Cultivation: Starting with Sterilizing My Own Father

When Wei Zhiying and her sister ran all the way home, dinner was already being served.

Because all the bowls in the house were gone, we could only use broken iron or wooden spoons to scoop up rice when we ate.

When Cui Lanyin saw the two of them return, she quickly greeted them, "You two eat quickly, leave some rice, I'll take it inside for your father to eat later."

Wei Zhiying quickly said, "Mother, Uncle Village Chief really likes the gift I picked out. We're going to clean Uncle Village Chief's house tomorrow, could you help us get our clothes?"

"Really?! Oh dear, I'll quickly pick out a nice outfit. When you arrive, be sure to greet them respectfully, and remember to address elders by their names, not by their given names, and don't boast about your abilities in front of them."

When Grandma heard about this, she quickly went into the house with Mom.

Wei Zhiying took out bowls from her spatial storage and filled them to the brim with thick porridge for herself and her sister: "Come and eat quickly."

Wei Lanyin asked, "Why doesn't Mother have a bowl?"

In the past, when eating, Wei Zhiying was afraid of being discovered by her family, so she would say that she and her sister were cooking.

After cooking, I quickly served myself and my sister first, then hid and ate the food clean. I also secretly washed the dishes, waiting to come back and wash the pots and pans. This time I came back late and found them eating with spoons.

Wei Zhiying had a bad feeling, but her hands were too full of porridge to free up any space, and the more she shouted, the faster the child ran. This kind of situation could happen at any time. There were news reports like this in her past life, where parents shouted desperately across the road not to come over, but the child still rushed forward until he was hit by a car.

Wei Zhiying immediately forced herself to calm down and gave her sister a positive instruction: "Sister! Stand there and don't move! Yes, don't move!"

As expected, after giving the positive instruction, the older sister did stop and turn around in confusion, but from inside the house came Wei Youcai's curses and the sound of slapping. After all, the words of Wei Zhiying's younger brother carried limited weight.

Hearing her mother crying inside, Wei Lanyin ran in without saying a word.

Therefore, he could only watch helplessly as his sister went to find their mother, and he could only drink while hiding behind the house.

He thought to himself: Oh no, another bowl is going to break.

"Mother, Xiaoyin has a bowl here, Xiaoyin has one, Mother, don't cry." Wei Lanyin eagerly brought the bowl to her mother.

Cui Lanyin was overjoyed when she saw this: "Oh my, you're such a good girl. Did you see how hard your mother works carrying the pot? Husband, here's a bowl of porridge. You should drink it first."

Wei Lanyin looked at her mother with surprise as she passed the porridge she had given her to her father.

"You son of a bitch! Is this all you have? Do you want to starve me to death?" Wei Youcai raised his hand and slapped Cui Lanyin across the face. The crisp sound of the slap echoed in the room, and the mother's face turned red instantly. Wei Lanyin was so frightened by the sound that she burst into tears.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The last sound was undoubtedly the sound of a bowl shattering.

Wei Lanyin rushed over to check and saw that a full bowl of porridge had been spilled on the ground.

"Wow!" Wei Lanyin cried out when she saw that her bowl was broken, her mother hadn't eaten, and she was very hungry. She was also frightened by her father's appearance.

"Cry, cry, cry! What are you crying for! My good fortune is that you two bitches cry like this, get over here!"

Although Wei Lanyin was afraid, she dared not disobey her father's orders.

"what!"

"Snapped!"

"I'll teach you to cry! I'll teach you to cry!"

That was Wei Zhiying's older sister, whom she had protected since childhood. Originally, Wei Zhiying didn't want to get involved, thinking that maybe after today's incident, her sister wouldn't...

Forget it, she's not even enlightened yet, what would she know!

After quickly finishing her meal, Wei Zhiying shouted, "If you don't eat, you'll go hungry! We finally got a bowl of thick porridge, and you spilled it. Do you think we're rich enough to squander?"

"Ask your mother, she can't even serve a bowl of soup properly!"

Looking at the marks on her mother's and sister's faces, Wei Zhiying said, "If you hadn't hit her, she definitely wouldn't have been able to shed the urine."

"Hey!" Wei Youcai pretended to hit him with his shoe.

Wei Zhiying stepped forward and shouted, "Go ahead and kill me if you dare! If you can't, then you'll have to suffer!"

Upon hearing that her beloved grandson was about to be hit, Grandma was terrified and rushed into the house to stop him. Seeing an opportunity to back down, Wei Youcai said viciously, "If it weren't for your grandma, I would have already whipped you with the sole of my shoe!"

"You talk as if you have that ability." Wei Zhiying pulled her mother and sister outside: "Mother, sister, you two eat first."

Cui Lanyin poked her son's head: "You brat, did you only go in because you saw your sister getting beaten? I'm the one who gave birth to you and raised you. Why didn't you stop your father from hitting me?"

"Didn't I go in and bring you both out with me?" Wei Zhiying turned around and scooped up a spoonful of snow with a water ladle: "I'm thirsty."

He said he would take the snow and leave, but actually he was going to wash the dishes.

Cui Lanyin pushed away her daughter standing next to her: "You're really something, getting your brother to protect you like this. Your father hardly ever hits you anymore. Even I don't get this kind of treatment."

Wei Lanyin didn't understand why her mother suddenly changed her expression towards her, and said cautiously, "I saw that Mother didn't have a bowl to eat from, so I gave Mother my own."

"Alright, alright, do you want me to praise you? Your food today is what's on the ground, eat it or don't."

While eating, Cui Lanyin lectured, "You're the older sister, what kind of behavior is it to let your younger brother stand in front of you all the time? You don't know how to do any work."

Wei Lanyin was beaten and then scolded by her mother, and she started to cry again feeling wronged.

"Sis, why are you crying?"

Cui Lanyin scoffed, "Oh, so crying a couple of times is enough to get a man to protect you."

Wei Zhiying was displeased upon hearing this. Normally, her sister would be praised for helping their mother with chores, and she wouldn't be blamed for being punished. What was wrong with her today? "Mother! My sister is your own daughter! You knew Father would break the bowl, so why did you still give it to him?"

"How can you talk like that, child? That's your own father, and you just stand by and watch him not even have a bowl to eat from."

Wei Zhiying picked up the spoon beside her: "Sister, hurry up and eat. That's funny. Who told him to eat without a bowl? He broke them all. He doesn't have money to buy a bowl, so the whole family has to use spoons."

Cui Lanyin didn't dare scold her son, but she had nowhere to vent her frustration: "Your sister has already finished eating, why are you making her eat?"

"I didn't see it!" Wei Zhiying blocked her sister's view: "Sister, hurry up and eat."

But Wei Lanyin dared not. After a few bites, she said she wouldn't eat anymore.

Cui Lanyin said proudly, "See? I told you your sister was full! You were so busy caring about your sister that you didn't even notice your mother hadn't eaten."

"I only saw my sister bring you porridge; whether you eat it or not is up to you." After saying that, Wei Zhiying pulled her sister away.

……

After the family finished eating, Mom and Grandma went to work at the host's house, while Dad lay down and fell fast asleep. The siblings cleaned up the unwashed pots and pans.

Wei Zhiying used the snow she had on hand to apply to her sister's face: "Things aren't the same as usual now, and you know our mother's temperament, otherwise why would I have only hidden two bowls?"

"Don't be fooled by how much Dad beats Mom. She still gives him all the good things. Even though she knows Dad has a bad temper, she still gives him bowls. To put it bluntly, sometimes Mom is just asking for a beating."

"You can't say that about your mother..."

"Sister, you can't even take care of yourself, how can you care about others?" Wei Zhiying only regretted that her sister didn't have the soul of a twenty-year-old like her. Children are pure and innocent, but sometimes their thinking can lead them to not be able to distinguish between good and bad words. This is their instinctive closeness to their parents.

Because she had her own protection, her older sister was rarely beaten by her father, which also meant that she was not afraid of the men in her family like other girls in the village.

Wei Zhiying sighed, "If you really want to protect your mother, then only give her those good things when Father isn't around. Although I have a feeling she'll still give them to Father first. Are you still hungry? I'll make you a pancake later. Remember, eat your own food before worrying about others. I know you care about your mother, but you also need to take care of yourself."

Wei Lanyin seemed to understand, but not quite; she would only serve her parents after she had eaten her fill.

Seeing her younger brother kneading the dough, Wei Lanyin licked her lips and asked expectantly, "Can I add lard?"

"able."

Wei Zhiying's space is now filled with a variety of things. In addition to the money she has saved, there is even flour and a jar of lard that she rendered while no one was home.

Wei Zhiying discovered that as she grew up, her space was also upgrading. The items placed in the space would be automatically distinguished. The space where she put money would be filled with money, with nothing else, and she wouldn't have to worry about smells mixing.

Only then could he feel at ease to throw prey of roughly the same weight, alive, directly into his spatial storage. After a few days of neglect, he would find the prey half-dead from thirst.

Wei Lanyin ate the pancake made with lard with big bites, feeling that her younger brother was particularly good at hiding things. She didn't know how many things he had hidden, but he could take them out whenever he needed them, and she couldn't find them herself.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Wei Zhiying added some water to the pot, and used the remaining lard to boil some water for her sister to drink. It was also a way of washing the pot.

But seeing the red marks on her sister's face, she thought she should see if she could raise some living things in her space, otherwise she wouldn't even have eggs to use as face masks.