Before dawn the next day, the old woman was already up, stoking the fire to make breakfast. Her daughter and son-in-law had to go to work in the morning—they couldn't skip a meal, nor could they be late. They needed to get up early, eat, and rush back to the county town.
After the old woman got up, Yuan Si and Xiao Furen rose from their room as well.
They hadn't slept well the previous night, spending half of it discussing Li Mubo and the other half discussing the old woman.
"Mom, why don't you sleep in a little longer? We have plenty of time to make breakfast after Xiao Furen gets up," Yuan Si said, casually throwing her husband under the bus.
Xiao Furen, having been thrown under the bus, could only nod along. 'After all, he had the lowest standing in this family.' "That's right, Mom," he chimed in. "I can make breakfast. You were tired yesterday; you should sleep in."
