Chapter 92: Chapter 92: I Want to Eat Meat

Old Lady Wang didn’t find Wang Dabao’s behavior annoying at all—instead, her heart ached for him.

“Dabao, don’t cry! Don’t cry, sweetheart! If you keep crying, Grandma will cry with you!”

As she spoke, Old Lady Wang’s voice started to choke with emotion.

But Wang Dabao was unmoved. He kept his mouth wide open, demanding meat.

Seeing this, Old Lady Wang gave up on cooking altogether. She tossed the spatula onto the stove and scooped Wang Dabao up in her arms, heading straight outside.

Seeing Old Lady Wang leave with Wang Dabao, Li Cuihua, who had been tending the fire, stood up, picked up the spatula, and continued cooking.

Li Cuihua didn’t have much faith in Old Lady Wang.

She’d been married into the Wang family for years and had watched Old Lady Wang go looking for trouble with the Yu family time and again, always returning home in defeat.

After so many failed attempts, Li Cuihua had long since given up hope in Old Lady Wang, but she wouldn’t stop her either.

After all, what if—just by chance—Old Lady Wang actually succeeded one day?

Either way, no matter what happened, Old Lady Wang would never let Wang Dabao get hurt, so Li Cuihua couldn’t be bothered to interfere.

Old Lady Wang hurried out of the Wang house with Wang Dabao in her arms. As soon as she stepped out the gate, she saw someone else striding toward the Yu family’s house across the way.

Looking closer—wasn’t that Wang Dilai?

Old Lady Wang’s eyes lit up when she saw her.

“Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law!”

She called out as she quickened her pace, soon catching up to Wang Dilai.

Wang Dilai frowned at her. “What do you want?”

Old Lady Wang grinned. “You’re going to see Xu Shuhua, right? Let’s go together—there’s strength in numbers!”

Hearing this, Wang Dilai was intrigued. “What do you want with her?”

Could it be that she was after chicken meat too, just like herself?

If that was the case, that wouldn’t do—she could barely get any as it was, and with Old Lady Wang joining in, there’d be even less to go around.

Just as she was thinking this, she heard Old Lady Wang grit her teeth and say, “Of course I’m going to settle accounts with her! If she wants to stew chicken, fine, but why does the smell have to waft so far? How is anyone else supposed to eat? She’s made my Dabao so hungry he’s crying nonstop. If she doesn’t give me two bowls of chicken today, this isn’t over!”

After saying that, Old Lady Wang gave Wang Dilai a sly grin. “You’re here for the same reason, aren’t you? If you ask me, we’ve all suffered under Xu Shuhua for years—shouldn’t we band together? With more people, what’s there to be afraid of?”

Wang Dilai couldn’t help but consider it: Now that she mentioned it, that did make some sense!

“Tsk, tsk, tsk! Let me tell you, even if the two of you join forces—or even if you brought ten more like you—you still wouldn’t be a match for me.”

Startled, Wang Dilai and Old Lady Wang turned their heads at the same time. There stood Xu Shuhua, holding a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, eating with great relish.

There were only two or three meters between them, so it was easy to see that Xu Shuhua was eating fragrant, steaming chicken.

It must have just come out of the pot, because it was still piping hot.

Wang Dilai and Old Lady Wang both swallowed hard.

It smelled so good!

They wanted to eat it so badly!

But as adults, neither of them would ever say it out loud.

Wang Dabao, however, was only two years old and had no such reservations.

The moment he saw the steaming, delicious chicken, he started struggling again—this time even harder than before. Old Lady Wang almost lost her grip and nearly dropped him.

When Wang Dabao realized struggling was useless, he simply reached out toward Xu Shuhua and shouted, “I want to eat meat! I want to eat meat!”"

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