, but even the character of Feng Xiaoqian caused her great confusion.The original Feng Xiaqian is a vicious woman who is sarcastic, mean-spirited, lazy, and has a manipulative personality.At his paren..."Feng Xiaoqian, who let you eat eggs!"

Gu Qianshin said, "This middle-aged woman's voice is really good, it's powerful and resonant."

But she didn't have time for her right now, though three seconds, three eggs wasn't exactly some great accomplishment, it was still somewhat difficult.

She was successful— choked up.

"Burp...burp...burp..."

Gu Qian patted herself while picking up the bowl of congee and ran to the water tank outside the kitchen door. She scooped a bowlful of water and drank it down in large gulps.

"Burp"

Whew!

I almost became the first unlucky egg in the transmigrating novel world to die from choking on an egg.

"Feng Xiaoqian, are you deaf Have you gotten thicker skinned Who let you eat eggs!"

The middle-aged woman was so angry that she nearly fainted. She took a few steps forward and slapped Gu Qian, sending him flying towards the water tank. She reached out with her hand to steady herself against the edge of the tank, preventing him from crashing into it.

Gu Qian frowned and stood up straight, saying: "Why can't I eat a few eggs What makes you think I shouldn't"

Since I know you won't let me eat, I'll strike first!

Give yourself a pat on the back for your cleverness.

Several people at the table turned their heads in surprise, looking at Gu Qian with astonishment. They seemed completely unprepared for her words.

The middle-aged woman was even more incredulous, staring with wide eyes and angrily saying, "What did you eat that Cheng Huai and Cheng Lin ate!"

Gu Qian was taken aback, thinking to herself, "This family is surnamed Li, so the young boy must be Li Chenghuai, and Chenglin should be Li Chenglin. And the original owner... Feng Xiaqian..." These names seemed familiar from somewhere.

"Mother, Little Feng is too greedy! I haven't even gotten a bite."

The woman who interjected was about twenty-four or five years old, pouting with her eyes slanted and narrowed in displeasure as she looked at Gu Qian.

The middle-aged woman turned around and scolded: "Eat, eat, eat, all you do is eat. You don't even lay eggs when you eat dry food, and you waste your food when you eat it."

"Mother..." The young woman's eyes turned red, just as she was about to speak, she was interrupted.

"What's all the commotion early in the morning Isn't grandpa sick Eating an egg would help him get better faster, does this warrant you getting angry Have your breakfast quickly before the neighbors see a joke."

Gu Qianshun followed the sound and glanced at the middle-aged man, trying to guess his identity.

"Li Erniu, do I care about those few eggs Your grandson hasn't even eaten an egg yet."

"

Not eating one egg won't starve you to death. I was already going to eat late today, and I still have work to do in the fields. Stop complaining.

"

The middle-aged man seemed to have a lot of authority at home. Although the middle-aged woman was still somewhat dissatisfied, her voice had softened considerably and she glared at Gu Qian once before turning and sitting back down at the table.

Gu Qian stood there for a moment, thinking. She raised her eyes to look at Li Chenghuai, but found that he was also looking at her, his eyes seemed to be probing her.

"Wow—"

The littlest girl at the table suddenly burst into tears, yelling in a high-pitched voice: "Grandma, my second brother stole my egg!"

A middle-aged woman stirred her cornmeal porridge, not looking up as she said to another woman, "If your brother wants to eat, then give it to him. What does it matter if you, a little girl, don't eat Blame your mother; she's the one who took your eggs and ate them."

The little girl, only four or five years old, stood on a stool and jumped to the ground. She ran towards Gu Qian with quick steps, "Mother, I want to eat eggs, I want to eat eggs."

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