novelbest Chapter 366: Unfit Foster Mother 7
Chapter 366: Unfit Foster Mother 7
"It’s Mommy’s fault; Mommy shouldn’t have skipped sleeping with Xiao Bao."
Such a well-behaved son melted Yuan Chun’s heart, turning it into a puddle, while simultaneously making her feel sorry for him.
In the previous life, this well-behaved boy died because a shameless foster sister schemed over the family’s property.
How innocent, how wrongful, how unfair his death was.
Aunt Zhang prepared a meal with stewed ribs, cold chicken fillet salad with mushrooms, a bowl of stewed tofu, a dish of salted cucumber sticks, and a dish of peanuts.
Yuan Chun opened some white liquor, filled a small cup for Uncle Zhang, poured one for herself, and drank with Uncle Zhang until the moon rose to the treetops, only then did they put down their chopsticks.
After helping Aunt Zhang clean up the dishes, Yuan Chun carried Xiao Bao back to her own home.
The large courtyard left by the original master’s husband was indeed spacious, with the entire front yard being over a hundred square meters. Apart from a walking path left by the original master, the rest was dug up to plant many vegetables.
What couldn’t be consumed was sold in the grocery shop.
The backyard was also forty to fifty square meters, with a well. The original master planted fruit trees and fenced them with wire mesh, raising quite a few chickens.
Yesterday, when the original master wasn’t home, there were sixteen eggs in the chicken coop.
Once Xiao Bao returned home, he grabbed a small basket and ran to the backyard to collect eggs, looking serious yet cautiously adorable.
"Mom, look, so many eggs, they can sell for lots of money." Xiao Bao raised the basket high, offering it for her to see.
The eggs at home, besides giving Xiao Bao two to eat daily, were sold in the grocery shop, one per dime.
The apples, pears, peaches from the trees, those not eaten were sold in the grocery shop by the original master.
And now, in August, the trees were laden with fruit, the peaches were ripe, each as big as a fist, their color a lovely, rosy pink.
Apples and pears were fruits of October, currently still green and unripe.
Following the original master’s habits, Yuan Chun picked a large basket of peaches in the evening, planning to sell them in the grocery shop the next morning.
"Mommy, Xiao Bao will help Mommy carry it too."
Just as Yuan Chun was about to move the basket of peaches into the house, Xiao Bao came over, holding onto the rim of the basket with his little hands, straining along.
Seeing his little face flushed red from exertion, Yuan Chun felt tender-hearted, "Xiao Bao, be good, Mommy can carry it by herself. Xiao Bao go open the grocery shop’s door for Mommy."
"Okay, Mommy." Xiao Bao, such a little man, always listened to his mother and never held her back.
He ran off to open the grocery shop’s door, stepping onto a stool to switch on the light.
After placing down the peaches, Yuan Chun surveyed the twenty-square-meter grocery shop filled with assorted goods—oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, various daily necessities, toys, study supplies, and finer foods like malted milk, canned goods, cigarettes, alcohol, honey, etc.
Most were snacks for children.
Nineties snacks—sour plum powder, hawthorn strips, bubble gum, fruit candy... and loose sunflower seeds, placed with a small cup for white liquor.
Ten cents per cup.
Yuan Chun took a stroll around the grocery shop, feeling the rich atmosphere of the nineties, then opened a soda from this era to drink.
"Mom, is the soda good?"
Xiao Bao tilted his little head up, eagerly gazing at the soda in Mommy’s hand.
Yuan Chun burst into laughter with a puff.
This little rascal wanted to drink but wouldn’t ask outright, instead roundabout asking if it was good.
What a clever child.