The Liu family watched helplessly as Qiann Yan was about to go to the field to pick vegetables. Luo Jianying rushed over to stop her: "Song Qianyan, you’re going too far."

"Little Han is your daughter-in-law. Isn’t it only right for her to eat some vegetables?" Qiann Yan turned back, "Do you still want to abandon her?"

Luo Jianying was speechless and could only watch Jiang Jinghan holding the child, following behind Qiann Yan, trembling with anger.

"Old Liu, that shameless Song Qianyan has come over. What do you think we should do?"

Liu Chengxi frowned deeply, also unsure of what to do.

"She can’t stay here forever. Doesn’t she have her own home to take care of? Just bear with it for now; it won’t last long."

Qiann Yan picked the vegetables and came back, ignoring the three members of the Liu family who were discussing inside the house.

She asked Jiang Jinghan, "Where are the chickens at home?"

"Mom, are you going to kill a chicken?" Jiang Jinghan was momentarily stunned, "If they find out, they’ll go crazy."

"Isn’t this also your home? Now that you’ve had a child, what’s wrong with eating some chicken? It’s only fair to finish it. Over the years, you’ve given so much to this family and don’t even have a few pennies to your name; eating it all is no problem."

Jiang Jinghan felt a dark sense of satisfaction in her heart, holding the child and leading Qiann Yan to find where the chickens were kept.

Qiann Yan grabbed the fattest hen and went back to the kitchen, twisted its neck with one hand, boiled water, plucked feathers, and did it all in one go.

She knew the skills she learned in the small world were useful; otherwise, she wouldn’t know how to stew the chicken. Jiang Jinghan, as a postpartum woman, needed to eat more chicken.

She had just counted; the Liu family raised quite a few chickens, enough for now without touching hers.

Yes, in Qiann Yan’s view, the chickens raised at home were also for Jiang Jinghan to eat. Not for Jiang Cong, the shameless person.

Qiann Yan was stewing chicken in the kitchen when Jiang Jinghan wanted to help pick and wash vegetables but was stopped: "When you recover, I won’t stop you from doing what you can. For now, don’t touch cold water."

Jiang Jinghan’s eyes welled up; this was the difference between a mother-in-law and a real mother.

The Liu family sat inside, not intending to cook. In their view, Qiann Yan was certainly not going to cook just for Jiang Jinghan and herself; it was definitely for the whole family.

However, no one pointed this out. Everyone silently agreed, sitting in the room watching TV.

When they smelled the aroma of chicken soup, no one realized that Qiann Yan killed a chicken from the Liu family, thinking it was from what she brought over earlier.

The three members of the Liu family couldn’t help but swallow; the aroma was so enticing.

As time passed, Qiann Yan hadn’t called them for dinner, leaving the three bewildered.

Liu Chengxi glanced at Luo Jianying, who hurriedly told Liu Wenbin, "Wenbin, go to the kitchen and see what’s going on, and help out."

Liu Wenbin had already wanted to go over, and when he arrived in the kitchen, he saw Qiann Yan and Jiang Jinghan eating chicken, drinking soup, without any intention of calling them.

Liu Wenbin became furious immediately. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

But he still held back, though his expression was unpleasant: "Mom, Little Han, why are you eating without calling us?"

"Call you?" Jiang Jinghan looked at Liu Wenbin, seeing his anger that he didn’t dare express, and mocked him inwardly. "Wenbin, what do you take my mom for? Your family’s servant? My mom only came to make postpartum meals for me. Do you think she’s here to cook for your entire family?"

Qiann Yan: "If you need the kitchen, we can eat elsewhere."

Liu Wenbin felt utterly embarrassed and left without saying a word.

"What?"

Luo Jianying trembled with rage after hearing Liu Wenbin’s words, realizing that Song Qianyan really made a meal just for two people.

"She really did it!"

"Why has she become so shameless now!"

In the kitchen, Jiang Jinghan looked at the large pot of chicken soup: "Mom, there’s so much, we can’t finish it. Won’t it benefit them?"

"No, I’ll take it back and put it in the fridge, and we’ll eat it over there tonight. You promised to come back, not that you weren’t going to eat there."

Jiang Jinghan felt her days were so refreshing now. The grudge in her heart had finally been let out.

"Mom, when can I divorce Liu Wenbin?"

Qiann Yan: "First, eat all the chickens at home, and you need to get back the salary you’ve contributed all these years. They also have to pay child support."

Jiang Jinghan’s eyes lit up; can she really get it back?