Chapter 6

Martha became more and more convinced of her own guess, and couldn't help but laugh. "Then you'd better hurry up. If breakfast is late, Mother will lose her temper." However, Mother seems to enjoy tormenting the Nicholson brothers the most. Unfortunately, Willow is like a straw bag that is strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Even if you ask her to teach Jason a lesson, she could only come up with childish tricks like depriving the little rascal of a bed or giving him a couple of light whacks with a broom. It was unexpected that today she actually wised up and beat that Child till he couldn't get out of bed. If Mother knew, she would certainly be very delighted! Martha twisted her robust body happily and went to the stove. ... The food in this era was very simple. In a quarter of an hour, hot cornmeal pancakes and sorghum porridge were served on the table. However, looking at those dry pancakes and a lump of dark porridge, Willow couldn't muster any appetite. There were two bowls of egg custard on the table that looked relatively fresh and nutritious. It should be good for replenishing little Xuan's strength. "Eggs, eggs, Mommy, I want to eat eggs!" A childish voice came from outside. Shortly after, a wan-faced little girl stepped in leading a three or four-year-old boy. As soon as Martha saw the little boy, her eyes lit up with joy, "Well, well, get Mommy's little Jake an egg." "Mia, what are you standing there for? Quickly feed your younger brother the egg custard." The little girl holds up the egg custard, couldn't help but swallow, and licks her lips, obviously wanting to eat it badly. But in the end, she obediently feeds it to her younger brother next to her. Jake swallows down the egg custard fed by his sister without any hesitation, thoroughly enjoying it, without any intention of sharing a bite with his sister. These two are the children of Martha and Jerry. The girl is five years old and is called Mia Smith. The boy is four years old, named Jake Smith. Judging from their ages, both are just children, but because one is a girl and the other is a boy, their treatments are worlds apart. "The egg is mine! Mine! You can't snatch it from me——!" Miaa had just fed Jake a couple of bites of the egg custard when a chubby little boy rushed in like a cannonball, glaring fiercely at Jake. Jake, who was misbehaving with Mia, complaining about her not feeding him well, immediately shrunk into a ball at the sight of this little fat boy, showing a look of fear, muttering: "Little uncle, I, I didn't snatch yours…" Turns out, this chubby boy is Nate and Wendy's youngest son, Harry Nicholson. In the Nicholson family, he is the real little ancestor. Everyone has to coax and appease him. The best things at home are only available to others after he has picked over them. As soon as Martha saw Harry charging towards her son in a huff, her heart immediately panicked, and she quickly piled up a smile and said, "Harry, come quickly, your aunt has prepared the egg custard for you. I promise it's much more delicious and tasty than Jake's!" However, when she turned around, she saw that Willow had already picked up the only remaining bowl of egg custard on the table, along with a few cornmeal pancakes, and was about to leave. Martha quickly stopped her: "Hey, third sister-in-law, what are you doing? That egg custard is Harry, what are you doing with it? Put it down quickly!" Willow dodged her grab, casually saying, "Jason is sick, so I won't call him out to eat. It's thoughtful of elder sister-in-law. This bowl of egg custard is just right for him to replenish his body." Martha was stunned for a moment, then incredulously said, "Sister-in-law, did your brain get kicked by a donkey? What qualifications does that rascal Jason have to eat egg custard?"