Chapter 97

Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Capable Bear More Labor

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Protagonist:

Chai Mi

"Heard your mom went back to her mother's family?" Su Jin said with quite some worry: "Going back to her mother's family isn't a long-term solution. Your aunt-in-law, that person, is quite petty. Staying a few days is fine, but stay too long and who knows what trouble she'll stir up."

Su Jin has gotten a bit fat, her weight estimated at one hundred thirty catties, much fatter than Chai Mi's mother Su Wan, but her face is very similar to Su Wan's.

She sighed: "Your eldest aunt-in-law might have lost her mind. That guy, when he was young, caused more trouble than anyone. Whenever something happened, he'd just run off to his little nest. I married out early, didn't have to deal with it. Your mom married out later, and she saw plenty of your eldest aunt-in-law causing trouble. She ran off every three days, today drinking pesticide, tomorrow drinking fertilizer."

Chai Mi also knew long ago that her aunt-in-law wasn't easy to get along with, but ever since she got a daughter-in-law, she stopped running off.

She couldn't be a mother-in-law herself and still keep running back to her mother's family, right?

How would that make the daughter-in-law look?

A mother-in-law who runs back to her mother's family?

That's a bit ridiculous, isn't it.

"That's all in the past. Now my aunt-in-law probably isn't like that anymore."

"That won't do either. Just let your mom stay there a few days and then come back quickly. If she really doesn't want to stay at home, come stay at my place." Su Jin sighed: "How are your dad and your mom doing?"

"Alright. My dad went over once and got beaten up by my several uncles. Now he's much better." Chai Mi smiled: "If it really doesn't work, beat him a few more times and he'll be fine."

"Then that works." Su Jin spoke and went down to the ground.

Started hugging firewood to burn fire.

"Don't listen to your sister-in-law's nonsense, she only knows how to eat, her cooking is terribly unpalatable. Whatever's bad to eat, she makes it. The problem is she still thinks her own cooking is pretty good..." Su Jin said dissatisfied: "When she stir-fries, it's undercooked more often than not. She doesn't skimp on seasonings, but it just doesn't absorb flavor. It's nothing, she just knows how to eat..."

Chai Mi was helpless.

Even Chai Xiu found her eldest aunt amusing: "Aunt, maybe she does it on purpose. Just makes it bad to eat. There's a saying: the capable bear more labor."

Chai Xiu's innocent words instantly stunned Su Jin.

Thought for half a day, Su Jin actually felt Chai Xiu's words seemed right...

Because Zhang Hailan's biggest flaw in cooking is undercooking. Basically eight out of ten times it's undercooked.

If it's said to be bad tasting, that's forgivable.

Undercooked?

Isn't it just a matter of adding more firewood and stewing a bit longer?

Su Jin really hadn't thought in this direction before.

Su Jin saw Zhang Hailan's cooking was unpalatable, so basically she always did the cooking. Although they separated households, after all there's only one son.

A mother can't just watch her son starve to death, right. Zhang Hailan's cooking was undercooked, Liu San still ate it all the same.

But Su Jin couldn't bear to watch, so she cooked herself and called the two of them to eat. Three hundred sixty-five days a year, basically Su Jin's cooking time exceeded three hundred days...

So just now she was muttering that Zhang Hailan only knows how to eat, is good for nothing...

Hearing Chai Xiu say this, Su Jin felt she had definitely been tricked. Zhang Hailan clearly knows how to cook, just pretends not to, makes it undercooked, then she can't bear to let her son go hungry, and can't not let the daughter-in-law eat too, so it became her cooking.

Su Jin frowned tightly: Tricked!

Seems she was set up by the most simple-minded daughter-in-law...

"What's wrong, Aunt? Don't listen to Xiu'er's nonsense. My sister-in-law is good for nothing, her cooking is terribly unpalatable. You should still cook..." Chai Mi took the opportunity to squat and tend the fire: "Let's make flatbread, make some oil flatbreads. I really like the flatbreads you make, Aunt. So fragrant..."