Chapter 105: Sending Chicken Soup To The New Mother Next Door
“Who spoiled her? I just wanted Jiaojiao to taste it first, right?”
Yun Jiao, with food in her mouth, nodded vigorously: “Right!”
The kitchen immediately erupted in laughter.
In the eyes of those who loved her, no matter what small actions Yun Jiao did, or even the simple, childish things she said, would make the adults at home happy, thinking she was so well-behaved and intelligent.
This is the profound filter adults have for their own children.
Yun Jiao didn’t stay close by after eating.
When the meal was ready, Grandmother Shen brought out a bowl of chicken soup, containing three taels of chicken meat, and two pieces of bamboo fungus that had absorbed the soup, bursting with their natural flavor and the chicken soup’s taste when bitten into.
“Jiaojiao, come here quickly, this chicken leg is for you.”
“I don’t want it.”
Yun Jiao hugged her small bowl and dodged away.
Her small bowl was filled with rice, which was a mixture of rice and corn flour. Golden chicken soup was drizzled over it, making it look delicious.
“This is for Grandpa and Grandma, you’ve worked hard.”
The little fellow loved to eat. She had no human emotions in her previous life, but she was well-educated in this life.
In this harmonious and loving family atmosphere, she understood how to yield to elders and how to give her best effort while receiving kindness from her family members.
“Eat it all, there’s more.”
Grandfather Shen and Grandmother Shen smiled happily, giving Yun Jiao chunks of meat, bamboo fungus, and other dishes from the table.
“That’s enough, that’s enough.”
Her small bowl was almost overflowing.
Yun Jiao held her small spoon and diligently scooped up rice, her soft, white cheeks puffing out. Her beautiful, clear eyes were full of satisfaction, curving into lovely little crescent moons.
She didn’t notice that the family members at the dining table couldn’t help but glance at her as they ate.
So well-behaved.
Cute Jiaojiao.
Beautiful Jiaojiao.
A soft, fluffy, beautiful little hamster eating, always making people’s hearts melt and stimulating everyone’s appetite.
They all ate their fill at this meal. Uncle Shen finally took a basin and poured the last bit of chicken soup into it, then added his rice, mixed it, and ate it all happily.
Not a bit was wasted.
“Mother, why don’t you boil those eggs for Juanzi to take with her? Don’t let them fall into someone else’s mouth after you leave.”
Aunt Shen clearly understood the bad conduct of some people in the family next door.
“I’ll take the chicken soup to Juanzi first. She might not be able to eat so many eggs today.”
Yun Jiao: “Grandma, can I go too?”
She wanted to see the child; she had never seen an infant before.
“It doesn’t smell good in the room of a woman who just gave birth, but it’s fine if you don’t go inside the room.”
Yun Jiao followed closely beside her grandmother to the house next door.
As soon as they entered, they encountered the old woman and a woman dressed quite fashionably.
The clothes she was wearing were bright, her hair was permed, and she was cracking sunflower seeds in her mouth.
When she saw them enter, her eyeballs fixed on Grandmother Shen’s bowl of chicken soup.
The woman’s eyes darted around, and with a smile, she walked over: “Oh, why trouble you, Auntie? Give me this soup, and I’ll take it to Eldest Sister-in-law.”
Grandmother Shen evaded: “No need to trouble you. Juanzi just gave birth, and it’s not good air in there. If you go in while you’re still pregnant, you’ll get nauseous.”
Although Grandmother Shen spoke politely and smiled, Yun Jiao felt that her grandmother’s smile was much more perfunctory than usual.
“Hmph, you bring such good things, and she just gave birth to a son. How can she possibly eat such good food? Besides, my family cooked eggs for her. But since you’re here, give me the soup. I’ll serve her, as her mother-in-law.”
Grandmother Shen rolled her eyes so hard they almost touched the sky. If this chicken soup went into their hands, would Juanzi still get to eat it?
“Mother, what are you doing?”
Just then, Juanzi’s husband, Shen Jiang, came out. His expression was a little displeased, as he had clearly overheard the conversation.
Beside him were two girls.
Both were thin and small, wearing clothes full of patches, but they were clean.
Their faces and hands were clean. The patches were sewn with dense stitches, and there were even small flowers sewn on the collars, indicating that the person who made these clothes loved them dearly.
“Da Jiang, it’s good that you’re here. Quickly take this chicken soup to your wife. We were lucky to find a wild chicken in the mountains today.”
Shen Jiang had dark skin and an ordinary but enduring appearance, with the characteristic honest feel of a country person.
He wiped his hands on his clothes before taking the bowl of soup.
This man, who usually shouldered the heavy burdens of his family without complaint or hardship, had tears in his eyes.
“Thank you, thank you, Auntie.”
He felt a pang of sadness. His own mother didn’t value him, and she treated his wife and two children even worse.
His family was like hired laborers in this house, doing all the dirty and tiring work, but never getting any of the good food.
His wife gave birth, and his own mother was stingy and scolding even with a single egg, yet the aunt from next door brought such great kindness.
“Go ahead, go ahead. Can your little one be brought out? My granddaughter wants to see him.”
If it were cold weather in winter, she would certainly not have said this.
“Yes, of course. Auntie, please wait.”
“Da Ni, take this soup to Mother.”
“Okay.”
Da Ni carefully took the chicken soup. The aroma of the soup and the meat made her swallow hard, but she never thought of eating it herself.
It was for her mother.
Shen Jiang brought out his newborn son.
Yun Jiao stretched her tiptoes to look, then her little brows and face scrunched up.
She wanted to say he was so ugly.
But saying that in front of his father seemed inappropriate.
Grandmother Shen saw her thoughts and laughed heartily.
“All babies look like this when they’re born. After a while, their skin will become fairer and they’ll look better.”
Yun Jiao blinked her eyes, “Is that so?”
“Then what about me? What did I look like when I was this big?”
Although she remembered things from a young age, she couldn’t see what she looked like as an infant.
“Although I didn’t see it, your mother said that you were fair and tender from childhood, and very good-looking.”
Yun Jiao felt delighted; she knew it.
“Oh, you actually believe that? All babies are like that. You must have been a wrinkled, red, ugly baby too.”
An untimely voice interrupted, immediately causing Yun Jiao’s little face to fall.
Grandmother Shen’s expression also soured as she looked at the speaker.
That’s right, it was the family’s younger daughter-in-law.
The woman who was cracking sunflower seeds.
The woman’s eyes swept across Yun Jiao’s face, and she clearly felt jealous at Yun Jiao’s fair skin.
What was the use of such good skin on a little kid? Why didn’t it belong to her?
Coupled with the bowl of chicken soup, this younger daughter-in-law now found Yun Jiao and Grandmother Shen very displeasing to her eyes.
Yun Jiao: “You’re ugly.”
Just two simple words completely infuriated the woman.
“You little bitch, what are you saying!”
Grandmother Shen rolled up her sleeves and immediately went into protective mode.
“Do you know how to speak? Do you want this old woman to wash your mouth with sewage? How can your mouth be more stinky than a dung bucket!”
