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My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!

Chapter 447 - 450 Gua Po Niang!_1
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Chapter 447: Chapter 450 Gua Po Niang!_1

"*Cough cough*, get to work quickly; we’ve already lost a lot of time today," Sun Erhu suddenly blushed, his face turning red. "It’s all for me that you’re busy. You rest; I’ll go work."

Having said that, Sun Erhu quickly made his exit; no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn’t bear it any longer.

Hmph, they’re all too mean!

Qiao Duo’er winked at Chao Lian, "Chao Lian, your Erhu is really good to you, getting so anxious over just a little cut."

Chao Lian felt her face burn with embarrassment; she shouldn’t have agreed to help make dinner for Erhu!

After a long time, she finally squeezed out a sentence, "I’m going to make dinner."

"You just rest well, don’t make your Erhu worry," Hu’s Clan quickly held Chao Lian back.

Qiao Duo’er also came over to help, and it wasn’t long before the meal was served on the table.

When they started to eat, Sun Erhu, under the gaze of Chao Lian that could kill, sat beside her and was once again the subject of much laughter. 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒑𝒖𝒃.𝙘𝒐𝒎

At this time, the Lin Family’s kitchen was still cold and deserted.

Lin Jinshun had been starving for a long time; many peasant families only ate twice a day, and the Lin Family was no different, meaning he hadn’t eaten anything since this morning until now.

But Jiang’s Clan had folded her arms, with no intention of cooking at all.

Lin Jinshun complained discontentedly, "Are you planning a rebellion, Gua Po Niang?"

"If you dare, just divorce me, and when I jump into the river, I’ll become an evil ghost and come to claim your life!" Jiang’s Clan retorted irritably.

Lin Jinshun had just hit her, and this matter was far from over!

What was even more infuriating was that Lin Jinshun had actually agreed to marry off Chao Lian according to customs!

Grinding his teeth, Lin Jinshun said, "Today, you’ve even brought Xing Hua’s vengeful ghost back; what more do you want?"

"What do I want? If it weren’t for your tricking me, would I have married you? Would I have become a stepmother as soon as I entered the family? Lin Jinshun, don’t you get too cocky. You care about your daughter, so let her cook for you. Anyway, I’m done serving!"

Jiang’s Clan was seething with resentment when bringing up the past; had she known he was a widower with a daughter, she definitely would not have married into the Lin Family.

And speaking of Chao Lian, she was Lin Jinshun’s daughter—since he himself didn’t care for her, what could he expect from others?

At this point, what right did Lin Jinshun have to blame her?

He was the root cause of all this trouble!

In terms of verbal sparring, Jiang’s Clan was slightly better; seeing that Lin Jinshun had nothing to say made her feel quite pleased.

"Mom, I’m hungry," Lin Erbao wiped away tears.

Lin Dabao also tugged at Jiang’s Clan’s clothes; he was nearly starved to death.

Lin Erbao continued to plead, "Mom, I want to eat noodles, and I want eggs too; I’m almost starved to death."

Her two sons were the treasures of Jiang’s Clan’s heart, so she immediately went to the kitchen and cooked three bowls of noodles, even determinedly adding three eggs to them.

It just so happened there was one bowl for each of them three, and Lin Jinshun had nothing to do with it.

They had eaten only a little when Lin Jinshun followed the scent in; he couldn’t help but widen his eyes, "You... what do you mean by this?"

Jiang’s Clan gave Lin Jinshun a dismissive look and said to her sons, "Hurry and eat up, then I’ll take you to your grandmother’s house!"

Lin Jinshun, unwilling to give up, lifted the pot lid to look inside and found nothing.

He could only watch others eat while swallowing his own saliva.

After a while, Lin Erbao said tenderly, "Dad, come quick, I’ll give you mine."

Lin Jinshun eagerly approached, about to praise his son, but found that aside from the broth, there was nothing left in the bowl.

He fished with his chopsticks and found only a few bits of noodles left, which he quickly stuffed into his mouth, but they weren’t even enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.

Gua Po Niang, you little rascals; if he doesn’t work the fields, let’s see what you eat!

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