time, I will pour out his food too."

Fan Qitian looked up at his grandmother and asked uncertainly, "Really?"

Zhou Leng nodded affirmatively. She took out two dollars from her pocket and said:

"Here you go. You can't eat tonight as punishment, so you can't eat. But I'll give you two dollars to buy some snacks at the store. Buy whatever you want."

Fan Qitian wiped his tears with his sleeves, then stood up and reached out to take the money.

Zhou Leng took his hand back and said, "Do you want to thank grandma?"

Fan Qitian said with a heavy nasal voice: "Thank you, grandma."

Zhou Leng handed the money to him and said, "Well, go ahead. Just watch out for cars as you walk."

Fan Qitian put the two yuan into his pocket and ran out of the yard happily. Zhou Leng followed him slowly and watched him go into the store and buy something.

The grandparents and grandchildren returned home again.

There were still tears on Fan Qitian's eyelashes, but he was smiling, showing a row of small white teeth. He said happily:

"Grandma, this is my own snack. Can I just eat it myself and not give it to my brother? I have already given my little clothes and pants to my brother."

Zhou Leng answered affirmatively:

"This is the money grandma gave you. You bought it yourself, so you can eat it yourself. You don't need to give it to your brother. Go play in the yard by yourself. Don't leave the yard. Your brother has fallen asleep again. Grandma will go and put him on the kang."

Fan Qitian nodded happily.

By the time the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren left the yard, there was no one at the dinner table, only leftovers.

When Zhou Leng entered the east room, he saw his daughter-in-law lying on the bed. She didn't say anything. She put the child down and went to the kitchen. She ate all the leftovers and then washed them.

It didn't matter if she did a little more of these small household chores. As long as the other party didn't act unreasonably or do disgusting things, she didn't want to conflict with them. After all, it was really annoying that the soul mark of her original body kept sending out signals.

It can be seen that not everyone can be a good person or a punching bag.