This is terrible! My future prime minister keeps trying to kiss me forcibly.

She knew all too well how many wrong things this girl had done in the past, but to err is human, to forgive divine.

Why not give her another chance?

Moreover, one's eyes don't lie.

As Ye Xiaoxiao stepped forward, He's mother took her hand.

“Xiao Xiao, the bowl of medicine you gave us yesterday is a lifesaver for our family,” she said, looking up at her children. “If any of them treat you badly, just tell me and I’ll teach them a lesson.”

“And you two,” Mother He tapped the two little ones on the forehead, “Don’t be so disrespectful all the time. You should call Xiao Xiao your sister-in-law.”

Ye Xiaoxiao knew that He's mother was supporting her, and she felt a surge of gratitude. In fact, her medicine only had the function of warming the middle and stopping bleeding.

After speaking, Mother He coughed again: "Cough cough cough..."

"Mother, let me help you inside to take a look."

After saying this, Ye Xiaoxiao helped Mother He into the room. After carefully taking her pulse, she thought that after taking one or two more doses of the previous prescription, she could change the prescription.

......

Meanwhile, Aunt Sun, still furious, returned home and grew angrier the more she thought about it.

She rinsed her mouth with the large water vat more than a dozen times, but still felt a faint stench in her mouth, which made her feel nauseous.

Seeing her husband, Li Dazhu, and son quietly drinking porridge, her anger flared up even more.

"Eat, eat, eat! All you two bastards know is how to eat! I've been beaten up, you two cowards! Neither of you can bring me any honor!"

He stormed over and kicked the small wooden basin of porridge to the ground.

Fatty stared at the two red marks on his mother's face and smacked his lips: "Mom, that's the porridge Dad left for you."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Sun became even angrier. She snatched the bowls from the father and son and smashed them on the ground. The rice porridge spilled all over the floor, and the kitchen was a mess.

She yelled, "If I have nothing to eat, then nobody else should eat either!"

"Mom, Dad and I are full."

Aunt Sun felt like she had punched cotton, so she sat down on the spot, slapped her thigh, and burst into tears.

It's bad enough that her husband doesn't understand her, but her son only adds to her troubles.

"I lost face in front of the villagers today. Those women are probably laughing at me behind my back. In the past, everyone bullied our family."

Li Dazhu thought to himself: You're already being kind by not bullying anyone else, who would dare to bully you?

"It's all that little wench Ye Xiaoxiao's fault; she's the one who caused all this trouble."

Li Dazhu couldn't hold back any longer: "If you hadn't gone to see this spectacle, how would you have gotten yourself into this mess?"

"If everyone else is going, why can't I?"

Li Dazhu didn't argue with her, letting her throw a tantrum on the ground, and then he picked up his hoe and went out.

When the chubby boy heard that his mother had been bullied by Ye Xiaoxiao, he felt even more disgusted with He Wuyou and his sister.

......

He Jing was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, He Wuyang was sitting in the corner starting a fire, and He Wuyou was squatting on the ground picking wild vegetables.

"Big brother, did that wicked woman really fool our mother like that?"

Upon hearing Wuyou's words, He Jing paused in his hand as he scooped water. He thought that his mother's complexion had indeed improved a lot compared to before. Although she was still coughing, she was more energetic than usual.

Then, glancing at Ye Xiaoxiao as she came out of her mother's room and headed towards the kitchen, she said, "Just listen to your mother and don't make her angry."

"Also, don't keep talking about 'bad women,' Mother doesn't like it."

He Wuyou: "Oh."

He Wuyang: "Oh."

Ye Xiaoxiao paused, and upon hearing these words, a smile appeared on her lips, her starry eyes filled with laughter.

It seems that Mother He's words were effective. From now on, I must stick close to her. The most urgent task is to cure Mother He's illness.

As she entered, she saw He Jing stirring the rice porridge in the iron pot with his sleeves rolled up, the veins on his arms exposed in the air, exuding a strong presence.

Indeed, men who cook are the most handsome.

She hadn't forgotten the important matter, and meeting his deep gaze, she said, "My mother wants to see you."

He Jing put down the spatula, wiped his hands, and left the kitchen.

Ye Xiaoxiao naturally picked up the spatula and continued stirring the porridge in the pot. The aroma of rice from the porridge was so enticing that she became even hungrier.

He Wuyang, who was tending the fire nearby, had a rosy face reflected in the firelight, and his little eyes were full of focus, making him incredibly adorable.

"Ah Yang is really good at starting the fire. Look how white and fragrant this congee is. It's all thanks to you."

He Wuyang was still young, and besides, this was the first time she had heard someone praise her like this.

Her older brother wasn't good at praising people, and although she felt a little hostile, she couldn't help but smile.

He Wuyou, standing to the side, remained expressionless, but inwardly resentful: "I'm much better than you who can only burn down the kitchen!"