Liu Meiniang managed to return to her room and lay down.
Her daughter Chunmei is only about five or six years old now. Seeing Liu Meiniang so exhausted that she flopped onto the bed and couldn't get up, she climbed onto a little stool to cook by herself.
Dong also hurried over to help.
Liu Meiniang listened to the sounds of the children cooking outside, the hatred in her eyes growing deeper.
Now looking at the sensible and clever children, in the end, they are all ingrates, not one is filial.
And there's Zhao Hongwen, he is nothing but a scoundrel. At first, when he saw that the Liu family was well-off and that she was good at embroidery, he shamelessly pleaded to marry her. Once she married into his family, she was made to do all the work of the home and the fields. Over the years, Zhao Hongwen socialized with friends, studied in the academy, and the expenses for purchasing writing materials, books, and traveling to exams were all earned by Liu Meiniang.
