70: The Soldier King's Supernatural Wife, Three Babies in One Child

"If you don't know, just refuse directly. There's no need to be afraid of offending anyone. Yang Juhua and the others are just parasites living in my house. You don't have to be polite to them, including Gu Suyi and the others. You don't have to be nice to them either."

Lu Chaoyan cleaned up the house and went out with Lu Yuanyuan in her arms. Lu Xiang was cooking dinner in the kitchen.

It was a thin porridge made of brown rice with a lot of pumpkin in it, and next to it was a pot of fried beans, but there was no oil either.

It looks like I have no appetite at all.

Yang Juhua pulled the two children into the house and took brown sugar out of their pockets, not forgetting to curse Lu Chaoyan in a low voice for being stingy and heartless.

"Yan'er, call your father and auntie to eat," Lu Xiang called out to Lu Chaoyan when he saw her in the yard, "your sister-in-law Cao Lan is on duty at the silkworm farm tonight and won't be back for dinner."

Without waiting for Lu Chaoyan to call out, Liu Zhibai walked out of the back door of the clinic and said, "From now on, sister-in-law and Yuwei will not eat with us. They will cook for themselves."

Lu Xiang looked a little nervous, but was both anxious and happy. "Then where are you going to eat from now on?"

Liu Zhibai didn't even look at her, walked straight into the kitchen, sat down and ate first.

Seeing this, Lu Xiang's smile grew wider. He scooped a large bowl of porridge from the pot and sent it to his second daughter's room.

Lu Chaoyan hugged Lu Yuanyuan and looked out the window of the room where Tao Rui and Hu Li lived. The things inside were still there.

It seems that Hu Li and Tao Rui have no intention of moving away.

It’s just right. I’m going to ask someone to come and renovate the house tomorrow and tear everything down.

"Yan'er, it's time to eat."

After Lu Xiang came out of the west room, he happily hugged Lu Yuanyuan and said, "You go eat first, I'll feed Yuanyuan."

Lu Chaoyan followed her into the kitchen. Yang Juhua and the two children had already sat down and were eating with Liu Zhibai first.

Lu Xiang sat at the bottom of the table, where there was only a small bowl of porridge. She picked it up and fed it to Lu Yuanyuan, not forgetting to point to the large bowl on the stove, "The cold rice is there for you, eat it quickly."

Lu Chaoyan picked up the bowl, feeling uneasy. This was Lu Xiang, a person who made people hate her but also feel sorry for her.

She is really good to her child, the kind that she is willing to sacrifice her life for, but her feelings for Liu Zhibai are above her child, and she is even willing to sacrifice her child for a man.

This made the original owner's four siblings resent her, but also love her. It even made her, an outsider, want to save her instead of giving up because of the original owner's love for her mother.

Lu Chaoyan finished her meal in a few bites, and first gave Lu Xiangsheng a large bowl of pumpkin and brown rice porridge, and then took over Lu Yuanyuan, "You eat, I'll feed you."

Lu Xiang poured some of the rice in his bowl to Lu Yuanyuan and started to eat. The dishes on the table were gone. He looked and saw that they were all in Yang Juhua's bowl. She even rolled her eyes at Lu Xiang on purpose.

Lu Chaoyan's face turned cold and he slapped the table in front of Yang Juhua.

"Yang Juhua, I told you yesterday that from today on, we will eat separately from your family. You are still eating the meals cooked by my mother, so from now on, your family should not use this kitchen anymore. Go build a shed outside to cook."

"Lu Chaoyan, how can you be so ruthless?"

Yang Juhua didn't expect Lu Chaoyan to be serious with them. She looked at Liu Zhibai and said, "His second uncle, Sandou and Yuanhang are not at home. You can't bully me like this. If you don't let me cook, how can we live?"

Lu Xiang's heart softened instantly, "Yan'er, she is your aunt, I won't die from exhaustion if I cook one more bowl of rice, please don't be like this."

"You're still making trouble, aren't you? Without your third aunt's family collecting firewood, what would you use to cook?"

Liu Zhibai always felt that Lu Chaoyan was not targeting Yang Juhua and the others, but him and Gu Suyi and her daughter in the backyard.

"Oh, after feeling sorry for your sister-in-law, you're now feeling sorry for your sister-in-law? They've settled down in my Lu family, and they think they're the bosses, right? Why should we cook for them in such a hot day?"

Lu Chaoyan questioned with a cold face.

Liu Zhibai was stunned for a moment and threw down his chopsticks, "Just do it."

Yang Juhua finally understood that Lu Chaoyan was angry at her for being lazy and letting Lu Xiang cook.

She immediately stood up and cleaned up the dishes with a smile, "Zhaoyan, Third Aunt has a bad memory. Tomorrow, we will definitely not let your mother cook for us. I will cook for you."

"No need."

Lu Chaoyan opened the cabinet where the grain was kept, and inside there were only more than ten pounds of brown rice, half a jar of corn grits, a few pumpkins, a bowl of white salt, and half a can of peanut oil.

Three days ago, when the original owner was cooking, there was a lot of flour and millet mixed with bran, and half a can of lard.

It goes without saying that the good stuff was taken to the backyard by Gu Suyi.

She opened Liu Zhibai's small cabinet, but there was nothing inside. It should have been taken away by Gu Suyi.

She divided the food, oil and salt in the cupboard into two parts and gave one of them to Yang Juhua, "Yang Juhua, we will divide the food in the cellar when we open the cellar later. This part is yours, you keep it safe, and I will put ours in my second sister's room. From now on, no one should touch other people's food.

We will also cultivate the private plots outside the courtyard separately. The land on the north wall is yours, and the land on the south belongs to us. As for Gu Suyi and the others, they did not get any private plots in the first place, so we will not give them any.

You are still the ones who pick up the firewood in the backyard until you pay the rent you owe us."

She spoke in a strong and domineering manner. Yang Juhua held her grandchildren and did not dare to refute her. She could only carry the food, oil, salt and other provisions allocated to her into the room where she slept.

Lu Chaoyan directly carried the small cabinet used to store food for Liu Zhibai into the west room, placed it in the corner behind the door, and put the food, oil and salt in it.

"Second sister, please watch out and don't let mother steal the food to others."

Lu Xiang, who helped her, patted her on the back in annoyance.

"This kid only knows how to talk nonsense. Am I stupid? Stealing food and giving it to others?"

"Do you think you're not stupid? I clearly told you yesterday that we would eat separately from now on, but you didn't listen and went to serve them with a licking face. You're such a slut!" Lu Chaoyan gave her a disdainful look, "I'm going to see my younger brother. I'll be back late. You guys go to bed early and don't wait for me."

Lu Xiang, who was scolded by her, felt very aggrieved. It was because Zhibai liked lively scenes with many people that she didn't want to eat separately.

"Mom, don't be angry. I'm doing this for your own good. Let's eat separately so you don't have to be so tired. We'll buy you some good food so you don't have to be so upset. Just take it all out. How nice!"

Seeing that she was in a low mood, Lu Yuedan tried to persuade her. Although her mother would not listen to her words at all, she still wanted to say them.

"I'm not mad at her. I'm mad at myself. I can't do anything right. I always make your father angry and tear such a lively family apart." Lu Xiang fell into self-blame again.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuedan tightened her arms around her little daughter, remembering what her third sister had told her: whenever her mother felt guilty, she should tell her that Liu Zhibai didn't like her being like this.

She quickly said, "Mom, don't say that. Dad may not like crowds. Think about it, when there were only seven of us in the family, did he laugh often?"

When I was a child, when my grandfather was alive, my father was a very good father. He was kind to them, loved to hold them, and showed off to others, saying, "This is my daughter. Why has it become so different now that I can't go back to the way I was before?"