C15 Cooking

Yun Xiuqing's slap stunned Mrs. Yun. In Mrs. Yun's image, Yun Xiuqing was just a fat and ugly coward. Even if she died, she would never have thought that Yun Xiuqing would hit her.

"Qing, what are you doing? How can you hit your mother? " When Mrs. Yun said that to Yun Xiuqing earlier, Qiaohui thought it was very normal, because she also despised Yun Xiuqing in her heart. When Mrs. Yun said that to Yun Xiuqing earlier, Qiaohui thought it was very normal, because she also despised Yun Xiuqing in her heart.

Yun Xiuqing turned her head to look at Qiaohui with narrowed eyes. "Shut up, I'm telling you, your man is sitting here with my dowry right now. If it wasn't for my dowry and he's already dead, you'd better keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, I'll beat you up too."

"Yun Xiuqing, what are you doing? How dare you hit my wife? Do you want to die?" Yun Mingxiao, who was sitting next to Qiaohui, rolled up his sleeves and was about to hit Yun Xiuqing when he saw his wife getting beaten up by the girl he looked down upon.

Yun Xiuqing looked at Yun Mingxiao, who was as thin as a chicken, and wondered if she was born from the same mother as Yun Mingxiao. One of them was as thin as a stick, while the other as fat as a pig.

He slapped the table, pointed a trembling finger at Yun Mingxiao and scolded, "What are you called? Do you have some face? A family business as large as Yun Family has been ruined, yet you still have the face to yell at your sister here. If your sister had not given you your dowry to repay your gambling debts, you would not even know where you are now."

Now, Yun Mingxiao was still afraid of Old Man Yun. In the past, when he was gambling, Old Man Yun had beaten him up countless times. When Old Man Yun got angry, he had a physical reaction and felt like his father was going to hit him.

Yun Mingxiao did not dare to talk back to his father, so he sat down beside Qiaohui. Qiaohui looked at Yun Mingxiao with a wronged expression, hoping that Yun Mingxiao would be able to stand up for her, but who would have thought that a good-for-nothing like Yun Mingxiao would be so afraid of his father, and Qiaohui was so angry that she tore the handkerchief in her hand to shreds.

Mrs. Yun came to her senses. She covered her still aching face and pointed at Yun Xiuqing. "You actually dared to hit me. I'll go and tell the family head to kick you out of the family."

"Enough, do you still think that our family is not chaotic enough?" Old Man Yun yelled as he glared at Mrs. Yun.

Mrs. Yun was scared out of her wits by Old Man Yun's devouring gaze. She shut her mouth, but her eyes were still glaring fiercely at Yun Xiuqing.

Yun Xiuqing had just given Mrs. Yun a slap on the face, but now she felt much better. She sat on a wooden chair to the side and swung her feet, ignoring Mrs. Yun's dead face.

Within the hall, a rumbling sound came from someone's stomach. Yun Xiuqing raised her gaze and looked at the four people within the hall before turning her head away.

Qiaohui held her stomach and laughed dryly. She hadn't eaten for a whole day, and it turned out that when there were maids and cooks in the house, they were all cooked by the kitchen maid, who brought them to eat in front of her. Now that there was nothing left in the house, she couldn't cook, and her stomach was rumbling from hunger.

"The servant girl and the kitchen maid have left. We have been hungry for a whole day." As Qiaohui said this, she glanced at Yun Xiuqing, her intentions clear. She wanted Yun Xiuqing to serve her.

"Do you have a bad hand or are you crippled? You can't do it yourself." Yun Xiuqing could naturally see the look in Qiaohui's eyes. She wasn't used to these ungrateful people.

"How can you say that? You've been eating and drinking for nothing in this house all these years, and now it's your turn to cook. With your appearance, who would dare to take you on?" Mrs. Yun couldn't stand Yun Xiuqing's arrogant way of teaching Qiaohui a lesson. Moreover, they had already discussed this matter from the beginning. Since the servant girl and cook had left, it was naturally Yun Xiuqing who served them.

"I'm not eating, you guys eat." In just a single day, Old Man Yun had clearly seen all the people in the family, and he was so angry that his head hurt.

After Old Man Yun left, Mrs. Yun became even more arrogant. She pointed at Yun Xiuqing's nose and said, "What are you blanking out for? Hurry up and cook dinner."