Chapter 692: Table Manners
Peasant Woman's Decreed Life as a Wife
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âI do love you. Didnât I give you the meat first?â Chu Cai felt wronged. He felt that his wife was indirectly crazy, especially when she compared herself to other women.
âHmph, I want to buy rouge and makeup!â Madam Wang growled angrily.
âAlright, just buy them.â Chu Cai quickly nodded.
âAs for this, Third Sister-in-law said she wanted to give it to me.â Madam Wang snorted proudly.
âWhen the time comes, my hands will be as beautiful as Third Sister-in-lawâs!â
When Chu Cai heard this, he instantly felt that his wife was dreaming. His third sister-in-law was so good-looking. How could anyone be the same as her? However, it was rare to see his wife happy. He felt that it was better not to tell the truth.
When Ye Muyu walked over, Chu Xing, Chu Ziluo, and the children at the table were all looking excitedly at the meat in the pot.
Everyone picked up their chopsticks and waited for the meat to be cooked.
Chu Jin was too short, so he had to stand on a stool. Even so, he was still hunched over.
âIâll help you.â Ye Muyu walked over and took his chopsticks.
âThank you, Mother.â Chu Jin heaved a sigh of relief. He placed his hands on the table and looked at the meat in the pot nervously. âMother, when can I eat it?â
âWeâve been cooking for quite a while.â
âAt the very least, the meat slices have to be discolored inside before they can be eaten. Itâs very impolite to put them back in again if itâs not cooked.â Ye Muyu taught them.
Chu Jin nodded. âMother, I know. You canât keep picking from the bowl, and you canât stick your chopsticks into the rice.â
âRight, Lilâ Jin remembers it correctly.â
âBrother Bo, your meat isnât cooked yet. Youâve already taken a bite. You canât put it in anymore. Itâs impolite. When the time comes, all of us will eat your saliva.â Chu Jin pointed at Chu Bo.
Chu Bo was only six years old. He had no patience, so the meat was naturally not cooked.
Chu Bo, who was about to put it in again, stopped in his tracks. His eyes were red. âI want to eat meat. I canât eat it now. I have to put it back in to cook it.â
Chu Jinâs face was serious.â No, weâre all eating. How can we eat your saliva?â
When the others heard this, they could not help but refuse.
Chu Bo almost cried when he saw that no one was letting him go.
Ye Muyu insisted and picked up another piece of meat for him. âAh Bo, Iâll help you boil another piece of meat, okay? Weâll give your piece to the dog. Take it as a lesson. Remember to boil it thoroughly before eating it in the future.â
Chu Bo sniffled. Seeing that there was a new piece of meat, he stopped crying. He quickly picked it up. âThank you, Third Aunt. I will cook it a little longer.â
âIt was an accident this time. In the future, everyone must cook it before eating. Otherwise, if we go to other peopleâs houses as guests, we will be laughed at.â
âDo you want to be laughed at?â
âI donât want to.â The children shook their heads.
Chu Bo sniffled. âThird Aunt, but you donât usually get laughed at home. The dogs in the village also eat the same bowl of noodles and drink the same bowl of soup, but they donât even wash their hands.â
âThen donât they look very rude? Wonât hey get stomachaches easily?â
Ye Muyu asked with a smile. At the same time, she waited for the meat slices to be cooked and told the children to eat.
Chu Boâs one was slower. Although he was anxious, he could only hold it in when he remembered that the piece of meat couldnât be eaten yet.
âYes, they often have stomachaches, but theyâll be fine after a while.â
âYouâre wrong to think that way. If you often have a stomachache, you have to take medicine in the future to get better. If you spend money on medicine, you canât buy steamed buns and meat. Itâs not worth it.â Ye Muyu did not know how to reason with them as they were still kids.