Divorce with three kids? I'll build a house and eat meat, driving my in-laws crazy.

Chapter 80 You're a grown man, don't be so petty.
"Why? Why do you say why? Because my son is a member of the Chen family."

“My son is too. I married Sanbao, so they are also members of the Chen family.”

"Hmph, the Chen family? What's their surname then?"

Wang Shuixia's words silenced everyone.

Chen Bingxiao, who had been silent all along, said, "I'll take them to the village head to change their surnames in a couple of days."

Since they are members of the Chen family, they can no longer use the Ma family name.

The matter of including the two grandsons in the Chen family genealogy also needs to be put on the agenda.

Chen Sanbao was naturally willing for his two stepsons to take his surname, and Ma Yong and Ma Gan had no objection to the change of surname.

"Grandpa, we'll do whatever you say."

Chen Bingxiao was pleased by these words and said, "Since there are only two eggs, the four of you can share them."

Since her father-in-law had spoken, Wang Shuixia couldn't say anything more and could only break the peeled egg apart with her hands.

She gave the larger half, containing both yolk and egg white, to Chen Jingang.

She handed the smaller piece to Ma Yong, who looked at the small piece of egg in his hand and said, "Auntie, you're being unfair."

Wang Shuixia chuckled, "They were just made up on the spot, don't be so fussy about it, you're a grown man."

As she spoke, she reached out and broke off another piece, preparing to do the same for Chen Jintong, giving him a large chunk.

Zhang Junniang stood up and slapped her hand hard, saying, "Your two sons share one egg, and my two sons share one egg. That's perfect."

As she spoke, she threw the small half-eaten egg from Ma Yong's hand onto the table.

Ma Yong and Ma Gan shared an egg, but before either of them could even taste it, the egg was gone.

Half an egg isn't even enough to fill a tooth gap.

Ma Gan said with a bitter face, "Mother, I want to go back to Grandma's house. There's good food there."

What kind of life do they lead here? They're always hungry and bullied.

Upon hearing that her grandson wanted to go back, Zhao immediately smiled and said, "Oh dear, what are you saying, child? Your former grandmother doesn't want you anymore, so from now on I'll be your only grandmother. Here, have some, you can eat it all."

As she spoke, she picked out a large mouthful of white noodles from her bowl and gave it to her two grandsons.

Wang Shuixia nudged her two sons, and when Zhao turned her head, she saw that her other two grandsons were also asking her for food.

She frowned. "Do you want me to starve to death?"

There was only half a bowl of noodles left in her bowl, not enough for herself, let alone to share with others.

Besides, she wasn't afraid that Chen Jintong and Chen Jingang would make a scene and leave; they only had this one home.

Chen Jingang and Chen Jintong felt a sense of loss they had never experienced before; Grandma no longer cared about them.

She actually treated two outsiders better than her own grandchildren.

Chen Jingang said coldly, "Mother, I have two pieces of pork fat here. You can make pork cracklings for us."

He stuffed the meat into Wang Shuixia's hands and then rolled his eyes at Zhao.

Chen Jintong urged, "Mother, what are you waiting for? Go quickly!"

Wang Shuixia was so excited when she saw the two pieces of pork fat that she almost jumped up. Without even asking her son where they came from, she went straight to the kitchen.

Chen Bingxiao doesn't like playing the good cop or the bad guy, and neither do his three sons.

Chen Ertong felt it was none of his business and decided to mind his own business. Chen Sanbao, seeing that his wife and son hadn't suffered any loss, also didn't bother to get involved.

Chen Dagang wanted to help his son and daughter-in-law, but he was afraid of angering his father, so he didn't say a word.

Soon, Wang Shuixia made the pork cracklings and also rendered a bowl of lard.

She placed the food on the table, shielding it with her hands, and only gave it to her two sons.

She only tasted a small bite of pork cracklings, and didn't even give any to her husband, but gave them all to her two eldest sons.

Hearing Chen Jintong and Chen Jingang eating fried pork cracklings, Ma Gan and Ma Yong's mouths watered, and the white noodles in their bowls suddenly lost their appeal.

In particular, Chen Jingang deliberately ate very loudly, looking both irritating and arrogant.

Chen Jintong ate noodles directly mixed with lard; the noodles were so oily and glistening that they looked incredibly tempting.

Since Ma Gan and Ma Yong couldn't get any, they could only watch Zhao Shi longingly.

"Grandma, I want to eat pork cracklings."

"Grandma, I want noodles with lard." Wang Shuixia said rudely, "You want some? This is what my son brought back. There's no room for you."

Zhang Junniang, however, smiled insincerely and said, "Sister-in-law, what are you saying? We haven't separated the family yet, so why should we distinguish between yours and mine? Everything here belongs to everyone."

After she finished speaking, she looked at the authority figure in the family—Old Man Chen Bingxiao, and asked, "Dad, do you think what I said is right?"

Chen Bingxiao didn't want to get involved in the affairs between the sisters-in-law, so he just lowered his head and ate his noodles without saying a word.

Zhao said, "That makes sense. We should all eat together when there's something good to eat."

As she spoke, she tried to snatch the pork cracklings and lard that Wang Shuixia was protecting.

Wang Shuixia's expression was as ugly as if she had eaten shit; in the end, she couldn't win against her mother-in-law.

It seemed that Ma Yong and Ma Gan, these two outsiders, were about to eat the lard that he had worked so hard to steal.

Chen Jingang and Chen Jintong's anger flared up. These two had stolen Grandma's unique affection for them, and now they wanted to steal their lard? No way!

The two brothers exchanged a glance, then suddenly rushed over and pushed the two Ma brothers to the ground.

A perfectly good bowl of lard was spilled on the ground, and Chen Jintong's hands and arms were covered in still-hot lard, making him howl in pain.

The four had just started fighting when they were pulled apart.

Chen Sanbao and Zhang Junniang protected their two sons, while Chen Dagang glared at Chen Jingang, who was still cursing, and said, "Shut up."

Chen Jingang wasn't intimidated at all and glared back. His old man was such a coward.

Wang Shuixia tenderly fetched a bowl of water for Chen Jintong to wash his hands, saying, "Are you alright? Let me blow on it for you."

Chen Jintong's hand was not seriously injured; the lard only burned his hand.

The room was a mess. Zhao exclaimed, "Don't throw away that bowl of water. Keep it to cook vegetables tomorrow."

The bowl of water that Chen Jintong washed his hands had a layer of oil floating on the surface.

The lard on the ground seeped into the soil, and no matter how much Zhao felt sorry for it, she couldn't let the oil in the bowl go to waste.

The family had run out of cooking oil a long time ago, and she'd been eating nothing but wild vegetable porridge for the past few days until her face turned green.

Wang Shuixia said regretfully, "Oh dear, if only I had let Jintong wash his hands in the pot, then we could have made a big pot of oily water."

Chen Dagang said, "Then why not rinse them in the water tank? That way we can eat them for several days."

Chen Bingxiao took a deep drag on his pipe and said, "Just rinse it in the well, and you'll have more oil than you can eat for a lifetime."

The crowd looked at each other, speechless. They didn't know if the old man was serious or joking.

But Zhao was absolutely serious; she had already taken away the bowl of water with oil floating on top.

The bowl of lard that Chen Jintong and Chen Jingang had worked so hard to obtain was ruined by Ma Yong and Ma Gan.

Both brothers hated the Ma brothers.

While things were in complete chaos at the Chen family's place, Li Ruru's family slept soundly.

Early in the morning, Li Ruru and her team loaded eight buckets of konjac tofu onto the truck.

Yinyin specially fed the ox extra grass, saying, "Ah Huang, you'll have to work hard today."

The oxcart, fully loaded with people and goods, had just reached the village entrance when it encountered He Dajiao's oxcart.

He Dajiao's oxcart was carrying a load of people. The two oxcarts, one in front of the other, traveled together without incident.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, He Dajiao was driving very slowly today, walking leisurely in front of Li Ruru's oxcart.

The country road was not wide, so Li Ruru did not overtake.

As they approached the county town, it was already broad daylight. Xiao Wu was getting anxious and raised his whip to He Dajiao ahead of him, saying, "Uncle Dajiao, please move aside and let us pass first."

He Dajiao agreed and drove the oxcart to the left. When Xiao Wu was about to overtake, he whipped the oxcart back into the middle of the road, blocking it from passing.

Xiao Wu was so angry he wanted to curse, so he circled around to the right to try and overtake.

He Dajiao blocked the way again, and after several attempts, Xiao Wu was ready to kill someone.

He looked to Li Ruru for help: "Auntie, he won't let me, what should I do?"

If this continues, the agreed delivery time will be missed.

Just as Li Ruru was about to speak, there was a loud bang and the oxcart overturned.

(End of this chapter)