The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 1353 - 1366: The Eldest Sister as Mother (10)
Su Qing silently looked at the three of them, then asked, "Are you cooking?"
"By the way, boil the water too. I’m thinking of taking a bath later. My whole body feels sticky and uncomfortable."
Su Nian followed closely, saying, "Yeah, third sister, fourth sister, you two go handle it. I’ll go get the firewood for you."
Su Bing, always with a hint of melancholy, suddenly erupted with emotion, screaming, "Me? Look at me, I’m still so young, and you actually have the nerve to say such things?"
"Besides, you two are boys. Isn’t this the stuff you should be doing?"
Su Mo also joined in discontentedly, "Yeah, Xiao Bing is right."
Su Mo, Su Bing, and Su Nian exchanged exasperated glances in the air for a moment, then turned their eyes towards Su Qing.
Su Mo, not even the slightest bit embarrassed, said, "Second brother, you’re the oldest here, why not..."
Su Qing wasn’t one to take a loss, and immediately retorted, "Kitchen work should be done by you and Su Bing."
"Didn’t our eldest sister assign tasks before she left? You and Su Bing handle the kitchen while Su Nian and I manage the outdoor chores..."
"Moreover..." Su Qing said with a hint of sarcasm, "You’re not really children. Are you really playing the part?"
Su Qing felt tired and frustrated. He couldn’t understand how the cheerful and obedient younger siblings from his previous life suddenly became so aggravating.
In the past, they hadn’t been like this. Their sibling relationship was extremely harmonious, and although they weren’t often together, they always cared for each other.
Now, just for cooking, they’re pushing it back and forth, unwillingly... It’s really disappointing.
Su Nian pretended to look around without focusing on the two sisters present.
Su Mo wanted to say something else but, seeing Su Qing’s cold eyes, she felt intimidated, swallowing any words of unwillingness.
She softened her tone, playfully whining and complaining, "Second brother, don’t be angry. It’s not that we don’t want to, it’s just... Xiao Bing and I really haven’t done it before, and we’re honestly weak."
No matter if Su Mo truly thought this way, after her explanation, Su Qing’s expression finally eased a little.
He directed, "Su Nian, go help Su Mo and Su Bing."
Su Bing frowned, wanting to say: If Su Nian is helping, what about you, the eldest? Just waiting to eat?
Su Mo sharply grabbed Su Bing, holding back her impulse, signaling and shaking her head.
Su Qing is the eldest, holding the family’s last bit of money in his hands... From any standpoint, it seems wise to listen for now.
Su Nian probably thought the same, slowly inching his way toward the kitchen.
The originally very close siblings probably had some resentment in their hearts now.
Previously, Su Mo exaggerated how difficult cooking and boiling water was, but in reality... Only they knew exactly how exaggerated it was.
After all, they’ve lived for over thirty years and have basic life skills.
Saying things like that before was just to avoid doing it.
If they really had to do it, who couldn’t?
Never eaten pork, but they’ve seen pigs run...
It’s just cooking and boiling water, they’re capable.
But while imagination is rich, reality is harsh.
Actually.....
After taking some muddy sweet potatoes from the cellar, Su Mo rinsed them clean and tossed them into the pot.
After a while, Su Bing suddenly asked, "Sister, did you peel the sweet potatoes?"
Su Mo: "....." Peel them?
She was silent for a moment and calmly said, "They’ve been washed. You can eat them without peeling, like with baked sweet potatoes, aren’t they eaten unpeeled?"
Exactly, that’s how it is.
Su Bing: "Oh."
After a while, Su Nian, constantly stuffing firewood into the pit, wrinkled his nose, sniffing around curiously and said, "Do you smell something burning?"
"I think so."
"It seems... it’s coming from the pot."
Su Bing: "Sister, did you add water to the pot?"
Su Bing: "....No, I didn’t."
Smelling the intense burnt odor outside, Su Qing rushed inside, quickly lifting the pot lid.
The bottom of the pot was already charred black, the sweet potatoes were black as charcoal, completely stuck to the bottom.
The lower part of the sweet potatoes was burnt black, while the top was still half-cooked.
Su Qing shouted, "Are you guys stupid? Keep burning and the pot will be burnt through."
Originally a bit guilty, Su Mo, triggered by Su Qing’s yelling, got angry too, pouted and said defiantly, "If you’re so good, do it yourself. Standing aside and criticizing doesn’t help, if you can, you come cook...."
Su Qing’s eyes widened in disbelief, looking at Su Mo daring to defy him.
She got guts now?
The shy, timid girl from before, when did she turn into this shameless figure?
Unwilling to admit faults or repent.
Or perhaps, he never really understood her?
"Ah, Su Nian, why are you stuffing so much firewood into the pit? Think the fire isn’t strong enough?"
Su Qing inadvertently glanced at the corner where the woodpile was, his voice immediately raised several levels.
What was he doing?
Not long ago, he remembered the woodpile was neatly stacked and tall, almost his height.
A meter-high stack of wood, now half of it was burnt away.
The fire was so fierce, lucky it only scorched the sweet potatoes and not burnt through the pot.
In reality, Su Qing was still too optimistic.
When he lifted the pot and scraped out the burnt layer, the section of iron at the bottom of the pot came with it.
Their family’s one and only pot now had a big hole in it.
Now it’s settled, they can’t cook or boil water, the best idea is to wash up and go to sleep.
With empty stomachs, tired after working hard for quite some time, nobody was in a good mood.
"Blame Su Nian, he’s supposed to be the one doing experiments, can’t control the cooking fire, still doing experiments? Probably been faking to get money from second brother for his bogus lab experiments..."
"You dare talk about me, you’re a girl, can’t even cook..."
"Who says a girl must know how to cook, and boys don’t have to? The Qing Dynasty ended so many years ago, still hung up on gender roles? Haven’t you seen the posters around saying women can hold up half the sky? Keep nagging and I’ll report you...."
"You...."
"What about me..."
...
The few were now staring each other down, resentful, exposing each other’s faults. Even embarrassing moments from their past lives were brought up to attack one another.
The angry and bitter expressions of humans are indeed very unattractive.
Su Qing was dumbstruck, unable to deceive himself any longer, perhaps the relationship between his siblings wasn’t as good as he believed it to be.
