She won't clear her name; she'll throw away all the scum.

"Here, it's written down. Here you go." Old Chen handed over a sheet of paper covered in writing. "What do you need it for? Tell me."

Grandma Xia unfolded the paper and looked at it carefully.

This is astounding! Widow Huang is truly remarkable. With all these people making so much money each month, it's no wonder that all three members of her family are dressed so beautifully.

Grandma Xia put the note in her pocket, took a shower, and went to bed.

Old Chen was so anxious and restless that he tossed and turned all night, feeling that Old Lady Xia was up to something big.

The next morning, Old Chen was woken up by a loud slap.

He opened his eyes in a daze and saw Old Lady Xia's fierce face, which immediately made him perk up.

"What's wrong? It's so early." Old Chen sighed and was about to go back to sleep.

"Go make breakfast. Do you want the whole family to go hungry, or are you going to give them money to eat out?"

Old Chen slapped his forehead, realizing he had forgotten about it.

He muttered as he got up, "I don't have any money. If anyone should give, it's you."

Grandma Xia: "I won't give it to you, so if you don't cook..."

She raised her hand to slap him.

Old Chen jumped out of bed, left the bedroom without looking back, and went into the kitchen.

After a series of clanging sounds, when the whole family arrived, they discovered that today's meal would be sweet potato porridge, with a bowl of poorly chopped pickled vegetables as a side dish.

"I don't want to eat this, I don't want to eat this!" Chen Baoyuan was the first to object. He had a habit of eating a small bowl of steamed egg custard every morning.

He couldn't drink any of the porridge, so he started making a fuss.

Old Chen's face darkened. "Boys, you have to endure hardship to rise above others."

Chen Baoyuan squirmed like a maggot in his mother's arms, saying, "I don't want to be a boy, I want to be a girl."

Zhu Wenying's face also fell. "Mom, Baoyuan and Lingling are growing up. Our family can afford to eat a single steamed egg custard, right? If it's really too much, I'll buy some eggs when I get off work to make up for it. Let's steam two bowls today."

She's gotten smarter lately; instead of confronting Old Lady Xia directly, she uses the two children as an excuse to make herself seem less selfish.

As for her saying she needs to eat more eggs, I've never actually seen her do it.

Grandma Xia sipped her porridge and said, "Tell your dad that he'll cook from now on."

"Dad, are you cooking?"

"How come Dad can cook?"

"No wonder breakfast was so bad today; it's not surprising since Dad made it."

"I don't want Grandpa to cook, it's not good, ptooey, ptooey, boohoo~"

"Mom, are you not going to cook anymore?"

Grandma Xia: "I'll be busy from now on and won't have time to cook. If you feel sorry for your dad, then you can cook for him yourselves."

"Oh, right, Xiang Hong is not allowed in the kitchen."

Chen Xianghong was holding some pickled vegetables, intending to say that she would steam them, but her mother blocked her way.

"What's going on?" Chen Xianghong asked, puzzled. "Dad's cooking isn't good. Isn't this a waste of food?"

"Waste food? If you can't eat it, keep eating until it goes bad." Grandma Xia finished eating quickly. "One day, either you'll get used to it, or your father will develop better cooking skills."

The kitchen was a mess, and Grandma Xia glanced at it before leaving.

It's the same trick again.

In a family, whoever can't stand it should clean it up. Anyway, she can manage for now, so at worst, Old Chen can just let this mess pile up.

With the money and tickets in her hands, she could go to the state-run restaurant; it was up to Old Chen to decide what to do with it.

"Mom, the interviewer from the supply and marketing cooperative said I need to come for a second interview today, so I'm leaving now."

Grandma Xia was puzzled. There was a second side?

"What did the interviewer say?"

Chen Xianghong nodded. "Yes, I ran into him on the street a few days ago. He said he came specifically to find me and tell me this news."

"Did the supply and marketing cooperative issue the notice?"

Chen Xianghong nodded, "That must be it, but I haven't had a chance to see it yet. But he wouldn't lie, would he?"

She washed her hands and went out.

Grandma Xia wanted her second son to see her off, but the child disappeared in the blink of an eye.