Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 285 The 6s' "Brother-Supporting Demon" (Part 2)

It is now 1959. As those who have read historical novels know, it was a time of famine, and everyone was starving.

In her previous life, no matter how much the two pleaded, the original owner did not give out a single grain of food. Even though she was so hungry that she had no strength left, she still saved the food and sent it to Zhou Yue's family.

Because of the original owner's cruelty, the eldest granddaughter Lingling was starved to death, which became a thorn in the hearts of the eldest son and his wife forever.

Even though they never mentioned it again and remained filial to the original owner, some things could not be forgotten.

At this moment, looking at her weak granddaughter, a five-year-old child whose little face was so thin from hunger that she was just skin and bones, Qingmo couldn't help but feel a little pity.

"Alright, stop kowtowing. You're acting like your mother is some kind of monster. Just wait."

She turned around, went back into the house, took out half a bag of grain, and handed it to her eldest son. "Here, cook some wild vegetables and call the second son's family to eat some too. They're all so hungry they can barely stand. It makes me feel like I've wronged you."

The two were stunned at first, then overjoyed. They really hadn't expected their mother to take out the grain so readily this time.

"Mom, no need. Let's eat sparingly. We still have to live our lives. I'll just cook some for Lingling. We don't need any."

Wang Danian forced a smile, but he was so hungry that he had no strength left; it looked completely fake.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense and hurry up and do it. Are you really going to let your daughter starve to death?"

She waved them off and told them to leave quickly, then Qingmo went inside.

To be honest, after standing for a while, she felt her legs trembling a little.

Ignoring them, she took out a bowl of minced meat porridge from her spatial storage and started eating. After finishing the bowl, the weakness she had felt earlier finally disappeared, but she was still a little weak.

After all, not being able to eat enough can't be made up for in just one or two meals; we still need to rely on elixirs.

After taking a health-boosting pill, she was fully recovered. At that moment, all she could think was, "I could take on ten of them."

Forget it, she entered the small world at the peak of Qi Refining, so I won't bully the little girl.

Anyone who has cultivated immortality knows that everyone here is utter trash.

Quack quack…

The eldest daughter-in-law took the grain and hurriedly went to cook. Hearing the commotion, the second son's family also came out of their room to help.

It wasn't that they were unwilling to help before, but the original owner of this house was in charge, and everyone knew what kind of person she was, so they didn't have much hope to begin with.

Going out to invite trouble is less appealing than staying in your room. You'll save energy, and without exercise, you won't get hungry as quickly.

A pot of thin porridge made from wild vegetables and grains was simmering, emitting a fragrant aroma. The children gathered around the pot, their eyes fixed on it, their mouths practically watering.

The eldest daughter-in-law stirred the pot while gently coaxing, "Sweethearts, children, just wait a little longer, it'll be ready soon."

The second daughter-in-law was also helping to stoke the fire, her face full of excitement. "Sister-in-law, why is Mother so generous this time? She's actually willing to give away her grain."

The eldest daughter-in-law nodded, her eyes also full of joy: "Yes, I didn't expect it either. Maybe Mother still cares about us."

The porridge was ready in no time.

The eldest daughter-in-law first ladled out a bowl and went back to the room to feed it to Lingling, since the child had already fainted.

Even though everyone else was drooling with envy, no one dared to touch the porridge. They had to wait for their mother-in-law to come and distribute it before they could eat.

"dong dong dong"

"What are you doing?"

"Mother, it's me, Hongye. The porridge is ready, please come out and eat."

Upon hearing her second daughter-in-law's voice, Qingmo got up and left the room.

At the dinner table, all three grandsons stared at him with bright eyes, while his son kept his eyes glued to the porridge in the pot, swallowing hard.

Qingmo glanced at the pot and saw that there was more vegetables than porridge, and it was a bit thin. Logically speaking, the amount of food she was given should not have been reduced to such a small amount.

"Alright, everyone get your own bowl and fill it up yourselves. Do you expect me to do it?" She didn't want to serve everyone individually, making her look like a cafeteria lady.

Seeing that her mother-in-law really had no intention of distributing the porridge, the second daughter-in-law stepped forward to distribute it. She first served her mother-in-law a full bowl, and then gave half a bowl to each of the two men and three children.

She shared the last bit with her sister-in-law, each only getting a bite, but even so, her face was beaming with a smile.

Everyone held their bowls, carefully blew on them, and then ate in small sips, not daring to finish them in one go. They wanted to savor the taste more, and their faces showed a satisfied expression.

Although it was just a thin porridge of wild vegetables so watery you could see your reflection in it, it tasted better than any delicacy to everyone at that moment.

Qingmo took a small sip and then put down the bowl.

"Here, I won't drink this anymore. You and Jinhua can share it. You only ate so little. Don't make it seem like I'm mistreating you."

The second daughter-in-law was taken aback at first, then quickly waved her hand, "Mother, please eat, we're fine, that's enough, that's enough."

Qingmo glared at her, "Just break it up, why are you making so many demands? I can't eat anymore."

Under the mother-in-law's stern gaze, the second daughter-in-law still came over and brought the porridge. However, she did not share the porridge equally with her sister-in-law. She only poured a mouthful into both of their bowls and then distributed the rest to the three children.

"Mother, are you really not hungry? You're not thinking of saving the food for Uncle's family, are you?" The second son, Xiao Nian, couldn't help but ask.

Qingmo gave him an annoyed look. "Alright, stop testing me. These days, no one is having an easy time. I won't send any more grain to your uncle's house."

"Really?" Xiao Nian asked doubtfully.

"Stop talking nonsense. Do you think you can interfere with what I do?"

"Hongye, why is this porridge so thin? I remember I took out more than this much grain."

"No... Mom, it's all here."

When asked by her mother-in-law, the second daughter-in-law stammered, and it was clear that something was amiss.

Qingmo snorted coldly: "What? Do you think I'm easy to fool? Did someone secretly take her back to her parents' home? Let me tell you, my Wang family can't tolerate a daughter-in-law like this."

These words were meant for the second daughter-in-law, but also for the eldest daughter-in-law in the house. Both of them were filial and sensible in their previous lives, but they still needed to be given a little nudge.

Hearing the commotion outside, Jinhua fed Lingling the last mouthful of porridge, told her to lie down and rest, and then hurried out herself.

“Mother, please don’t make things difficult for my second sister-in-law. It was me. I didn’t cook that much. Our family is struggling financially. We can’t eat all that food at once, or how will we survive in the future? Don’t worry, my second sister-in-law and I are not people who only care about our own families. Once we’re married out, we are part of the Wang family.”

When Danian saw his wife speak up, he was afraid that she would be scolded by his mother, so he quickly tried to smooth things over: "Mother, Jinhua is right. Grain is so precious, we can't just eat our fill in one meal."

Qingmo looked at everyone, her expression still displeased. "Why did Hongye just say she was all cooked?"

No one answered this time. Xiao Nian muttered to herself, "Is there any need to ask? We're just afraid you'll take it to your uncle's house again. Our family only cares about our maternal family, and you're the only one who does. How dare you criticize others?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it wasn't quiet either. Qingmo heard it clearly, and she didn't know if the kid was doing it on purpose.

She gave him a disapproving look, but didn't bring it up again.

"Alright, that's enough. Go to bed early after you've eaten, you have to go to work tomorrow."

Sleep? Sleep what? We're all night owls, stop pretending to be ghosts.

Back in her room, she took out her phone and started playing Candy Crush, but the thought of having to go to work the next day made her feel less happy.