Yuan Chun spat and kicked in frustration, "Ungrateful brat! When you tricked me into giving you money, you promised you'd honor your mother with it. You've been working for seven or eight years, yet your mother hasn't even tasted a single piece of candy from you, just a sweet-talking unfilial son. Look, you knew your mother was coming, and you just got your own meal at the cafeteria. What, your mother doesn't deserve to eat at your house?"
"Mother, I'm hungry too."
Watching his favored younger brother get hit and scolded, Ma Laoer found it quite entertaining. Only when his stomach growled did he say, "Mother, I'm hungry too, let's eat first."
Yuan Chun snorted and went to the kitchen to cook.
There were quite a few ingredients in the kitchen, so Yuan Chun picked out some good items to cook, steamed a pot of rice, stir-fried a dish of chili with eggs, made a dish of eggplant in oil, and a dish of braised mushrooms.
