From Folly to Fortune：I Rewrite My Life After Rebirth!-Chapter 922 - 918: Borrowing Hot Water (Third Update)
Old Mrs. Mu spoke directly, leaving Huang Bitao stunned in place, not knowing how to respond.
"What’s the matter, turned mute? Can’t even speak anymore?" Old Mrs. Mu rolled her eyes.
"Grandmother, regarding the child’s issue, I... Da Lang and I will work hard."
Huang Bitao struggled for a long time before finally squeezing out this sentence.
Old Mrs. Mu was naturally displeased, feeling that Huang Bitao was fooling her and didn’t respect her.
She kicked over the water Huang Bitao had drawn, and the muddy floor in the room instantly became wet.
Huang Bitao was startled and dared not lose her temper with Old Mrs. Mu, so she just kept apologizing: "I’m sorry... Grandmother, I said something wrong, I know I’m wrong."
Old Mrs. Mu, with a frosty expression, looked at Huang Bitao, who kept apologizing, and with irritation said: "Hmph, if you knew you were wrong, you wouldn’t be brushing off this injured old lady!
It’s said there’s not a single good daughter-in-law, starting from that foul Mrs. Jin, to the remaining branches, including you, none of you are any good."
Old Mrs. Mu cursed loudly, with a unique insult in each curse.
Mr. Mu, finishing his meal outside the door, heard Old Mrs. Mu’s voice.
He frowned and went inside, saw the chaos on the floor, and then looked at the teary-eyed Huang Bitao, and knew what was happening.
"Bitao, you’d better clean up the room and get to sleep early!"
"Sleep? Sleep what? I, as the grandmother, haven’t slept, why should she? And you, you old coot, calling Bitao, Bitao so affectionately, have you taken a liking to her?
Well, you shameless old thing, you even don’t spare your granddaughter-in-law, you... you..., I spit on you!"
Old Mrs. Mu’s unreasonable behavior wasn’t a one or two day affair.
Usually, Mr. Mu wouldn’t respond, but the affair with Huang Bitao, this comment darkened his face.
"You troublesome woman, spouting shameless words again? Bitao is your granddaughter-in-law, yet you can still say such things." said Mr. Mu.
"Hmph! If I’m troublesome, you shouldn’t have married me in the first place. Now with so many children, you still say I’m troublesome.
Don’t think I don’t know what you really want, you just wait for the day I die so you can elevate some younger woman, I’m telling you, that’s not going to happen, even as a ghost, I’d drag you, you old coot, down!"
The more Old Mrs. Mu spoke, the more outrageous and shameless she became.
Mr. Mu charged up and slapped her twice, making Old Mrs. Mu howl in pain.
"You... you dare hit me..."
"Hitting you is still light, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I’ll tear your mouth..."
With the elders fighting, Huang Bitao dared not step in to mediate; she squatted on the ground, picked up the wooden basin, and dashed out.
Along the way, she didn’t dare look back, fearing Old Mrs. Mu might catch up, or Mr. Mu might emerge to ask something of her.
She finally reached the kitchen doorway, only to encounter Mrs. Lin, who had sneaked some ginger from the salt jar.
Huang Bitao turned pale, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Usually, nothing good happens when she encounters her mother-in-law.
Upon seeing Huang Bitao, Mrs. Lin rolled her eyes, "Oh, I wondered who was holding a foot basin like it was a son, turns out it’s you. What’s wrong, can’t have a son, so you want to replace him with a foot basin?"
Huang Bitao’s face turned red.
Today, for some reason, everyone was talking about having children, but since marrying into the Old Mu Family, not to mention anything else, she hadn’t even consummated her marriage with Mu Dalang.
If not consummated, how could she have a child?
But she couldn’t discuss this with Mrs. Lin, nor with Old Mrs. Mu.
"Mother, I didn’t. I’ll first go give Grandmother the foot basin, then I need to prepare Da Lang’s bed. Do you... do you have any more instructions?"
Mrs. Lin said, "What could I possibly instruct? I dare not offend you. Who are you, Huang Bitao, a fortunate person from Wang’s Mansion.
This home’s contributor, even if I don’t care about the monk, I have to care about the Buddha, right? Otherwise, when your uncle and aunt come back, who knows how they’d discipline me."
"Mother, don’t say that, I am your daughter-in-law, I belong to the second branch, if you want to beat or scold, it’s up to you." Huang Bitao said timidly to Mrs. Lin.
"You understand then, in the future don’t go wandering into other people’s homes for no reason. I, Lin Xiaozao, don’t want the daughter-in-law my son married turning her elbow outward."
Saying this, Mrs. Lin twisted her waist and returned to her room with a smug face.
Leaving Huang Bitao alone to clean up the mess.
In the kitchen, the pots weren’t scrubbed, the bowls weren’t washed, and the stove was covered in grease. The rags and leftover food were all thrown on the floor, the whole room was a mess.
Donning the apron from the kitchen, Huang Bitao prepared to wash the bowls and pots and wipe the tables with a bucket of cold water.
The rules of the Old Mu Family: No firewood in the earth stove could be used after finishing the three meals, Old Mrs. Mu would check the count daily.
Even now, as Old Mrs. Mu could not move due to her back injury, she instructed Mrs. Lin to check each day and report back.
Washing with cold water, wiping several times, yet the grease wouldn’t come off.
Huang Bitao glanced at the firewood in the corner but dared not use it.
She looked outside at the sky; it wasn’t too late yet, so the people from the third branch should not have slept.
Wiping her hands, she stepped into the cold wind heading towards the third branch.
At this moment, Mu Shuangshuang was in the kitchen with Lu Yuanfeng grinding beans, preparing to make tofu.
As the opening day of the restaurant approached, Mu Shuangshuang was busy raising funds for the renovation and simultaneously creating new dishes to attract new customers.
Tofu dishes were the first dish Mu Shuangshuang wanted to experiment with.
When Huang Bitao entered, Mu Shuangshuang had just finished grinding the beans and was ready to make tofu.
Seeing Huang Bitao, Mu Shuangshuang quickly went up to her.
"Sister-in-law, why are you here? Have you had dinner? I’m about to make tofu, would you like to stay and eat together?" Mu Shuangshuang said with a smile.
"No need... Shuangshuang, I’m here to borrow some hot water from you, the hot water in the kitchen has been used up for washing, and the pots are greasy, can’t clean them with cold water."
"I see..." Mu Shuangshuang nodded, "I do have hot water, but it’s inconvenient to carry it over! How about you wait a bit, I’ll finish up here, and go with you." Mu Shuangshuang said.
After speaking, Mu Shuangshuang set up the tools previously prepared for making tofu.
There is a specific mold for making tofu, after filtering out the bean dregs, you need to pour the remaining soybean milk into a pot to cook.
As for the bean dregs, they can be set aside to feed the piglets Mu Dalang caught early in the morning tomorrow.
This time, Mu Dalang caught three piglets, not in his name, but in Mu Shuangshuang’s name.
Not only this, from now on, any business he does in the village must be under Mu Shuangshuang’s name.
The reason being, there are too many leeches in the Old Mu Family.
