My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

“Your aunt tricked us into watering her land, and we did, but when it comes to our own land, they find all sorts of excuses not to come.”

"I've finally seen through that family. They're like bloodsucking leeches, never satisfied."

"From now on, you will not need to be filial to anyone except your mother."

“I know it’s hard for you to accept this all of this right now, but you’ll understand in time.”

Yang Fenglan placed the chicken soup rice she was holding on the bedside table.

She really didn't want to give Zhou Jingyi dinner just now.

But then I thought, what does a seventeen-year-old child know about right and wrong? He has been in contact with his mother, Yang, since he was a child.

What he knew was what he listened to his mother, and what he learned was also taught by her.

It's not that they're wrong, but Yang Fenglan felt that their belief in "suffering a loss" wasn't a blessing, but foolishness.

Teach it slowly.

The wild pheasant is free-range, with firm meat. No unnecessary seasonings are added, and one sip of the soup is all you need to experience the original, wild flavor of the chicken.

Yang Fenglan even sucked the broth off the chicken bones.

I ate two bowls of rice and drank two large bowls of chicken soup. This was the first time in several days that I had eaten so satisfyingly.

In the end, all that was left in the pot was chicken soup and chicken butts that no one wanted to eat.

Yang Fenglan took a large bowl, filled it halfway with chicken soup, picked the chicken's tail into the bowl, and then rummaged through the chicken bones on the table to find a few pieces of chicken carcass that had been cleaned, and put them all into the bowl.

There wasn't enough chicken soup, so they added some water to the bowl.

Shen Yu was completely confused. "What are you doing?"

"Thinking about it, Jingyi is right. Today, things have turned sour with the Zhou family, and it's not a good look for anyone. I have to go and offer some comfort to your grandmother, otherwise she'll feel resentful and come looking for trouble with me again, bringing up those old grievances over and over again."

Shen Yu: ?

"Xiaoyu, come with me, and we can take the water buckets back to them while we're at it."

Shen Yu hesitated for a moment before nodding: "Okay."

She was eager to see what was wrong with her mother-in-law today.

Do you really want to break ties with the Zhou family?

Shen Yu held a bowl in one hand and a bucket in the other.

Yang Fenglan used the remaining carrying pole to carry two buckets, and kept one in her hand.

The Zhou family lives in the center of Qingshui Village. Their house is twice the size of the one Yang Fenglan lives in now, and extravagantly, it has a stone wall surrounding it.

The gate was not closed, and Yang Fenglan could see at a glance that the Zhou family's doors and windows were carved and covered with brand-new tung oil paper, and the floor of the main room was even covered with bluestone slabs.

In my memory, Wang Guihua and her mother-in-law often complained to the original owner about being poor.

This made it impossible for the original owner to ask her in-laws and elder brother and sister-in-law for a single penny when she had no rice to cook.

They could barely get enough to eat until Zhou Jingyi grew up and learned to hunt for money.

Just because he had eaten his fill, the Zhou family had their eyes on him and would come every few days to ask for things in various ways.

In the courtyard, the Zhou family was having dinner, but Wang Guihua was nowhere to be seen.

Their mouths were greasy from eating, and when they saw Yang Fenglan and Shen Yu arrive, they hurriedly wiped the grease off their mouths with their sleeves and hid the fried cakes under the table.

"Mother, I've brought the water bucket." Yang Fenglan put down the water bucket and took the soup bowl from Shen Yu's hand.

Because she was wrongly accused of being a thief, Wang was still angry and didn't say anything, just stared coldly at Yang Fenglan.

I want to keep an eye on her until she admits her mistake and kneels down to apologize.

Yang Fenglan ignored her and went straight to the dining table. "Mother, today Xiaoyu and I went up the mountain and found something. We made soup for Jingyi to nourish his body, and we specially saved some for you."

Upon hearing that there was bird meat, eleven-year-old Zhou Jingzhi's eyes immediately lit up.

She hurriedly went into the kitchen to get a large bowl to pour the contents, then placed it on the table. "Second Aunt, you can go now."

Yang Fenglan smiled, her eyes crinkling, just like her previous people-pleasing personality. "Then you guys take your time eating. Xiaoyu and I have already had our whole-grain pancakes, so we'll head back now."

"Wait a minute!" Wang suddenly shouted, "Yang, what are you up to by bringing over bones that have already been eaten?"

Shen Yu: Oh wow, pills.

I'll see what you do next.