By the time the last day came, Xiaoxia brought over the first meal of these four days: a bowl of thick Xiaomi porridge and two pieces of cornbread made from dark flour.
The dark flour was almost all bran, which was especially rough on the throat, but the Zhang Family could no longer afford to be picky, gulping down the two pieces of cornbread while drinking the Xiaomi porridge.
Xiaoxia stood by the window, watching her with a sense of concern, "Why do you bother with this? The kid doesn't need his mother to worry once he's grown up. Sanlang has already become a Juren; there's no need for you to clash with him."
Even though the current Emperor advocates filial piety in governing the country, there are still some formidable daughters-in-law who simply do not take their parents-in-law seriously, firmly controlling the family's power without allowing the older generation any say in the matter.
