The all-round housekeeper is a stick

Lin Jianhua's face was dark when he got home. He knew that the child might have made some mistakes.

But if Lin Huaiyu and her mother hadn't really said some things, how could Lin Yuanze, a brat who only cares about what to eat every day, say them?

Lin Jianhua thought about having a talk with Lin Huaiyu. After carrying Xiaobao into the house, he saw Lin Huaiyu sitting and eating melon seeds while watching TV. Lin Jianhua became even angrier.

She said that she had to go home to cook after school and get off work, so she couldn't go to the factory to exchange bikes with him and let him ride the tricycle directly to pick up the child.

After making such a trip, she was cracking melon seeds at home and spitting the shells all over the floor.

"Get ready to eat." Lin Jianhua suppressed his anger and reminded Lin Huaiyu to start eating.

Lin Huaiyu said yes and called her eldest son to go to the kitchen to bring the food.

After returning home, Lin Yuanyu saw his mother sitting and eating melon seeds. He didn't expect to have dinner in the evening and was quite happy.

Rushing into the kitchen and seeing the pot of vegetable and multi-grain porridge, Lin Yuanyu couldn't help feeling disappointed.

But something is better than nothing.

When he got home and didn't see Lin Mumu, he was used to going hungry.

Lin Jianhua saw that a bowl of vegetable porridge was prepared for each person, but there was no more in the pot. He waited for steamed buns, steamed bread, or pancakes to be taken out, but was told that there was only this vegetable porridge.

A vegetable and multi-grain porridge with a handful of vegetables and a little salt.

"You said you hadn't cooked in a while, and you wanted to make us a nice dinner tonight, but this vegetable porridge is all you have?"

Lin Jianhua received a call from Lin Huaiyu, who said she hadn't cooked for a long time and planned to cook a good meal to make the children happy, and asked him to go and pick up the children.

The result of cooking a good meal is just vegetable porridge?

I still can’t cook enough vegetable and multi-grain porridge.

Lin Jianhua glared at Lin Huaiyu, who felt a little guilty and stammered that when he went to buy it, there was no fish or meat left, only a bunch of bok choy.

In fact, she ate a bowl of hot wontons after get off work before going to the supply and marketing cooperative. As a result, there were no eggs or anything else.

I went to a state-owned restaurant and bought a bowl of vegetable and multi-grain porridge. After I got home, I washed the rice and cooked a pot of porridge, then poured the vegetable and multi-grain porridge into it and stirred it.

It had been so long since she had cooked that she couldn't calculate the amount properly. Or maybe it was because she had cooked it for too long and there was less water, which made the porridge seem too little.

But she had already poured half a kettle of boiling water into the porridge and stirred it. Who would have thought that when Lin Jianhua came back, the water had been reduced again. The porridge was just right, but it didn't look very full.

I didn't expect that each person's bowl was only 80% full and it was gone.

There was nothing but porridge. Lin Jianhua was very dissatisfied.

"Lin Huaiyu, if you don't want to live a good life, go back to your Lin family."

Hearing him say this again, Lin Huaiyu was very unhappy: "I went to buy vegetables after get off work, and there is no food. I can't do anything."

"What are your plans for tomorrow, Xiaobao?"

"I'll take him to the orphanage tomorrow morning."

Lin Jianhua nodded and said, "Send Xiaobao there early, then go buy groceries. Take Xiaoze to the cafeteria for lunch tomorrow, and cook dinner tomorrow night."

Lin Jianhua, who was not full, was in a bad mood, not to mention that he had heard so many unpleasant things.

Although Lin Huaiyu and her mother were scolding Lin Mumu and the villagers, weren't they also scolding him?

Worried about him, he asked his mother to come over, saying that it is easy to invite a god but difficult to get rid of the plague god.

What do you mean?

Do you treat his mother as a plague god?

To put it bluntly, after his youngest son was registered in Lin Huaiyu's family, he had no intention of letting his mother come to take care of him.

Even if Lin Mumu was unwilling to take care of him, he didn't think it was a big problem.

Touching his hungry stomach, Lin Jianhua felt very annoyed.

It’s not as good as when Lin Mumu is at home. Even if she cooks porridge at night, they can still eat their fill.

A mother who is almost 40 years old can't do as well as her daughter who is not even 10 years old.

After saying that, Lin Jianhua went out directly.

He had been working very hard in the afternoon and was already starving. A bowl of porridge like this was not enough.

He had to go out and find something to eat.

Although Lin Yuanyu and Lin Yuanze were not full, they didn't say anything.

Lin Huaiyu was already unhappy about what her husband said in front of her children. When she turned around and saw the complaining expressions of her two children, she suddenly felt that her mother was right. These two were ungrateful people who would only recognize their mother as long as she had food to eat.

She cooked today, it’s not like she didn’t cook. Everyone has finished eating, but you still blame her!

"Please collect and wash the dishes, otherwise you won't have any pots and pans to cook and eat tomorrow, so don't blame me for not cooking."

Lin Yuanyu didn't have much hope for his mother in the first place, so he wasn't surprised when he was asked to wash dishes even though he wasn't full.

If his mother was still the same mother she was before giving birth to his little brother, he might still wonder what was wrong with his mother, or whether something happened and she was in a bad mood.

But when Dad went to the countryside, Mom was unwilling to cook, wash, or clean. He began to feel that Mom had changed.

Later, when Lin Mumu came, she became even more different.

Lin Yuanyu sometimes couldn't help but wonder, did his mother become like this because she became pregnant and gave birth to his younger brother, or was she like this before?

But he couldn't help but wonder, in the year that they moved out, his mother was a very particular mother, how could she have changed?

I washed the pots and pans with my complaining brother and tidied up the kitchen.

If the kitchen becomes as messy as it was when Lin Mumu first came, she will definitely be angry and refuse to go to the kitchen when she comes back one day.