Transmigrated as a Stepmother: Time to Bring the Family to Prosper!-Chapter 183 - 182: Plenty of Food for Everyone

The Mo Family has welcomed three special guests, and everyone reacted somewhat strangely, though it didn’t affect the meal one bit.

Liu Ji called Da Lang’s four children, along with Liu Bai, to sit with the Mo Family at one table.

Qin Yao and the helpers served the dishes first, then all sat together at a table in the corner.

The village chief and clan leader were keen to invite her to the main table, but after glancing at those three from the Mo Family, hesitated in speaking, finally allowing her to go.

Old Mrs. Mo looked at her four grandchildren with pitiful eyes, especially the young Dragon and Phoenix Twins who had never met their mother. As soon as the meat dishes were served, she quickly ladled a bowl of meatball soup for Sanlang and Si Niang each.

Da Lang and Second Lang exchanged glances with their father, the three of them uneasy as if sitting on pins and needles.

Ever since the Mo Family entered the door, Liu Ji dared not make any eye contact with Qin Yao, and lowered his gaze, his thoughts drifting far away, ignoring all of Old Mrs. Mo’s taunting remarks.

Old Mrs. Mo noticed his indifferent demeanor and found him increasingly displeasing, feeling more frustrated inside.

Eldest Brother Mo and Eldest Sister-in-law Mo showed concern for Da Lang and Second Lang, asking many questions about their usual daily routines.

Questions like what they ate at home, their bedding, or if their stepmother beat them.

The earlier ones were easy to answer, but the latter question shocked the brothers, making them glance at the corner table, relieved to see Qin Yao focused on her meal, reassuringly shaking their heads at their uncle and aunt, saying they hadn’t been beaten by their stepmother.

But Eldest Brother Mo and Eldest Sister-in-law Mo didn’t believe them, thinking their reaction and instinctive glance at Qin Yao indicated fear of their stepmother, prompting more sympathy from them.

Eldest Sister-in-law Mo patted their shoulders, "Poor things, why are you so thin? Do you not eat well usually?"

Second Lang responded with a perplexed "Huh?", "Does Aunt’s family eat well every meal?"

In rural households, who could eat well every meal?

However, their family indeed eats well at every meal.

Eldest Sister-in-law Mo awkwardly pursed her lips without answering, since her family only eats well during harvest season.

Sanlang proudly extended three fingers, "We eat three meals a day!" feeling quite accomplished.

Eldest Brother Mo turned to Liu Ji, testingly asked, "People say you opened a workshop at home, earning well, and returned to the academy in the county, I was skeptical initially, but it seems true?"

Liu Ji nodded with difficulty, fearing misunderstanding by the Mo Family, quickly explained:

"It’s true about the workshop, and returning to the academy is also true, but the workshop was started by Yao Niang, and she sent me to the academy."

Afraid they wouldn’t fully understand, Liu Ji gestured humbly with both hands, "I’m just living off of her."

So, absolutely don’t think about his family’s Silver Coin; he doesn’t have even a cent!

It’s said you don’t visit temples for no reason, Liu Ji couldn’t believe the Mo Family came just to see their nephew and nieces; they would have come years ago.

Unfortunately, not once in those years did he see them, Da Lang and Second Lang never eating a grain of rice from their uncle’s family.

If you look further back, when the children’s mother was still around, whenever her family came, wouldn’t Mrs. Mo send things back with them?

Although he might have wronged Mrs. Mo before, compared to the Mo Family, he’s like a small witch against a great one.

Liu Ji suspiciously looked at the three across the table, angering Eldest Brother Mo, "Who asked you to say these things? It’s not about the Silver; I knew you were useless, pity my sister who left early, not living to see better days!"

Eldest Sister-in-law Mo suddenly asked Da Lang, "Did you set aside a meal for your deceased mother? Don’t just eat yourself; your mother hasn’t had any yet. I must say, now that your father and mother are here, somewhat someone should teach you proper manners."

Da Lang was taken aback by the remark, knowing that a meal should be set aside for the deceased before eating.

But it’s someone else’s feast, right?

However, seeing Old Mrs. Mo watching too, Da Lang hurriedly set his chopsticks aside, went to find a bowl, separately serving meat soup to let sit on the table.

Only then was Old Mrs. Mo satisfied, but the sadness in her eyes deepened, "My poor daughter, poor grandchildren, so many years, who knows how much hardship they’ve endured..."

Liu Ji felt overwhelmed, fearing people might notice, quickly urged, "Start eating, start eating, before it gets cold."

Only then did the three from the Mo Family stop reminiscing about Mrs. Mo.

Second Lang and Da Lang felt relieved, finally able to eat some meatballs.

Si Niang, holding her bowl, didn’t want to eat here; she wanted to find her Mother.

She slipped down the long bench, pattering over to the corner table.

"Mother, I want to eat with you." The little girl looked expectantly with big eyes.

Qin Yao, with a mouth full of meat soup, nodded, freeing a hand, lifting her beside her seat.

Si Niang immediately beamed, tugging at dishes she couldn’t reach, pouting, "Mother, I want this, I want that, and that grated radish there too..."

Qin Yao kept eating while serving her the dishes, managing both tasks at once.

The little girl filled her bowl, satisfied, quietly sat, eating generously without noise, appearing small and adorable, captivating Sister-in-law Zhou and other women at the table.

Turning around, they spotted their mischievous youngsters refusing to sit properly, stubbornly wanting to play a while before taking a bite, gritting their teeth in frustration.

Sister-in-law Zhou tenderly looked at Si Niang, admiring, "Si Niang has good manners."

Qin Yao murmured in acknowledgment, continuing to eat.

Good manners don’t come naturally, without consistent parental guidance during mischief-prone age, how could a child sit calm?

Sister-in-law Zhou has watched the Liu Family’s four children grow increasingly lovable, knowing Qin Yao’s tough efforts in raising them, glanced toward the Mo Family fearing Qin Yao might overthink, silently patted her arm in support, showing solidarity.

How could it be like Old Mrs. Mo and Eldest Brother Mo and Sister-in-law Mo described?

She understood why everyone’s saying it’s tough being a stepmother; stringent rules deemed harsh towards children.

If not disciplining, called heartless, intolerant of stepchildren having a good life.

No matter what you do, labeled wrong as a stepmother.

Feeling the touch on her arm, Qin Yao lifted her head from the bowl, questioned Sister-in-law Zhou with her gaze.

Facing such clear black eyes, Sister-in-law Zhou’s comforting words stuck in her throat.

"Never mind, eat more, the dishes were prepared by you, today you’ve worked the hardest, you deserve to eat more."

Qin Yao raised an eyebrow at Sister-in-law Zhou, "You eat too, there’s plenty of food."

How could there not be enough?

Knowing her appetite, He specially served their table twice the amount others received.