Transmigration: The Main Character is Not Becoming the Cannon Fodder! Chapter 325 - 13: Famine Years Without Famine (13)

Having an impractical daughter-in-law in the family, Li Haoge felt rather helpless. This was all for the niece and she refused to believe her own daughter’s words.

This daughter-in-law will regret it one day. They had Daya’s reminder and later the son’s warning. If it weren’t for that, if Li Donghua succeeded, what good ending did she think she would have?

Now that Li Donghua’s daughter was causing trouble, she sided with the ingrate again, acting as if she had great abilities. Li Haoge couldn’t even be bothered to speak.

But Daya is the child of the Li Family, their treasure. In the past, for Li Chunhua’s sake, they treated Zhao Jing equally, but in the future, they shouldn’t think of such treatnt anymore.

Li Shuning was injured and naturally didn’t have to cook. However, although Li Chunhua made food with the sa ingredients, it was not tasty. Even Zhao Jing, who was used to Li Shuning’s cooking, found it difficult to swallow.

It was still Li Shuning who couldn’t stand it. Grandparents are so old, you can’t let them go hungry, right?

As they say, it’s easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

In the past, having been spoiled by Li Shuning’s cooking, now it was hard to eat the unappetizing ones.

However, when Li Shuning cooked, she didn’t make any for Zhao Jing.

She didn’t serve Zhao Jing. Zhao Jing looked at Li Shuning with red eyes, but Li Shuning just pursed her lips.

Zhao Jing thought she was soone special? Even as an outsider, she couldn’t stand Zhao Jing’s actions. Ungrateful, backstabbing—it was not enough to describe Zhao Jing.

Before tearing Zhao Jing’s fake facade, she couldn’t target her, otherwise, she’d appear unreasonable.

Over ti, the adults would think Li Shuning was being unreasonable, and such impressions would eventually only add points to Zhao Jing.

So in the past, Li Shuning endured Zhao Jing, but now there was no need to endure anymore.

She’s just a child with clear distinctions between kindness and grudges. Zhao Jing almost killed her; should she pretend nothing happened?

Li Chunhua directly asked, "Daya, why aren’t you serving your cousin?"

Li Shuning sneered, this mother, she really is...

"Mom, Zhao Jing almost killed . Why should I cook for her? To give her strength to finish off? Here’s the food: Dad needs two bowls, Grandpa one and a half, Grandma one, and mine too. What’s left is yours, I didn’t make it for her. If she wants to eat, she can make it herself. Am I her maid?"

Li Chunhua was a bit annoyed: "Daya, when did you learn to be so sharp-tongued? That’s your cousin, she’s already apologized. What more do you want?"

Both Li Rengui and Li Haoge glared at Li Chunhua, but she was oblivious.

Li Shuning’s eyes turned red, anyone can act.

"Mom, who is really your child? According to you, if Zhao Jing killed , it would be deserved? If I wasn’t lucky, I’d be dead, and Zhao Jing’s apology would be enough? And I have to serve her, feed her to the full?"

Seeing Li Shuning’s eyes turn red, Li Rengui and the two elders felt heartache.

Yet Li Chunhua was just angrily concerned about where her obedient daughter had gone, devoid of any sympathy: "Daya, your cousin didn’t do it on purpose. She accidentally slipped, pulled you down, and while playing together, had an accident. No one wanted that."

"Mom, are you saying I’m lying? That Xiao ng from next door is lying? And the other boys are lying too? If she wants to eat, let her make it herself. I’m just a kid myself, why do I have to cook for her?"

"You brat, how can you talk to your elders like that?"

Li Chunhua was furious and moved to hit Li Shuning.

Li Rengui’s gaze turned cold, catching a glimpse of Zhao Jing gloating at the side. Li Chunhua was really blind to treat her daughter this way.

"That’s enough, Chunhua. If you don’t want to eat, let Zhao Jing eat. Daya is a child too, still younger than Zhao Jing. Daya has been cooking for the family since childhood, cooking good food. Since Zhao Jing ca to our house, what has she done? She’s not here to be a young lady."

Li Chunhua felt full of grievance—why wasn’t her husband by her side?

Jing’er is already pitiful enough.

Li Chunhua never thought about how she would feel if her daughter died. Oh, in this story, she felt nothing. She just cried a few tis and transferred her maternal love to Zhao Jing.

Li Shuning felt so disappointnt in Li Chunhua.

She initially wanted to save her, but now she couldn’t be bothered; she’s not the Holy Mother.

Li Chunhua usually ate two bowls of rice; she naturally couldn’t give Zhao Jing others’ shares, so she gave one bowl to Zhao Jing.

However, when Zhao Jing went to pick the dishes, she was harshly pushed aside by Li Shuning.

Li Chunhua, infuriated, slamd down her chopsticks and went to get food for Zhao Jing herself.

From that day on, Li Shuning no longer prepared als for Li Chunhua. If you like to do it yourself, then do it yourself and eat with Zhao Jing.

Li Rengui stopped giving money to Li Chunhua as well. Previously, most of the household expenses ca from Li Rengui, even though he kept so for himself. Now, none was given to Li Chunhua. He was worried that the money would end up with Zhao Jing.

These funds were for Shujie and Daya’s future marriages.

Li Rengui stopped giving money to Li Chunhua but instead gave money to Li Shuning.

In Li Rengui’s view, Li Shuning was sensible from a young age and had a way with money, giving her money was more reassuring than giving it to Li Chunhua. Moreover, Li Shuning was always in charge of the kitchen at ho, so giving the money to her was the sa, and Li Chunhua should have saved quite a bit over the years, along with what her son sent. Even if it wasn’t two or three thousand, it should have been over one thousand.

At this ti, having over one thousand was considered quite wealthy.

Li Rengui also wrote to his son in the army, telling him to save his money and stop sending it ho, explaining Li Chunhua’s situation, saying that his mother had sowhat lost her mind.

Li Shujie, being overly protective of his sister, couldn’t comprehend hearing that Zhao Jing bullied his sister and their mother actually helped in the bullying.

Thinking about how his mother hadn’t always been smart, he figured he should go ho to check things out after so ti. He always sent money ho every New Year, but this ti he didn’t.

Li Shuning had the Qiankun Ring and stored so things in it. If Li Chunhua wanted to find those things to make food, she shouldn’t even think about it.

If she wanted to make food, she would have to buy it herself. Everything in the yard was planted by Li Shuning, so there was no way to take them without permission.

With money, Li Shuning naturally had confidence. No matter what her father bought, she controlled the money, so buying things was always possible. Taking out good things from the Qiankun Ring, she would make different dishes every ti, extrely delicious-slling, while Li Chunhua and Zhao Jing ate bland food, tasting like wax in comparison.