AWB Chapter 274 The Vanity and Materialism of Little 32
Chapter 274 The Vanity and Materialism of Little 32
"Yaoyao, the woman your father just married will be your stepmother from now on. If she bullies you, you must tell Grandma and let your father deal with her."
"Remember this, she's your stepmother. She can't possibly love you sincerely. Only your grandmother truly loves you. My poor grandson, you're going to suffer from now on."
Jiang Cuilan affectionately stroked Jiang Yao's head, completely disregarding whether the five-year-old child could understand or not, and simply continued to instill her ideas in him.
"Grandma, don't worry, I don't like that bad woman at all. If she dares to bully me, I'll beat her to death."
As he spoke, Xiao Jiangyao waved his chubby fist, making a biting gesture, which made Jiang Cuilan laugh out loud.
"Haha, my dear grandson, you're so great."
The grandmother and grandson were laughing so hard downstairs, they were doubled over with joy.
It was exactly eleven o'clock. Qingmo woke up and was about to go downstairs for dinner when she saw this scene. She crossed her arms and stood quietly at the top of the stairs watching them.
When Jiang Cuilan turned around and saw Qingmo, she was startled and started cursing loudly, patting her chest.
"Are you trying to kill me? Stand there silently, are you trying to scare this old woman to death?"
Qingmo shrugged and slowly walked downstairs. "I just woke up and hadn't even had a chance to say anything before you started scolding me."
Qingmo remained calm, as if Jiang Cuilan's insults had no effect on her whatsoever.
Jiang Yao hid behind Jiang Cuilan, peeked out and made a face at Qingmo, "Hmph, bad woman."
Qingmo wasn't angry; she simply walked slowly to the dining table. "Is the food ready? I'm hungry."
Jiang Cuilan pulled Jiang Yao to sit on the sofa without moving, muttering, "How ill-mannered! Waking up at this hour? Does she expect me, her mother-in-law, to cook for her? Where does she get the nerve?"
Looking into the kitchen, Qingmo saw that her mother-in-law hadn't cooked at all, so she plopped down on the sofa and picked up her phone to order takeout.
Seeing that she was ignoring her, Jiang Cuilan became even angrier.
"Hmph, I wonder which family can afford to marry you as their daughter-in-law. Why aren't you cooking? What are you doing sitting down? We haven't eaten yet."
After searching for highly rated dishes on the app and placing the order, Qingmo finally looked up at her mother-in-law.
"Mom, why aren't you cooking at this hour? Aren't you hungry? If you're not hungry, just tough it out. Why are you waiting for me to cook? I don't know how."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Cuilan exploded.
"You shameless vixen, how did you fawn over me before? Now that you're married to Tianming, you're not pretending anymore? I knew you weren't a good person. When you come back, I'll make Tianming divorce you."
"Yes, divorce him, get out of my house," Jiang Yao, the chubby boy, chimed in.
"Mom, you're absolutely right. I'm already a mistress, what right do I have to save face? Your ex-daughter-in-law was so good, but she still got kicked out. As for me, all I have to do is stay beautiful, not become a haggard housewife."
Touching her own little face, Qingmo smiled smugly.
The original owner of this body was indeed beautiful; otherwise, would she have been a mistress?
Jiang Cuilan was so angry at Qingmo's words that she trembled all over.
Sure enough, this woman was after their family's money. She knew it, she knew it.
"You just wait. When my son comes back, we'll see how she deals with you. You think you're safe just because you married into the family? Think about Tianming's ex-wife. She was kicked out of the house with her tail between her legs. You'll be crying now, humph."
"Go ahead and cry, hee hee hee..." Jiang Yao, the chatterbox, hid in his grandmother's arms and kept winking at Qingmo.
Kids, if you don't discipline them for three days, they'll definitely be climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles.
Qingmo didn't tolerate it. She walked over, grabbed Jiang Yao, and slapped him on the bottom with her small hand.
"What are you doing? Stop! Let go of my grandson!"
"Ah! Help! Grandma, it hurts so much! You bad woman! Grandma, kill this bad woman!"
"Clap clap clap..."
The sounds were incessant, and the spanking was loud and clear. Jiang Yao kept crying.
Jiang Cuilan went forward to pull Qingmo away, but she was no match for her at all. With a gentle push, she fell on her bottom, got up, and continued to try to stop her.
Qingmo didn't care about anything else and started hitting both of them at once, not stopping until her hands were red from beating.
"Ouch, that hurts so much! I'll have to buy a feather duster sometime. This brat has such thick skin."
She blew on her tiny, delicate hands, then feigned surprise and exclaimed, "Oh dear, Grandma, why are you sitting on the ground? Get up, get up quickly! If you come back in the morning and see this, you'll think I've bullied you!"
She helped Jiang Cuilan up with a worried expression, making a show of it as if she wasn't the one who had just hit her.
Just then, the phone rang. Qingmo saw it was an unfamiliar number and knew it was her takeout order. She ignored the two of them; food was more important.
Qingmo answered the phone and went outside to pick up the takeout, leaving the grandmother and granddaughter crying loudly inside the house.
When she returned with the takeout, her grandmother was still coaxing her grandson, but Qingmo calmly opened the takeout box, and the aroma instantly filled the air.
"Grandma, waaaaah, I'm hungry, I want to eat, I want to eat, waaaaah..."
There's a reason why Jiang Yao grew up to be such a chubby boy; he never learns from a beating. Sure enough, he just got a beating, and the moment he saw something edible, his mouth watered.
"My dear grandson, come on, let's go eat."
Jiang Cuilan didn't have time to vent her frustrations on Qingmo right now; the most important thing was to fill her grandson's stomach first.
Leading Jiang Yao to the dining table, she saw Qingmo eating heartily, while there were only two dishes in front of her. Her mood, which had just calmed down, was now filled with dissatisfaction again.
"What's going on, Yunqing? Why did you only order two dishes? How can two dishes be enough for three people? That's so stingy."
Even if she was dissatisfied, she still had to eat. It was mealtime, and not only her grandson, but she herself was hungry.
After searching around, she couldn't find the remaining two meals. Now she realized that they hadn't ordered them at all.
"Bang!" He slammed his hand on the table.
"What do you want to do? A mother who only orders food for one person, who doesn't care about her child or her mother-in-law, my God, how could my son marry such a heartless woman like you?"
"Mom, save your energy calling. Your son isn't here, no one will cater to you."
It was like punching cotton; she couldn't beat him in a fight, nor could she win an argument. Jiang Yao kept complaining about being hungry, so Jiang Cuilan had no choice but to take her grandson out to eat.
Qingmo: What's it to me?