CHAPTER 48: CHAPTER 48: A MINOR INCIDENT IN THE EARLY MORNING

Early the next morning, as soon as the sky lightened, Yang Dachuan got up and began to set up a simple stove under the eaves of the third branch of the family’s house. Yang Chuxia and Ms.Wang went to the Yang Family’s warehouse to carry the food that belonged to their third branch.

Old Lady Hua’s face was sour when they opened the warehouse, and her eyes carried a hint of resentment.

Yang Chuxia glanced at her coldly, snorted, and thought, ’Whether you like it or not, you have to endure it because you’re not getting any less of the food that our family is entitled to. Otherwise, I’ll make your life miserable.’

"Sister-in-law, our good days are coming! Don’t forget about me when they arrive," said Ms.Liu as Chuxia and her mother passed by the main kitchen with the grains.

Ms.Wang didn’t bother to respond due to yesterday’s events.

Yang Chuxia cast her a sidelong glance and said, "Don’t talk to my mother. With that poisonous look on your face, I’m afraid even your spit might be laced with poison. Be careful not to accidentally spit poison and kill someone."

"You little..." Upon hearing Yang Chuxia’s words, Ms.Liu reflexively wanted to curse at her, but the thought of Chuxia’s fierce fighting skills made her stop in her tracks.

Yang Chuxia sneered at Ms.Liu’s reaction, then went back to the third branch with Ms.Wang, carrying their grains. After three trips, they finally brought back all the corn to their branch.

However, the stove in the third branch wasn’t ready yet, and even when it was, they would have to wait a couple of days before they could use it. So they had to wait for the principal wife’s family to finish eating before they could use their kitchen to cook their own meals.

Yet, Ms.Luo, a scheming woman, intentionally left some unfinished porridge in the pot, refusing to serve it in bowls - all in order to keep the pot occupied and prevent the third branch from cooking. Ms.Wang went to check several times, but the porridge was still there.

Seeing this, Yang Chuxia simply took her own bowl and started serving herself the porridge, as well as filling bowls for her siblings. She didn’t stop until there was nothing left in the pot, and then called Ms.Wang to cook.

Ms.Luo was furious, but she didn’t dare to complain to Old Lady Hua because it was her decision not to serve the porridge, and Old Lady Hua would surely blame her for being lazy. So she swallowed her anger, and it felt as though her liver was hurting.

Yang Chuxia, seeing Ms.Luo’s suffering, became even happier, slurping up the porridge noisily. Ms.Luo anxiously kept looking at the principal wife’s room, afraid that Ms.Liu or Old Lady Hua would come out and see Chuxia still eating porridge.

She knew very well that the corn porridge for the third branch had just been put in the pot, and if Old Lady Hua saw them eating porridge, she would assume it was from their own branch, and then they’d be in big trouble.

Yang Qingrui, a cunning boy, saw the opportunity to stir up trouble. Pretending to be unintentional, he shouted, "Sister, I can’t finish this porridge. Would you like to have some?"

Upon hearing this, Ms.Liu scrambled out of her room, and then rushed to the kitchen to find out where the hell the kids got the porridge since the stove was still on. She saw that the morning’s leftover porridge was gone and knew exactly what had happened. Then she yelled for Old Lady Hua.

As a result, you can imagine, Ms.Luo was severely scolded.

After breakfast, there wasn’t much to do at home, so Yang Chuxia picked up a little wooden bucket, greeted Ms.Wang and Yang Dachuan, and went out. Naturally, her fanboy Yang Qingrui followed her excitedly.

"Sister, where are you going?"

"Little brother, let’s go back to the river where we caught fish before and catch some more. Last time, I saw there were also some small shrimps in there - we can bring some back as well."

The children in the family were all too thin, with obvious signs of malnutrition. She decided to catch some fish to make fish soup for her siblings to nourish their bodies. If there were any extras, she would dry them under the sun to save for future meals.