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"Dad, my sister asked me to bring you some cakes."

Su Xiangsheng tiptoed into the room, placed the pancakes on the bedside table, and said crisply, "These are egg and white flour pancakes. My sister specially went to the oil press to buy freshly pressed peanut oil. They smell so good, Dad. Please eat them while they're hot."

Su Qingfeng was leaning against the edge of the bed peeling corn when he heard the sound. He looked up, was taken aback when he saw the flatbread, and then frowned and asked, "What's going on? Why are there so many?"

"Father, please don't hide it from us anymore!"

Su Xiangsheng pouted, his little face puffed up with anger:

“I know that Grandma and Second Uncle secretly made and ate some egg pancakes yesterday, but they didn’t want you to know, saying they wanted to finish them quickly. I told my sister, but she couldn’t stand it, so she busied herself making these pancakes and asked me to give them to you first.”

Su Qingfeng's eyes dimmed, and a hint of helplessness and struggle appeared on his face. So that's what it was about.

He sighed, pulled his son to his side, and slowly explained:

“Asheng, your father is still injured and can’t work in the fields, so he’s already in the wrong. Your second uncle is shouldering the heavy responsibility of the autumn harvest, so it’s only right that your grandmother makes him some pancakes. It’s just a few egg pancakes, nothing much.”

“Your grandmother raised us with great difficulty, and we, as her juniors, can only obey her thoughts and actions. I only hope that she can be happy. Don’t hate your grandparents because of these trivial matters, understand?”

Upon hearing his father's words, Su Xiangsheng's lips drooped even more, his eyes reddened, and he said in a tearful voice:

“But Dad, you got hurt because of Second Uncle. Aren’t you hungry or upset? You should be resting properly after getting injured. How can they secretly give you special treatment like this? Even if Grandma loves Second Uncle, she can’t just ignore you like this.”

Su Qingfeng shook his head slightly and continued to argue:

“Your second uncle didn’t mean to hurt Dad, so how can you blame him? He works in the fields every day and his physical strength is greatly depleted. Grandma just wanted him to replenish his strength. How could I compete with your second uncle for a bite of food?”

"Alright, don't worry about Dad. Dad will get better soon. Don't overthink it."

Su Xiangsheng abruptly broke free from his father's embrace and jumped to the opposite side of him, stamping his feet in frustration: "Dad, you're just being unreasonable! You're injured, so you should rest and recuperate properly. How can Grandma be so biased?"

He seemed completely enraged, his little face turning bright red: "You only side with Grandma and Second Uncle! You don't care about yourself at all, nor do you care about my sister's feelings! Humph, I'm ignoring you!"

After saying that, he glared at his father, turned around angrily, and walked away, his footsteps thumping on the ground, leaving Su Qingfeng staring blankly at the door.

Watching his son's figure disappear around the corner, Su Qingfeng opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

Sigh, when did this home become like this...?

With tears streaming down his face, Su Xiangsheng ran sobbing all the way to the kitchen. Su Li was cleaning the stove, where two full baskets of flatbreads were steadily placed.

The golden egg pancakes glistened slightly with oil, the aroma of wheat and eggs mingling together, making one's mouth water just by looking at them.

Seeing Su Xiangsheng's expression, Su Li immediately understood what her father and brother had said.

It's nothing but self-deception and whitewashing; she's tired of hearing it all. Now, she's probably not even able to fool Asheng anymore.

She quickly put down the rag in her hand, squatted down, and gently wiped away the tears on Su Xiangsheng's cheeks with a handkerchief.

"It's okay. We don't care what Dad says, we just need to know what's right for us. Come on, the pancakes are ready. Let's go and give them to Grandpa, Grandma, and Uncle and Uncle so they can eat together."

Su Xiangsheng stood there stunned, his eyes wide, and cried out in a tearful voice, "Sister, why did you still make pancakes for Dad after they treated him like that?"

Su Li gently patted Su Xiangsheng's head, a smile playing on her lips: "You'll find out when you get there. Do you think your sister would let you suffer?"

In the fields, the Su family members had just put down their rice bowls.

Zhou's cooking skills are not bad, but he can barely cook the food.

The meal was rather tasteless for everyone, but no one could say much about it.

Grandma Su's face was long. She wanted to say a few words, but what could she do when the old man had to save face for the eldest son's family?

If it weren't for the fact that Zhou was Xiangming's biological mother, she really wanted to teach that useless woman Zhou a lesson. Cooking like this is such a waste of food!

Su Qingtian smacked his lips, thinking to himself that this meal was not even as good as the pancakes his mother had made for him yesterday.

However, if you put two more eggs and a little more sesame oil in that pancake, it would definitely taste even better. Sigh, Mom is really stingy, even when she makes him a pancake. Next time I'll have to have a good talk with her...

"Hey? That person looks like our Li'er! She's walking this way. What's she holding? A pancake?"

Upon hearing the words "pancakes," Su Qingtian jumped up from the ground and stared intently at the figure on the ridge of the field.

"Mother, it really is Li'er who brought the pancakes!"

The Su family was completely bewildered. Hadn't they just eaten? Why was food being delivered again?

Before they could even speak, the other households nearby started teasing them.

"The Su family is really well-off. They just ate a meal, why are they eating pancakes again? How can they possibly eat that?"

"Hey, this pancake looks golden brown. You must have used a lot of oil, right? I saw his fourth daughter go to the oil press this morning. Looks like she was making these white flour pancakes."

Grandpa Su was completely bewildered until Su Li brought her younger brother closer, at which point he came to his senses.

Looking at the two full baskets of white flour pancakes in front of him, he couldn't help but frown:

"What's going on? Your aunt cooked today, why are you bringing food too? And these pancakes..."

“Grandpa, recently Asheng and I have saved some money by digging for medicinal herbs. My dad is recovering from his injury and can’t work, so I thought I’d do something for the family.” Su Li lowered her head slightly, seemingly a little embarrassed.

"Father, since it's Li'er's idea, we can't let her down. Besides, I didn't eat enough at noon!"

Su Qingtian felt that God was really looking out for him, as everything he wished for came true. He reached out and grabbed a pancake, which he ate with relish.

But Zhou's expression was not so good.

Not full? What do you mean? You just think her cooking is bad?

Zhou felt a tightness in her chest. She stared intently at the pancake in front of her, a mocking smile suddenly curving her lips:

"There's way too much oil in this, Li'er. You're young and inexperienced. Even if we had a lot of oil, we couldn't afford to use it like this!"

"But Grandma used so much oil when she made pancakes for Second Uncle yesterday. She said the more oil, the tastier they are."

Su Xiangsheng, who had been silent all along, suddenly raised his small face and looked timidly at Zhou Shi.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned.

"Oh, so that's why you complained about my cooking. Turns out you've been secretly cooking for me every day!"

Zhou's face flushed instantly, and she stared at Su Qingtian, who was frozen in place, with a forced smile:

"Mother, they are all your sons, how can you be so biased towards one over the other?"