Old Mrs. Song is reborn; get out of here, you scumbag husband and illegitimate child!

Liu Yidao stepped through the gate carrying a dripping mop bucket and immediately saw the tense scene.

Liu Dahua looked eager to fight, while Chen Yuhuan shrank her neck, her face turning red and white in turns.

"Zhixin's mother, what are you doing here?" Liu Yidao slammed the bucket on the ground, his voice deep.

Chen Yuhuan met the person in question.

He straightened his back a little and moved the basket covered with blue cloth closer to Liu Yidao.

"Brother Yidao, Zhixin went to get some oysters today. I thought you weren't enjoying eating alone, so I specially fried some oyster pancakes for you to try."

As she spoke, she lifted the corner of the cloth.

A smell of oil mixed with the smell of radish wafted out.

That's not an oyster pancake at all; it's just flour wrapped around shredded radish.

Not to mention oyster meat, you can't even see a single oyster offspring.

Liu Yidao's brows furrowed into a knot.

Last time, we became godparents.

He bought more than ten kilograms of pork and two chickens, but the meal made him lose face.

The guests I invited didn't get to eat a single piece of meat.

Before leaving, Chen Yuhuan's mother also took two bottles of good wine and half a bag of rice with her.

If we accept this basket of flour lumps, who knows how many kilograms of good meat we'll end up losing.

"No."

Liu Yidao waved his hand and pointed towards Liu Dahua, "Dahua brought over some fresh oysters and crabs, all of them are super plump. We'll fry them up in a bit."

Chen Yuhuan's smile faded.

With a quick glance, he reached for the mop in Liu Yidao's hand.

"That won't do. It's too embarrassing to have an outsider fry your food. You know my skills; I guarantee you'll love it."

She was about to crawl into the kitchen when she said that.

They seemed intent on forcing Liu Dahua out of the business.

Liu Yidao felt his head throbbing and reached out to stop her.

"Zhixin's mom, I don't like the oyster pancakes you make; there are no oysters in them. I'm not marrying you, but I'm becoming Zhixin's godfather. I can take care of this yard myself; you really don't need to come here three times a day."

That's a strong statement.

Chen Yuhuan stiffened, and her eyes instantly reddened.

Tears can come and go as they please.

"Brother Yidao, are you looking down on us, a poor widow and her orphan, because we're not good enough for a big butcher like you?"

"If Zhixin's father hadn't died young, I wouldn't be the one being talked about behind my back, and even bringing him food would earn me disdain..."

She glanced at Liu Yidao out of the corner of her eye while crying.

A common tactic of feigning injury.

Liu Yidao used to be very receptive to this kind of thing, but now he just felt annoyed.

He ripped off his apron: "What does your man's early death have to do with me? It's not like I told him to die young."

"Pfft."

Liu Dahua couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She picked up the overflowing seafood basket from the stone table, turned and went into the kitchen, slamming the cupboard shut. Then she came back out and smiled:

"From now on, this door to your house will be locked. Some people are like bloodsucking leeches; once they've made a sworn brother, they'll suck you dry."

Chen Yuhuan was so embarrassed by the scolding.

Just as she was about to retort, Liu Dahua didn't give her a chance at all.

"What are you looking at? I'm talking to you."

Liu Dahua stood with her hands on her hips, spittle flying everywhere, "On the day we recognized each other as godparents, good heavens, there were over ten pounds of meat on him."

The whole family huddled in the kitchen frying pork belly and spareribs for an hour, and not even half a plate was served. Did you all eat it all?

Chen Yuhuan's face turned a deep shade of liver color as she defended herself:

"That...that has nothing to do with me. It's all my parents and my brother and sister-in-law's fault...Besides, poor families rarely get to eat meat, so it's understandable that they eat a little more."

That night, the whole family had diarrhea, but we didn't bother Brother Yidao..."

"Oh, so should I thank you for not trying to get rid of this toxic meal?"

Liu Dahua sneered, took two steps to Chen Yuhuan, and pushed her towards the door.

"A poor man's stomach can't handle the luxuries of a rich man. You're better off going home and having sweet potato porridge with pickled vegetables. Get out of here, don't get in my way."

The people gathering seafood in Liu Dahua pushed Chen Yuhuan around like they were pushing a chick.

Chen Yuhuan was pushed out of the gate, staggering.

"Snapped!"

The courtyard gate slammed shut right in front of her nose.

Then came the sound of the bolt falling.

Chen Yuhuan looked at the tightly closed door, then at the basket of radish cakes in her hand.

He stomped his foot in anger.

He turned and left.

I originally wanted to bring some pork back to my parents' home, but I'll have to come back tomorrow.

yard.

Liu Dahua dusted off her hands, turned around and shook her head at Liu Yidao:

"You, with your fierce face that can stop a child from crying at night, how come you're so easily manipulated by this woman?"

He had a fierce face, but in the end, he was almost devoured, leaving not even a bone fragment.

Liu Yidao's face turned bright red.

He squatted on the ground, rubbing his hands together.

"Sigh, I'm annoyed too. Her mother and mother-in-law always try to take things from me whenever they come over. I thought it was hard for an orphan and a widow, so I didn't say anything. From now on... I'll never acknowledge any godparents again."

"Acknowledge my ass."

Liu Dahua picked up the scallions from the ground, peeling them while cursing:

"I think you'd better find an excuse to break off this godparent relationship as soon as possible."

Otherwise, you'll end up like an old ox in the fields, a blood bank for life.

Believe it or not, when Yang Zhixin gets married, has children, builds a house, or even when his younger siblings get married and start their own families, they will all ask you for money.

"You're his godfather. What if his whole family uses this as an excuse to stay in your house and refuse to leave? Are you more likely to throw a tantrum and act like a spoiled brat than them?"

Liu Yidao felt a jolt run through his body upon hearing this, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

This is fucking terrifying.

If this family really does rely on me for the rest of my life...

He shrank back, not daring to utter a sound, and obediently went to the well to fetch water to wash the vegetables.

Deep down, though, she felt a warm glow inside after being scolded by Liu Dahua.

There are no outsiders interfering.

Liu Dahua quickly started the fire.

On the oil pan.

She fried the plump oysters in the oil, and the aroma instantly filled the entire yard.

Next came fried pork with vinegar, fried ribs, and a whole basin of sweet potatoes, taro, seaweed and tofu were fried.

They worked until the sun began to set.

The table was covered with golden-brown fried food.

There was also a pot of steamed swimming crabs, their bright red color making them especially appealing.

"Alright, I should go back now." Liu Dahua took off her apron and wiped her sweat.

Liu Yidao hurriedly went inside and pulled out the few pounds of good ribs and a large piece of pork belly that he had left at the slaughterhouse that morning.

"Big Flower Girl, you've had a hard day. Take this meat home and add some vegetables for the kids."

Liu Dahua glared at her, "My family doesn't need this. Tingting asked us to bring this seafood today."

"No, you have to take it."

This time, Liu Yidao's stubbornness kicked in, and he insisted on hanging the meat on Liu Dahua's bicycle handlebars. "It's not easy for the house to be so clean and tidy for once, and I feel relieved. If you don't accept it, I won't dare to set foot in your house again."

The two declined.

Liu Dahua finally accepted it, saying as she left:

"If you have nowhere to go for the New Year, come to Xiaoquan Brigade. There are lots of people there, it'll be lively."

Liu Yidao's eyes lit up, and he nodded emphatically.

"Okay! Alright!"

After seeing Liu Dahua off.

Liu Yidao locked the courtyard gate again from the inside.

He sat alone at the small table in the kitchen, poured himself a cup of rice wine, and put a freshly fried seaweed and tofu ball into his mouth.

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, bursting with fresh flavor.

This is what life should be like.

Compared to this, the things Chen Yuhuan sent before were like pig slop.

He took a sip of wine, and felt a warm glow inside.

Looking at this table full of food, I realized that one person simply couldn't finish it all.

Liu Yidao found a large bowl, filled it with several crabs and a handful of fried pork in vinegar, and pushed open the door to deliver it to Grandpa Wang next door and the Li family across the street.

These companies usually treat him well.

I had two drinks at my neighbor's house, and it was completely dark by then.

Liu Yidao hummed a little tune as he walked back.

I just arrived at my doorstep.

Then I saw a dark figure huddled at the base of the wall.

Hearing footsteps, the dark figure moved and stood up.

"Godfather".

The boy's voice had a slightly nasal quality, which sounded rather pitiful.

Liu Yidao sobered up a bit and, by the moonlight, saw that it was Yang Zhixin.

In the dead of winter, the child was only wearing a patched old shirt, his lips were purple from the cold, and he was shivering there.

"Zhixin, what are you doing squatting at my door so late?" Liu Yidao frowned.

Yang Zhixin sniffed, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Godfather, my mom came home and cried for a long time, and she didn't eat. I... I wanted to come see you."

Liu Yidao's hardened defenses were punctured by the child's pitiful appearance, but then he remembered Liu Dahua's words and hardened his heart again.

"It's her business if your mother cries. Didn't I buy you a new cotton-padded coat last time? Why aren't you wearing it in this cold weather?"

That new military green cotton-padded coat cost him a lot of money.

Yang Zhixin lowered his head, clutching the hem of his clothes.

"My younger brother is too cold, so I gave him my cotton-padded coat. I'm the older brother, I can handle it."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yidao...

My temper flared up instantly.

"I bought one for each of you siblings. Why did I give yours to your younger brother? Did you give it to him, or did your mother take it back to her parents' house to give away?"

Yang Zhixin's eyes flickered.

Instead of responding to that, they took a step forward.

She looked up at Liu Yidao with an almost pleading gaze.

"Godfather, it's too cold at home, can I stay at your place?"

Yang Zhixin stretched out his hands, red from the cold, to tug at Liu Yidao's sleeve. "I'll work hard, do your laundry and cook for you. I won't eat your food for nothing. I can even take care of you..."

Liu Yidao felt the veins on his forehead throbbing.

If they moved in...

From now on, Chen Yuhuan will have a reason to come over every day to "watch the children," and wouldn't that family of bloodsuckers take over his place?

"It's not safe to stay here."

Liu Yidao abruptly shook off Yang Zhixin's hand, taking a step back as if avoiding a plague. "Yang Zhixin, listen to me clearly. I'm recognizing you as a godparent, not adopting you as a son. Go back to your own home!"

Yang Zhixin was thrown off balance and stared at Liu Yidao in disbelief.

His family is already struggling so much.

How could my godfather be so heartless?