CHAPTER 47: CHAPTER 46: THE LITTLE DEVIL’S REVENGE

The Second Lang’s wife was pleased, said a few charming words, and turned around to leave.

Granny Song pretended not to see, lowered her head and shoveled rice into her mouth.

On any other day, she would have jumped three feet high and cursed, but today, it was the old man who showed up, having recently escaped death. Granny Song was superstitious and felt that within this period, peace at home was the best thing.

Thinking this way, she remained silent, considering herself, as the grandmother, giving the three granddaughters a bite of meat as an act of kindness.

Granny Song didn’t speak up, and Wen Wan, as the younger sister-in-law, wasn’t likely to stand out and criticize her elder sister-in-law. Besides, even if she did express something, the Second Lang’s wife wouldn’t understand.

Song Wei’s expression was quite indifferent, clearly accustomed to such matters. Seeing Wen Wan about to put down her chopsticks, he reached out and took the empty bowl in front of her, picked up the soup ladle, scooped half a bowl of rib soup, and pushed it over, whispering, "Added yam, the soup is quite good, drink some more."

Wen Wan dared not waste in front of her mother-in-law, obediently drank the soup before stepping down from the table.

Song Yuanbao was the second to finish eating; he set down the bowl and chopsticks and went to find Wen Wan.

At the previous dinner table with his granny and grandpa present, he didn’t dare make a peep, but now in front of his stepmother, he finally spoke up, patting his little chest, "Don’t worry, Mom, I won’t let Second Aunt eat our ribs for free."

Wen Wan looked at him, amused.

Song Yuanbao said mysteriously, "Just wait, in the evening, I’ll go to their house to eat and come back."

Wen Wan raised an eyebrow, clearly not planning to stop this little devil’s "opportunistic revenge."

After coming to the Song family for so long, she already had an understanding of the Second House’s situation.

Every time good food is made here, the second sister-in-law likes to come over flying the flag for the three little girls to ask for some.

Mother-in-law, although cursing second sister-in-law every time, wouldn’t truly deprive the three granddaughters; in the end, some food will always be given.

Wen Wan wasn’t narrow-minded to see the three girls of the second household doing well, just didn’t want second sister-in-law to take mother-in-law’s and husband’s tolerance as a habit.

There’s an old saying, "Eat from someone else’s hand, and you’ll be soft-mouthed," but second sister is quite happy taking advantages from the third house while carelessly ruining Song Wei’s reputation everywhere she goes.

Having eaten well, she blames the cook; after chanting sutras, she hits the monk. Such outrageous things, she actually manages to do.

Mother-in-law’s tolerance, it’s for those three girls. Even though she really hopes for a grandson, the second house has already given birth. No matter how she dislikes it, they are still her legitimate granddaughters, there’s no escaping from it.

Husband’s tolerance is because back in the day, when the family wasn’t split, he studied in the town school and the second house had contributed money and effort.

But Wen Wan is different; she hasn’t received any favor from the second house, no need to bear it repeatedly in such matters.

Besides, just for a meal of meat, the second sister-in-law is already so audacious, utterly unruly, what’s stopping her from dragging her family over when the husband becomes an official, taking advantage of favors as payment?

Wen Wan doesn’t understand politics, but she knows that officials can’t have any stains on them.

If one wants to be a clean official in the future, one must eliminate any small potential threats now.

Thinking of this, Wen Wan regained her senses and gestured to Song Yuanbao to give some instructions.

Song Yuanbao nodded repeatedly, went to the study and did half an afternoon’s homework, and as dusk fell, sneaked into the courtyard of the second house.

Before long, a loud crying and howling from the Second Lang’s wife came from next door.

The reason was that, after Song Yuanbao went over to tell Song Erlang that he wanted to eat chicken at home, his mother told him that most of the chickens were eaten at the last feast; only a few half-grown ones were left in the coop, not at the time for slaughter yet. So, he came over to the second house to take a look and found Second Aunt’s chickens were nice, craving, wanting to eat some chicken, suggesting Second Uncle slaughter one and stew it.

With such words from the eldest nephew, despite reluctance, Song Erlang had to go to the coop and grab a chicken to show some gesture.

Once the neck was wiped and blood spilled, the Second Lang’s wife came in from outside, seeing her egg-laying chicken slain, her heart, liver, and lungs twisted in pain, she instantly screamed, wanting to curse.

Song Yuanbao, holding the chicken, loosened his hand and tossed it into the hot water basin for plucking, laughingly saying, "Second Aunt likes eating our family’s ribs, I like eating your family’s fat chickens too. In the future, you can come often for ribs, and I will come often to take your chickens, saving Second Aunt from not liking chicken and wasting feed."

This was a direct poke at Second Lang’s wife’s lungs; she felt faint, almost passed out from anger.