The next day, Mother Qi arrived at the county hospital with a belly full of anger and started nagging as soon as she caught Qi Fenglian.
"...You haven't seen the way she cooks, she almost tips over the oil jar, that woman is such a spendthrift, has no idea how to run a household. We in Taiguo really drew the short straw by marrying her."
"And those eggs, I didn't even ask her to cook them, but she went ahead and fried up three all by herself. I was saving those for your postpartum care, and she, without asking, just used up three."
"Your father even says her food tastes good, pah! Anyone's food would taste good drowned in that much oil. Such a wasteful woman, she really doesn't know how to manage a home!"
Qi Fenglian weakly smiled and said, "Mom, don't be so hard on her. Everyone has their own way of cooking. If it has been eaten, then it's been eaten."
