The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits
Chapter 443 - 447 Shang Family’s Daughter (8)

Chapter 443: Chapter 447 Shang Family’s Daughter (8)

The small bowl steamed as it traced a beautiful parabola through the air, yet not a drop of soup was spilled.

Jiaming looked at his mother’s series of actions in astonishment, unable to react.

Compared to her careless son, Su Li cared more about the sweet soup in her hand.

Seeing that nothing had spilled, her mood improved somewhat, then she turned and said unhappily, "What are you doing? You were the one who said you didn’t want to drink it. Didn’t your father ever teach you that a gentleman must keep his word? If you say you won’t drink it, then you absolutely won’t drink it."

Su Li meticulously chose her words, having no intention of sharing the sweet soup with her son.

It was the first time Jiaming faced such an unreasonable side of his mother, yet he had no idea how to argue his case.

Xiao Xiao watched the scene in a daze, her mouth agape.

Before she could utter a word, Su Li shifted her gaze to her, "Xiao Xiao, you also said you wouldn’t eat it. Although you aren’t a gentleman, just a young girl, you can’t go back on your word either."

Xiao Xiao pouted, wanting to ask: If they weren’t supposed to eat it, then why did she bother making the sweet soup?

These two troublesome children, their thoughts plainly written across their faces.

A single glance was all it took for Su Li to understand what they were thinking, and she felt even more that the original owner had been done an injustice.

They would rather give the sweet soup to someone else, without considering that their own mother hadn’t yet tasted it.

Back in the Su Family, a bowl of sweet soup was, of course, nothing worth mentioning.

But after marrying into the Yuan Family, with significant expenses from her husband and future weddings for both children, every aspect needed money.

Being a married daughter, she had no face to always return to her parent’s family for money to support Yuan Family’s children.

She had to plan ahead.

Thus, the original owner was reluctant to have sweet soup every day, only tasting it occasionally; however, she was extremely generous with her children.

Not to mention Xiao Xiao’s bowl, which even to a farming family was a modest but real income, and it was never interrupted daily.

Suddenly, Su Li shifted her gaze, took a breath to cool the sweet soup in her hand, and then gulped it down completely....Drank it all?

Unexpectedly, she had this trick up her sleeve; the dragon-phoenix siblings had thought of many possibilities: perhaps their mother, in a fit of anger, wouldn’t let them drink it now but might warm it up and bring it over later. Possibly in a fit of pique, she would give the sweet soup to her sisters in the second room to drink and, after calming down, would reluctantly cook another bowl for them...

Such things had precedent; eventually, no matter what, they could still drink the sweet soup and achieve their aim.

But this time, why didn’t their mother play her usual hand? The sudden move caught them off guard.

The taste of the sweet soup was quite good, deliciously sweet; the taste of the medicinal ingredients was light, but their efficacy blended well with the food ingredients, from which full benefits were realized.

After one bowl, warmth spread throughout their bodies.

It was only then that Su Li remembered that this recipe for sweet soup was a secret ancestral recipe of the Su Family.

The effect was truly good.

Su Li smacked her lips, feeling somewhat unsatisfied and thought for a moment, then turned back to the kitchen, brought out another bowl, and drank it all up again in front of the siblings.

"Delicious."

Then, as if watching two fools unaware of their blessings, she dragged out her words and exclaimed, "This delicious sweet soup, and you really don’t want it?"

"Oh, right, I was mistaken too. Even the most delicious things will become tiresome if you have them every day. From now on, this dessert soup is mine—I really like it."

Yuan Jiaming and Xiao Xiao were both dumbstruck and couldn’t believe their ears.

What kind of mother would brazenly compete with her children for food?

No, that’s not it; we didn’t say we didn’t want to drink it.

Su Li didn’t give them a chance to refuse and happily made the decision on her own.

Watching Su Li’s retreating figure, Xiao Xiao grimaced and said to her brother beside her, "Mom, she can’t be serious, right?"

Yuan Jiaming consoled her, "When is Mom ever not serious? I guess she’ll probably make some more for us later; don’t worry."

A girl’s thoughts are always more delicate than a boy’s, and Xiao Xiao faintly felt that Mom might not make an exception for them anymore.

However, hearing her brother’s reassurance and recalling their mother’s consistent doting, her fluttering heart settled down again.

"That’s true." Xiao Xiao turned her head and started to worry about something else. "But what about Niuniu and the others? We promised to deliver the dessert soup to them today to apologize."

Yuan Jiaming also looked distressed and said, "There’s nothing we can do. If Mom won’t give it to us, what can I do?"

Xiao Xiao then came up with an idea, "How about talking to Dad?"

"That won’t do." Yuan Jiaming was reluctant to disturb his father’s reading time. He scratched his head and thought for a while, bit his lip, and finally decided, "Let’s go search Mom’s room ourselves."

"I remember Mom locked the ingredients in a cabinet; we can find them and cook... or maybe ask Second Aunt to help us cook."

Xiao Xiao said, "Mom’s room cabinet is locked; we can’t open it."

Yuan Jiaming hesitated for a moment but then said, "I know where the key is; Mom told me before. She also told me about the key for the small box under her bed."

Walls have ears, and as Yuan Jiaming spoke, unseen in the corner, a piece of clothing swiftly withdrew.

Yuan Jiaming and Xiao Xiao did not receive the favor of Su Li making them another bowl of the dessert soup.

Su Li closed the door of her room and busied herself inside. Aside from her small trunk for the dowry, other valuable items like her coral hairpin and bracelet were packed up and carried with her personally.

Then, picking up a small basket, she prepared to leave.

As Su Li stepped out, she bumped into Wan Xixi. Wan Xixi’s gaze shifted from Su Li’s hair bun, lingering on her dress, and then focused on the basket in her hand. Her eyes twinkled as she said, "Big sister, carrying something, where are you going?"

While speaking, Wan Xixi, without any manners, reached out to grab the cloth cover on the basket.

"What’s hiding in the basket? Let me have a look."

She was so quick; most people wouldn’t have been able to react in time.

But Su Li wouldn’t let her touch the items in her hands.

Her speed was fast, but Su Li was quicker to dodge, "There’s nothing good, just something I bought for my parents’ home."

Finding her hands empty, Wan Xixi felt thwarted and even more curious about what was inside the basket.

The whole Yuan Family knew this sister-in-law had money. Even when she first entered the family, through her husband’s mutterings, she learned that the wealthiest person in this family was the sister-in-law.

Her husband even quite resentfully said, "They say a sister-in-law is like a mother, but although she’s rich, she keeps it tightly held and never lets any slip out."

It’s exactly those with wealth who show no mercy; when they got married, even though her eldest brother had agreed, she still firmly refused to contribute to the dowry.