That night was very quiet.
Yuan Bao thought she might hear her parents' whispered conversations, but despite her efforts to stay awake until midnight, she didn't hear a single word between them.
Eventually, Yuan Bao fell asleep lost in her thoughts.
By the time she awoke in the morning, still not having slept enough, it was Mrs. Xiao Li who noisily got her up.
"Get up quickly, it's time to eat!"
"The sun's already shining on your back, hurry up and get up!"
"Quickly, if you don't get up now, there won't be any breakfast left for you!"
Yuan Bao woke up to Mrs. Xiao Li's clamoring, looked at her as if she had changed, and didn't make a fuss.
It's said that the child who cries gets the milk, but from her observation, if she dared to cry now, she'd probably get a beating.
Breakfast was even worse than yesterday; all there was, was millet rice and the homemade pickles.
But her dear brother Yuan Shouhu had eggs and millet porridge.
Really~ favoring sons over daughters!
