Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

Chapter 3 The Soft Bun’s Mother

[Warm improvement: After completing three novice tasks, the system will no longer directly distribute small tasks. If the host triggers relevant content in life, the system will automatically accumulate points based on the level of insults.]

Cheng Yao thought about it for a while and understood what the system meant.

It seems that the previous material rewards are for poverty alleviation, in order to add some support to her start with nothing.

The next step is up to her. The only way is to work hard to accumulate points!
Looking at the dwindling time, Cheng Yao knew that she could not delay any longer.

I had no choice but to crawl out from the straw pile, roll nimbly, and rush to the village again.

I don't know what the specific situation of Cheng Yao's mother is. When I read the book, I just remembered that she was also a soft bun.

Absolutely, the big bun gave birth to a small bun, and they were so cowardly.

Cheng Yao kicked the pebbles on the roadside and couldn't help but hesitate again when she arrived at the door of her house.

If it weren't for completing the task, she really wouldn't want to face this.

After building myself up in my mind, I cheered up and walked into the small courtyard.

"Hey, look, who's back."

"It's almost dinner time. Why don't you move around and go get the food cooked? I still have free time to hang out outside. For those who don't know, I would think you are a young lady from some family. You only eat with your mouth open and don't have to work."

"Let me remind you, your uncles and uncles, and your unattractive father will all come back later to ask for a bite to eat. If the meal is not ready, just wait to be beaten!"

It was still the same deck chair. Zhang Yufen was talking sarcastically while relaxing in the sun.

Her lips moved up and down rapidly, and white spittle jumped out from time to time.

A pair of eyes narrowed slightly and he gave Cheng Yao a roll of his eyes, his mean look clearly visible.

Ever since Cheng Yao was able to help with some housework, Zhang Yufen started to be lazy.

What's more, in the eyes of the Cheng family, Zhang Yufen, who gave birth to two sons, was a great contributor to the family.

Cheng Yao, who was not valued by her parents, became the maid shared by the whole family.

Zhang Yufen had always felt that she was somewhat pretty, but she suffered a big loss when she married into the Cheng family.

Therefore, she will never stand if she can lie down, and she will never work if she can be idle.

The most diligent thing every day is to wash up and dress up, and coax her husband on the bed.

The rest was left to Cheng Yao and her soft-hearted mother.

Looking at that hateful face, Cheng Yao took a few deep breaths and suppressed the urge to go up and give her a few blows.

The countdown to the novice tasks assigned by the system is still in progress. In order to save time, now is not the time to argue with Zhang Yufen, a barbarian woman.

Anyway, there is a long way to go. When Cheng Yao has the ability, she must show her some skills!
Glancing to the side, I didn't even see the annoying naughty kid.

Cheng Yao raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, pretending to be ignorant.

"Auntie, where has my second brother gone?"

Zhang Yufen glanced at Cheng Yao strangely. She didn't expect this damn girl to take the initiative to care for her on weekdays, so why bother asking now.

"You do your thing, no matter what he does!"

Cheng Yao saw that Zhang Yufen was obviously in a bad mood, so she stopped asking any more questions and walked towards the kitchen with her head lowered.

When passing by the bathroom, I heard grandma Liu Cui yelling.

"I'm going to be a good boy. You're not good at anything. You're playing like chicken shit."

"Aren't you dirty? Sloppy Jin doesn't know who he followed!"

"I don't do anything at home every day. I just raise a child and he behaves like this."

"There aren't many jackets in winter. If they get dirty, I'll ask you what to wear!"

"Just hide in your mother's crotch! You don't let me worry all day long..."

Cheng Fei felt aggrieved, but seeing his grandma's angry look, he didn't dare to fart.

Children are used to looking at people's faces, and he knows that grandma Liu Cui has the final say in this family.

Even my mother didn't dare to challenge her grandma head-on. In order to avoid being scolded, she had better keep her mouth shut.

But Cheng Fei thought about it and couldn't recall why he fell into the chicken excrement.On the surface, Liu Cui was scolding Cheng Fei for being ignorant, but in fact, she was scolding Sang and Huai, saying that Zhang Yufen didn't take care of her children well.

Sure enough, throughout the ages, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has always been a big problem.

Liu Cui is a well-known shrew from all over the country. Her mouth is so powerful that even Zhang Yufen can't get any benefit from her.

What's more, there is an additional layer of elders weighing down, making it even more difficult to perform.

The soundproofing of the earthen house was very poor, and Liu Cui didn't try to cover up anything at all, so the sound reached Zhang Yufen's ears without any delay.

But she could only look at it bitterly and suppress her anger.

Everyone couldn't figure it out. Only Cheng Yao knew the ins and outs of the matter.

She lowered her head, snickered twice, and quickly slipped into the kitchen.

At this time, the most likely place for her steamed bun mother to appear is the Cheng family's kitchen.

The Cheng family is not divided into separate families. Everyone eats every meal together, so cooking is also a big project.

Cheng Yao is still young, so she usually helps her mother, Yang Guiqiu.

Sure enough, as soon as he opened the curtain, he saw Yang Guiqiu wearing an apron and scooping rice in front of the stove.

The white rice soup was covered with mist. Yang Guiqiu saw her daughter's thin figure through the mist and greeted her quickly.

"Ayao, where did you run to? Come and help quickly! Bring the bowls and chopsticks to serve the rice."

Yang Guiqiu is not as rough and loud as Zhang Yufen and Liu Cui, but has a gentle tone.

Cheng Yao was a little confused. It seemed normal?
It was probably because she had been treated so roughly just now. Faced with such a whispering mother, Cheng Yao could not recover for a moment.

But looking at the dwindling countdown above her head, Cheng Yao didn't dare to relax. She still braced herself and prepared to deal with any situation that might arise at any time.

Cheng Yao brought a stack of porcelain bowls in one go. From the gaps in the porcelain bowls, it was easy to see the family's embarrassment.

One person passes the bowl and the other scoops the rice.

But with Yang Guiqiu's movements, the expression on Cheng Yao's face became increasingly ugly.

Yang Guiqiu first scooped out a few bowls of very thick porridge, almost removing more than half of the rice in the pot, and then scooped out a few bowls of ordinary porridge with moderate thickness. Finally, the remaining rice soup fell into two small bowls.

Cheng Yao was not exaggerating, she seriously doubted that there were not even ten grains of rice in that bowl, it was just pure rice soup!
Looking at this posture, Cheng Yao guessed without Yang Guiqiu's words that the two bowls of pitifully thin "rice" belonged to the two of them.

What's the point? They are left to do all the work at home on weekdays, and as a result, they have to eat less when it's time to eat.

I want the horse to run, and I want the horse not to eat grass!
This black-hearted person is comparable to a modern capitalist!
Cheng Yao still refused to give up, holding on to her last glimmer of hope, she pointed at the two broken bowls and asked.

"Auntie, these two bowls don't belong to us, right?"

Yang Guiqiu was still busy with her hands and took the time to look in the direction of her daughter's finger.

There was no surprise or dissatisfaction in his tone, and he said calmly.

"Yes, don't we eat like this every day? Why are we suddenly making such a fuss?"

Yang Guiqiu was confused by Cheng Yao's question. It was like this every day, and it should be like this. Why did this child suddenly ask this?

Cheng Yao's eyes turned black. When she saw Yang Guiqiu's look, she knew that she, as a mother, had long been used to it.

He even brought his daughter with him without any thought of resistance.

Cheng Yao looked at her obviously malnourished body, and then at her indifferent mother in front of her, and felt angry.

"Auntie, we do all the housework in this house."

"We are the first to wake up and the last to fall asleep in the whole family. We are more punctual than the rhubarb at the door."

"In the end, we only eat this little when we eat?!"

"Do you really think it's fair? Do you really have no intention of resisting?"

Cheng Yao looked at Yang Guiqiu's haggard face seriously, hoping that Yang Guiqiu would struggle for a moment.

In this way, she might be willing to give Yang Guiqiu a hand when she leaves in the future, so that she will not be miserable for the rest of her life.

It's a pity that good words can't persuade the damn ghost. Cheng Yao is destined not to be the savior.

(End of this chapter)