Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!

24: Chapter 24 Not on the Same Frequency_1 24: Chapter 24 Not on the Same Frequency_1 Lady Li listened with even greater annoyance.

Ever since Zhao Shi entered the family, she had been weeping and wearing a mournful face, quick to tears.

She was like a harbinger of doom, irritating to the heart.

In irritation, Lady Li shouted, “Shut up.”

Zhao Shi quieted down, finally stopping her crying by the window and instead quietly letting the tears flow.

Zhulan noticed that Lady Li was satisfied.

As long as she had some peace and quiet, that was all that mattered.

She had no intention of going out to check on Zhao Shi.

Their ways of thinking were on completely different wavelengths.

To be precise, the whole family and she were not on the same wavelength.

Zhao Shi felt extremely heartbroken when she realized she wasn’t recognized.

Thinking of the little chicken that was slaughtered made her even more upset.

It was supposed to be saved for her postpartum nourishment, according to what her mother-in-law had promised.

Now that it was gone, it meant there was nothing for her to eat.

The sense of injustice overwhelmed her, and upon thinking of her tragic family background, she could not stop her tears.

Zhulan snuck a peek and couldn’t help admiring Zhao Shi’s capacity for tears, estimating that she had been crying for a quarter of an hour.

Her tear ducts were prodigiously developed!

Lady Li finished cooking the meal and looked at the dough ball soup, licking her lips, “Mother, the meal is ready.”

Zhulan responded, “Call Zhao Shi to serve the meal.

Eldest and Second should be returning soon.”

Lady Li, who had been craving, was already hungry, “Alright, Mother.”

Zhulan went to call Zhou Shuren.

After shouting his name twice, Zhou Shuren finally woke up.

He looked well-rested, and his complexion had greatly improved.

Zhou Shuren was also observing Zhulan and smiled when he saw her face had regained some color, “Have Eldest and Second returned?”

Zhulan helped Zhou Shuren up, “Not yet, but they should be back soon.”

Zhou Shuren stretched his limbs, “Has the Wang family caused any trouble?”

“They’re the kind who bully the weak and fear the strong.

They wouldn’t dare.”

Zhou Shuren laughed.

Eldest and Second were not meant for academic pursuits; they had been trained in martial arts by their wife when they were young, and years of toiling in the fields had given them strong physiques.

Handling several opponents was no problem for them, and the Wang family, having been beaten up, truly did not dare to cause trouble.

The two of them chatted and laughed as they entered the main room, and Eldest and Second had also returned.

A basin of dough ball soup was waiting to be divided by Zhulan.

She separated it into two equal portions.

Having arranged the portions, she first served a bowl to each of her grandson and daughter-in-law.

As for Zhou Shuren’s table, Zhulan did not wait upon them.

Zhou Shuren served himself a bowl and, looking at his two bewildered sons, said, “Serve yourselves.”

Eldest, Zhou Changli, with a stiff neck, turned back, “Mother, what day is it today?”

Zhulan had no intention of explaining, “Eat if you want.

If not, leave it be.”

Eldest, Zhou Changli, closed his mouth.

Having prepared the food, why not eat it?

Fearing that he wouldn’t be allowed to, he quickly served himself a bowl but did not dare to take more than a modest amount, comparing it to what his father took.

Second, Zhou Changyi, followed closely behind, smiling innocently.

Zhou Shuren was already starving, “Let’s eat.”

Zhulan, who had gotten up early in the morning and fought a fight, felt relieved only after drinking a few sips of the dough ball soup.

The pure, unpolluted soup was delicious and left a lingering taste in her mouth.

Xue Han saw her mother finish a bowl and was about to serve herself another, and stared blankly, “Mother, wasn’t that supposed to be for Third and Fourth brothers?”

Zhulan’s hand froze.

In ancient times, technology was lacking, white flour was precious, and white water dough balls were a rarity, let alone soup with bones.

Looking at the remaining soup in the bottom of the basin, she truly hadn’t intended to save any.

Yet, she could not help but save some, especially since both daughter-in-laws had already had a bowl, and these were boys who studied as well.

However, she couldn’t break character; the excitement of the day was a bit too much.

Zhou Shuren put down his bowl, “We’ve saved some at the main table.”

Zhulan turned to see Zhou Shuren put down his bowl and start eating a pancake instead.

Neither son dared to touch the soup in the basin; it was one of those frustrating days that made her want to curse.

Zhou Shuren defused the situation, and Zhulan looked at the basin in front of her.

There was enough for two small bowls.

Everyone had already been served once, so serving anyone more would show favoritism.

She split the remainder between herself and Zhou Shuren, who said nothing but felt a pleasant warmth inside.

He slowly picked up his bowl and continued to drink.

Someone shouted from outside the main gate, “Auntie, Auntie.”