My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

Chapter 131 What can we do? Separate the family?

This farce involving the Xu family has dragged on for quite some time.

Finally, the story ends with Xu Yingying kicking a chair to pieces.

Xu Chunsheng hid behind his sister, tears welling up in his eyes from feeling wronged.

"Don't be afraid, your sister will protect you." Xu Yingying rubbed Xu Chunsheng's head.

Mr. Xu pointed to the broken chair, then to Xu Yingying's foot, "My dear daughter, does it hurt?"

Xu Yingying was immediately touched.

“It doesn’t hurt, Dad, look.” She picked up the chair leg; the wood wasn’t broken. “I loosened this chair beforehand.”

"My daughter is truly amazing!" Mr. Xu gave a thumbs up. After being humiliated for so many years, the eldest son of the Xu family finally had a chance to hold his head high after his daughter returned home.

Seeing that he was a little smug, Xu's mother gave him a timely reprimand, "If it weren't for your daughter, you would still be thinking about being filial to your old mother. Yingying is right, our family should be of one mind and stand together against outsiders."

Xu Yingying lay on the bed, her crossed legs shaking back and forth.

She's almost fallen in love with life here; every day, people come to her door to vent their anger.

However, this cannot continue indefinitely.

"Yingying, stop shaking your leg. It's not elegant for a young lady to do that," Mr. Xu said.

She was immediately stopped by Xu's mother. "She can do whatever she wants. You think you can use the same methods your mother used on Xu Daya to discipline my daughter? Yingying grew up in a wealthy family. There are so many rules in wealthy families. What's wrong with her relaxing a little when she comes home?"

Xu's father dared not say more.

Xu Chunsheng, however, was worried that his sister's legs were getting sore from shaking, so he kindly reminded her to switch to shaking one leg.

Xu Yingying sat up in bed, leaned close to her parents, and whispered, "Dad, Mom, with so many people in the family, we don't dare to take out any good food to eat. This can't go on like this."

"What can we do then? Separate the family?" Xu's mother suggested.

Mr. Xu immediately objected, "With my parents still alive, we're not separating the family. If we separate like this, what do you want the villagers to think of me?"

Xu's mother glared at him, "That's all the ambition you have! Asking you to separate from the family is like taking your life!"

As soon as the scolding started, Mr. Shen quickly tried to find a backer for himself, saying, "Don't just scold me, listen to what your daughter has to say first?"

"Ahem." Finally getting her attention, Xu Yingying coughed twice very seriously.

"If we can keep the family together, we should. This year is a dry year. If the government wants to conscript men to build ditches, or if the Western Rong Kingdom starts another war and conscripts soldiers, we will have to send people out if we split up the family."

"My idea is that we don't separate the households, but we do have separate kitchens. What do you think?"

"Separate kitchens? You mean, each family eats separately?"

“Yes!” Xu Yingying nodded.

Eating from the same pot will never work. My parents are honest and always do all the work, which benefits the lazy third son's family.

If they can eat alone, no one can tell them what to eat.

"What's the difference between that and dividing the family property?" Father Xu waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, that's not appropriate."

Xu Yingying was in a dilemma.

To suggest eating separately from Old Mrs. Xu would be tantamount to suggesting a family division.

"I have a way!" Xu Yingying's eyes suddenly gleamed.

Long Aotian also curiously leaned closer. "Tell me quickly!"

Xu Yingying calmly flicked it away and began to whisper a plan to get Old Lady Xu to voluntarily divide up their family's food.

……

After a good night's sleep, Grandma Xu forgot the fear she felt when facing Xu Yingying the night before.

This impressed Xu Yingying greatly.

I don't know why the book made her and her best friend such extreme characters; this old lady in front of me is the ultimate extreme character.

"You little slut." As soon as the two met in the early morning, Old Mrs. Xu couldn't help but spit out a curse.

Xu Yingying tilted her head, pulled a smile, and gleamed in her eyes, laughing "hehe haha" for a long time.

That posture was as sickly as could be.

Terrified, Old Mrs. Xu trembled as she returned to her room.

Faced with the old widow, Xu Yingying suddenly came up with another interesting and ingenious plan.