The little ancestor of the family

Ye Xinran and Changping looked outside together and saw Mrs. Zhang coming in hurriedly.

"Why are you making a fire so early? You don't know how to cook. Isn't that a waste of firewood?"

Before she could finish her words, Mrs. Zhang saw Ye Xinran walking out of the kitchen.

He immediately asked, "Why are you here?"

Ye Xinran was so angry that she laughed: "This is my kitchen, of course I can come whenever I want!"

"You can also cook?" Mrs. Zhang obviously didn't believe it.

Ye Xinran looked at her coldly: "How do you know I can't cook? Have you asked at my house?"

Mrs. Zhang was speechless for a moment: "Do you even need to ask about this? You are a young lady..."

"What's wrong with the young lady? Can't the young lady cook?"

From what Changping and Changan said yesterday, Ye Xinran was certain that the old lady Zhang in front of her was not a good person, so she was no longer polite to her.

"How can you talk like that, girl? I came here with good intentions to help. If it weren't for me, these three children would have starved to death long ago!"

"Come and help? You didn't get paid?"

Ye Xinran asked back, "If you get paid, it's not called helping, it's called being employed. Xiao Huaian hired you to cook for the children, isn't it your duty to do this? Did Aunt Zhang mistake her identity?"

Since she started working at the Xiao family, Mrs. Zhang has never encountered anyone so rude.

Even Xiao Huaian had never spoken to her in this tone.

She wanted to get angry, but when she thought of the piece of meat in the kitchen, she decided to endure it.

It won’t be too late to get angry with this woman after you secretly get the meat.

“Oh, I’m just making a wild guess, it would be even better if you can cook!

If I'm too busy to have time in the future, you can always cook for yourself."

After saying that, she lowered her head and walked into the kitchen.

Ye Xinran took a step forward and stood in front of her.

Mrs. Zhang looked up with a look of surprise: "What are you doing!"

Ye Xinran: "No need to wait for you, I can cook it myself now."

Mrs. Zhang: "What do you mean?"

"Don't you understand? I'm telling you that you won't have to cook for the Xiao family anymore."

"you……"

Mrs. Zhang originally thought that the bride couldn't cook, so she came over to laugh at her and make her give up.

And now, the bride wants to chase me away?

How could she accept this? She put her hands on her waist and said, "Mr. Xiao hired me. Why are you chasing me away?"

"Because I'm the mistress of this house!"

Ye Xinran also put her hands on her hips and said, "From now on, I will take care of all the household affairs. If you don't leave, are you waiting for me to ask you to get out?"

Mrs. Zhang was very angry and just happened to see Chang'an running towards her barefoot.

Changan seemed to be still asleep, rubbing his eyes and shouting, "Auntie, Auntie!"

Mrs. Zhang picked up little Chang'an and said in a fake tone, "Oh, this child, why did you come out barefoot? What if he catches a cold? Mrs. Zhang was so distressed when she saw this.

Changan, do you like the dishes cooked by Grandma Zhang the most? "

Chang'an was startled when he was picked up and woke up instantly.

He shook his head: "Aunt, I like the dishes you cook the most!"

Mrs. Zhang was looking at Chang'an with a fake smile, but when she heard this, her expression changed immediately: "What did you say?"

Changan was even more frightened, and shouted in the direction of Ye Xinran with his hands outstretched: "Auntie, Auntie, save me!"

Changping was quick-witted and quick-handed. He rushed over and snatched Chang'an from Zhang Po's hands.

Ye Xinran also picked up the broom on the ground and said, "Aunt Zhang, I have said everything I need to say. If you are not satisfied, you can wait for Xiao Huaian to come back and find him.

But I'd like to trouble you to explain to me what happened to the second brother being beaten?"

"I……"

Mrs. Zhang's palms immediately started sweating!

She didn't expect that Changping would even tell Ye Xinran such a thing.

It had been so long and he hadn't told Xiao Huaian, so how could he tell this woman?

But what does it matter if I tell her? Mrs. Zhang said with her neck stiffened:

"I was disciplining the child for Master Xiao!

If a child makes a mistake, we must discipline him! What's more, he is so young and steals food!

When I was a kid, I stole needles. When I grew up, I stole gold! I did this for the sake of the Xiao family. "

Hearing Mrs. Zhang's righteous words, Ye Xinran's face instantly turned cold:

"Stealing food? Then I want to ask, whose food did he eat?"

"Yes..." Mrs. Zhang was speechless.

"It's the Xiao family's stuff!" Ye Xinran answered for her.

“This is the first time I’ve heard that eating food from your own home can be called stealing.

Or, you have taken over this place and regarded it as your own home."

Mrs. Zhang was stunned by Ye Xinran's question.

The woman's voice was not loud, and her tone was not fierce, but her words were like hammers, and every word hit the vital point.

Mrs. Zhang was sweating on her back and was thinking about how to deal with Ye Xinran, but she didn't notice that Changping, who was standing behind her, was already in tears.

Changping didn't expect that her aunt would protect her after the matter was exposed.

He was so hungry that day that he took a freshly steamed bun from the kitchen.

But just when he had eaten half of it, he was slapped by Grandma Zhang.

Grandma Zhang beat him and scolded him, saying that he brought shame to the Xiao family. He stole steamed buns when he was a child, and who knows what he will steal when he grows up.

The Xiao family has a bad family tradition, and staying in the village will bring disaster! She wants to tell the head of the village to drive the whole family out of the village.

Changping was extremely scared at that time.

He was afraid that Grandma Zhang would tell others about this and cause his uncle to be looked down upon, so he cried and begged her not to tell anyone.

From then on, Grandma Zhang would withhold food from him and Chang'an from time to time, but he dared not say anything.

Because Grandma Zhang said that if she told anyone, she would tell the head of the village that the second son of the Xiao family was a thief.

Now that this matter has finally been spoken out, the stone that was weighing on his heart has finally been removed.

"I didn't steal, I didn't steal! I'm not a thief!"

Changping looked up at the sky and cried loudly until his voice became hoarse.

Ye Xinran felt so heartbroken after hearing the whole story.

She walked over, held Changping in her arms, gently stroked his head, and said:

"Yes, you didn't steal. The food you ate was bought for you by your uncle, how can that be called stealing!

In my opinion, the real thief is someone else!"

Ye Xinran said this and looked at Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang looked panicked.

"Whoever stole it, I'm not the kind of person who has dirty hands!"

"Pa!" Before she could finish her words, Ye Xinran slapped her hard in the face.

"I originally thought you were just trying to take advantage of a little bit of money, but I didn't expect you to be so shameless that you actually took advantage of your age to bully an ignorant child. This is what I'm paying you back on behalf of Changping!"

"You, you dare to hit me!"

Mrs. Zhang had never suffered such a loss before, so she reached out to pull Ye Xinran's hair.