Time Travel: The Vicious Female Supporting Character's Counterattack

"I smell a bit. I'm going to sleep in my old room."

"You are not allowed to go anywhere. Just sleep in the room. Does your headache hurt? I'll give you a rub."

Gu Jiandongji never drinks alcohol. She only drinks a little when she gets together with her comrades or comes back to drink with her grandfather.

Shen Shuyu checked and saw that the ten-jin wine bottle was empty. Gu Jiandong must have drunk too much and his head might hurt.

Gu Jiandong was fine just now. When his wife pulled him to lie on the kang, he felt a little dizzy. "Shu Yu, my head hurts."

He was like this now, speaking with a hint of coquettishness. Shen Shuyu remembered that when Gu Jiandong was stupid, he spoke in this tone. She whispered softly, "If your head hurts, I'll rub it for you, and it won't hurt anymore."

Xiaoze looked at his father, such a big ball, nestled in his mother's arms, his eyes widened, "Mom, my dad is such a grown-up, why are you still pampering him like a child?"

"Mom is happy."

Ozawa: “…”

Xiaoze couldn't bear it anymore, so he took his pillow and went to sleep next door with Old Lady Shen.

Old man Shen was drunk, and the drunk old man was a little noisy. Xiaoze slept there for less than two hours and came back holding the pillow.

His father hadn't gone to bed yet and was pestering his mother to read him picture books. His mother actually did, and did so very seriously.

Xiaoze lay down on the kang and protested, "Mom, my dad is already a grown man, why are you still reading comic books to him? You never tell me about it. Even when I'm unhappy, you still have to comfort me."

"Isn't your dad feeling uncomfortable? Xiaoze, be good and give in to your dad tonight."

Ozawa: “…”

"Dad, are you pretending to be drunk?"

Gu Jiandong ignored his son and snuggled in Shen Shuyu's arms, listening to the storybook attentively. He was so big that if Shen Shuyu wasn't strong, she really wouldn't be able to hold him.

Gu Jiandong slept well all night with his wife's comfort. When Shen Shuyu woke up, Gu Jiandong was no longer in the house. She got up and asked her grandmother, only to find out that Gu Jiandong had gotten up early, swept the snow off the roof of his own house, and went out to help the elderly aunts and uncles sweep the snow.

"Jiandong's grandma doesn't even know how to praise him. He is filial and hardworking. He can't stay idle for a moment after coming home.

And Ziqiang is also a good boy. He is never idle when he comes home. Look, he fills up all the big water vats at home."

There were leftovers from last night, so there was no need to cook much for breakfast. Old Mrs. Shen just cooked some porridge and heated up the leftovers.

Shen Shuyu drank half a bowl of porridge, took the children out, and came back with a bucket of fish.

"We don't have a shortage of fish to eat this year, Grandma Zeng, I want to eat fish balls."

"Grandma, I want to eat pickled fish."

"Grandma, I want to eat fried fish."

As soon as the three children came back, they hugged Old Lady Shen's thighs and started ordering food. Old Lady Shen loved her children so much that she agreed. She smiled and said, "We'll have pickled fish tonight, fried fish tomorrow night, and fish balls the day after tomorrow."

"Great."

After going out, their faces and hands were frozen red. Old Mrs. Shen called them into the kitchen to warm up by the fire. Shen Shuyu's sleeves were wet, so she went back to the house to change into a cotton coat before coming out.

Gu Jiandong had not returned yet, and Shen Shuyu and the children were eating roasted sweet potatoes by the fire.

"Mom, I want to eat hot pot tonight."

"Then let's have hot pot tonight."

There were spicy spices at home, and the son wanted to eat hot pot, so Shen Shuyu started to fry the hot pot base. Xiao An and Xiao Yan had never eaten hot pot before, and when they heard Xiao Ze describe the taste of hot pot, the two little guys were drooling.

When the aroma of the hot pot base wafted out, the two children didn't go anywhere. They stood on tiptoe in the kitchen, staring at the hot pot base, "Sister, is it ready to eat? Xiao An wants to try it."

Xiaoyaner wiped her saliva and expressed her desire to eat.

"You can't eat now. You can eat in the evening. You guys go out and play first."

The two children didn't move, just sat in the kitchen. When it got dark, the two children jumped up and down, "We'll be eating hot pot soon."

The vegetables were washed, and they were put into the boiling water and cooked before eating. The kitchen could not accommodate a large family, so Shen Shuyu fried a lot of hot pot base and divided it into four portions, allowing the people from the first, second and third rooms to cook hot pot in their own kitchens.

Eating hot pot with meat is the most delicious. We don’t have much meat at home. The wild boar meat we shared yesterday was eaten up last night. The first, second and third wives all hot potted whatever they had at home. The base sauce was fragrant and everything tasted good.

Adults and children are also satisfied with the meal.

While eating hot pot, Shen Erzhu came over and said that the roof of Shen Xue's house had collapsed, and called the three brothers Shen Jiabao to come over to help.

Uncle Shen was a little anxious. "Why did the roof collapse? Is Shen Xue okay?"

"No one is wrong. They are just blaming each other. It snowed for several days, and neither Zhou Jingchen nor Shen Xue swept the roof last time. The snow kept piling up, and the roof couldn't bear it, so it collapsed."

Uncle Shen San and the three brothers Shen Jiabao went out.

Shen Qiu was also impressed by Zhou Jingchen and Shen Xue. She had never seen a roof without snow. If their roof was strong, it wouldn't matter.

Their roof was not solid at all. When they were putting up the beams and building the roof, they were reluctant to spend money on materials.

I don't know where the wood was picked up from, but the uncle who was putting up the beams said that the wood was not strong and if the snow was not cleared in time, the beams would easily collapse. Despite this, they didn't take it seriously.

"Mom, I'll go over and take a look." Shen Qiu was full, so he put down the bowl and strode out. Before leaving, he asked Shen Shuyu if she wanted to go over and watch the fun.

Shen Shuyu was not interested in watching Shen Xue crying and shouting, "You go ahead, I'm not full yet."

When Uncle Shen San and his companions passed by, Shen Xue was sitting in the middle of the yard, looking at the half-collapsed house and crying, "Is God going to let us live? I only have one house. If it collapses, where will our family live?"

Zhou Jingchen was hiding in the corner, shivering. He was lying on the kang at the time, and when he felt something was wrong, he ran out without even wearing his cotton-padded jacket. Now he couldn't get it out because it was buried inside.

"Xiaoxue, stop howling. If you don't feel cold, take off your cotton coat and give it to me."