Huo Chunhua knew that she was responsible, but she didn't want to admit it in front of Zhao Wenshui. She said to Zhao Wenshui with a cold face, "That's still your business. If you are not lazy and work hard, you won't have any money before." Can your wife leave after the embarrassing thing the widow caused?"
Seeing Huo Chunhua putting all the responsibilities on herself, Zhao Wenshui felt very aggrieved.
Why should everything be blamed on him? He is more sad than anyone else now, okay
"Mother..."
Huo Chunhua was too lazy to talk to Zhao Wenshui anymore and replied impatiently, "Okay, okay, don't hang around in front of me. I'm going to rest in the house."
"Mom, what should I do if you rest? I haven't eaten yet!"
Huo Chunhua replied unhappily, "You're hungry, can't you do it yourself?"
"Mom, how can I, a grown man, know how to cook?"
"You're not going to just let girl Jing'er do it! She's in her teens or 20s. Is it possible that she still doesn't know how to cook?"
Zhao Wenshui frowned. Thinking about it, Zhao Jing'er is such an old girl and is a big girl. It is impossible that she can't even cook.
Since Li Cuiying can't be dispatched, Zhao Jing'er can do the work.
So Zhao Wenshui shouted again into the second house.
"Girl Jing'er, girl Jing'er! Come out quickly!"
After hearing Zhao Wenshui's voice, Zhao Jing'er walked out of the house after a while, came to Zhao Wenshui and asked, "Dad, why did you call me out?"
"Dad and Tianyu are both hungry. Are you hungry too? You go to the kitchen to make some breakfast quilt, and we can eat together."
Zhao Jing'er looked very unhappy, "Dad, why are you asking me to make breakfast? I don't know how!"
"Why can't you?"
"Dad, I never did it! In the past, I always helped my mother, and my mother did it." Zhao Jing'er complained.
Zhao Wenshui frowned and pondered for a moment, "Have you never eaten pork? Haven't you seen pigs running? You must be better than me. Girl Jing'er, just go and try it. As long as you can make it edible, you Daddy’s stomach is hurting from hunger!”
Zhao Jing'er was a little unhappy and refused directly, "Dad, I won't go!"
"Why don't you go?" Zhao Wenshui looked puzzled.
Zhao Jing'er said with a cold face, "I won't go! Dad, if you want to eat it, you can make it yourself, I won't eat it!"
Zhao Jing'er felt a sigh of relief in her heart. If her father and her mother hadn't gone too far, her mother wouldn't have left.
So no matter whether she knew how to do it or not, she was unwilling to do it and let her father suffer a little before he realized the importance of her mother.
Zhao Wenshui was stunned, and when he was about to say something, Huo Chunhua beat him to it, "What are you talking about, girl? You don't do any work even if I ask you to do it! A girl from a big girl's family can't cook and is too lazy to do anything. It’s so embarrassing!”
Zhao Wenshui followed and responded, "Yes, girl Jing'er, how can a girl's family not know how to cook? If you marry into your husband's family, you will be criticized.
Your mother spoiled you rotten and didn't do any work, so you don't know how to do it now. "
Zhao Jing'er curled her lips and said, "Dad, you can't say that. The person I want to marry in the future is Mr. Qian. His family has money and I don't need to cook. Just like the hall sister-in-law, marrying into our family, isn't it? What hasn't she done? She's not doing well in our house. Who said anything about her
Besides, I will get married soon. Are you feeling bad about staying at home for such a short period of time and still asking me to work?"