Fortunately, the spiritual fields were already cultivated; she only needed to plant the seeds herself.
Song Siyi spent a full four hours working in the space before emerging.
Because of the incident at noon, no one in the Song family came to disturb Song Siyi, and she was happy to have the peace and quiet.
In the evening, after a day of work, the Song family dragged their exhausted bodies home only to find the stove cold and the pots empty—no one had cooked dinner.
In the past, by the time they returned home, the meal would already be on the table, and Siyi would even have water ready for them to wash their hands.
Now, after finishing work, they still had to cook.
This sudden change left the entire family at a loss.
Seeing this, Sun Hongmei immediately started cursing, "Does she really think that getting married makes her a golden treasure, a golden phoenix? She doesn’t work anymore, doesn’t cook anymore—she might as well starve to death."
With a loud bang, Song Siyi kicked the door open.
"Fourth Aunt, you’re absolutely right. Fifth Sister is too unreasonable. Even before getting married, she never cooked, expecting the whole family to serve her."
"What will happen after she gets married? Could it be that she’ll rely on Fourth Aunt to take things from home to support her?"
As soon as Song Siyi said this, Eldest Aunt and Second Aunt turned to look at her in unison, and her two sisters-in-law also glanced her way.
What Song Siyi said actually made sense. That Educated Youth Lu was poor and lazy, and with two lazy people together, they might really end up relying on the family for support.
Sun Hongmei pointed at Song Siyi and scolded, "What nonsense are you spouting? Watch out, or I’ll tear your mouth apart."
Song Siyi crossed her arms and leaned against the doorframe, looking at her with a half-smile.
"In my opinion, Fourth Aunt, you need more practice. Why don’t you take over the cooking from now on?"
"In the past, I was the one cooking, and no one had any objections. Now, I suggest that Fourth Aunt do the cooking—I’m sure no one will object, right?"
Except for Old Lady Li, of course, no one had any objections.
Old Lady Li didn’t speak, just stared at Song Siyi with a grim expression, which was quite frightening.
Song Siyi acted as if she didn’t notice her gaze, showing no fear at all.
"Fourth Aunt, hurry up and cook. We’re all hungry."
Sun Hongmei’s anger surged. "Why should I?"
Then, as if remembering something, she spoke with newfound confidence, "Didn’t you sever family ties with the family? Why are you still hanging around here?"
Song Siyi snorted coldly. "We did sever family ties, but this house was built with my father’s money, and all the pots, pans, and utensils were bought with his money. If anyone should leave, it’s you."
"Just tell me, can I eat this meal or not?"
"Or should we ask the village chief and brigade leader to judge? If that doesn’t work, maybe the police."
Song Siyi stood there, looking completely indifferent.
Sun Hongmei pointed at Song Siyi, "You… you’re going too far!"
Song Siyi clapped her hands in mock applause. "Fourth Aunt is so cultured, even knowing the phrase ‘going too far.’ When you treat others unfairly, why don’t you say you’re going too far?"
"Someone as selflessly devoted as Fourth Aunt would surely take on all the household chores like I did, right, right, Fourth Aunt?"
Song Siyi’s sarcastic remarks left the Song family members with ugly expressions, their eyes darting around nervously.
Old Lady Li glared at Sun Hongmei and said sternly, "Go cook."
Sun Hongmei widened her eyes. "Mom—"
Old Lady Li shot her a sharp look. "Hurry up!"
Sun Hongmei stomped her foot in anger but eventually headed toward the kitchen.
Song Siyi pushed her luck further: "Fourth Aunt, I want steamed egg custard. If there’s no steamed egg custard, I won’t eat."
Sun Hongmei angrily retorted, "Go eat shit!"
Song Siyi smiled sweetly. "If I don't get steamed egg custard tonight, I'll make sure you, Fourth Aunt, get a taste of shit."
"You… you!"
Sun Hongmei was left speechless. She couldn't understand how someone who used to be so diligent and honest could change so drastically overnight.
It must be a ghost possession!
If it weren't for the ban on feudal superstitions, she would have hired someone to perform an exorcism ritual.
After Sun Hongmei went to cook, the other family members quietly retreated to their rooms, afraid that Song Siyi would target them next.
Old Lady Li said nothing and turned back to her room. At this point, she just wished Song Siyi would marry and leave as soon as possible.
"Tch."
Song Siyi rolled her eyes dramatically and also returned to her room.
Sun Hongmei cooked for the entire family all by herself, nearly exhausting herself to death.
As soon as the dishes were served, Song Siyi followed the scent to the table.
She picked up a bowl and helped herself to cornmeal porridge, whereas she used to wait for Old Lady Li to distribute it.
But Song Siyi served herself a large bowl.
Song Jianwen couldn't stand it any longer. He slammed the table. "Siyi, you're being too unreasonable."
Song Siyi pulled the steamed egg custard in front of herself. Resting her hands on the table, she looked up innocently at Song Jianwen. "Uncle, what did you say?"
Song Jianwen had naturally noticed her actions. He was certain that if he said one more word, this girl would flip the table in the next second.
He waved his hand. "Nothing, nothing. Eat up."
Song Siyi lowered her hands, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "I knew you were the most 'fair and just,' Uncle. When I was working tirelessly without complaint before, I never heard you say a word. Now, just because I'm eating an extra bowl of porridge, I'm sure you wouldn't criticize me."
Song Jianwen's brows furrowed, but he couldn't find a single word to refute her.
Just then, Old Lady Li arrived. Seeing Song Siyi eating on her own, she didn't say a word.
Song Sijia also came. When she saw Song Siyi, her eyes seemed to be filled with venom. If looks could kill, Song Siyi would have died a hundred times over.
Tiedan immediately spotted the steamed egg custard in front of Song Siyi.
He whined, "I want steamed egg custard too!"
Sun Hongmei smiled at Song Siyi. "Siyi, look, Tiedan is still so young. Surely you won't hog it all for yourself?"
Song Siyi scooped a fingernail-sized portion of the custard with a spoon and held it to Sun Hongmei's mouth. "Eat."
Sun Hongmei froze but instinctively opened her mouth and ate it.
Song Siyi nodded in satisfaction, placing the spoon in Sun Hongmei's bowl.
Then, she poured the entire bowl of custard into her own bowl.
Sun Hongmei immediately realized what was happening. "You actually suspect me? As if I would waste food!"
Song Siyi shrugged. "Who knows? After all, you hate me so much."
As she spoke, her chopsticks were already reaching for the other dishes on the table.
Seeing this, everyone at the table quickly picked up their chopsticks, afraid that nothing would be left in the next moment.
Tiedan burst into tears. "I want steamed egg custard too!"
Song Siyi threatened viciously, "Keep crying and I'll feed you chicken shit."
Tiedan's crying stopped abruptly. Old Lady Li slammed her chopsticks on the table.
"Can we have a proper meal or not? If not, get out."
She glared at Song Siyi, who replied nonchalantly, "What does this have to do with me? I'm eating just fine."
Old Lady Li: "…"
The rest of the meal proceeded with remarkable speed and smoothness.
Song Siyi ate two bowls of cornmeal porridge, a bowl of steamed egg custard, and polished off a third of the dishes on the table.
She wiped her mouth and walked outside, but her steps suddenly paused as she crossed the threshold. "There's still a piece of cured meat at home. Let's cook it tomorrow morning. If we don't have cured meat, chicken will do too."
With that, Song Siyi turned and walked out the door with a carefree air.
Sun Hongmei looked at Old Lady Li. "Mom, look at her!"