Gu did not know how to cook, and Cheng Ershun had never suggested that his wife step into the kitchen. Back at the Cheng family home, meals were prepared by Mrs. Zhao and Cheng Nuo. Lady Wu was accustomed to slacking off and would only show up when it was time to eat; for more than a dozen years, no one had ever said a word about it.
In the past, Mother Cheng had turned a blind eye, but now that the household was split into two separate groups, Lady Wu could no longer afford to be lazy.
Yesterday, she had ground beans to make soy milk, straining her lower back until it was nearly broken. Today, she had received another strict lecture from Mother Cheng, telling her to stuff the goose down left behind by Cheng Nuo into the lining of vests to make warm, close-fitting garments to ward off the winter cold. She was not given a moment of rest.
Chapter 121