Yun Xiuqing wanted to teach the old lady a lesson, but suddenly she thought of a better idea and gave her a cold smile: "OK, you three wait. If I do it, you don't eat it, I'll put it in your mouth."

Words fall, cloud Xiu Qing raises a hand to vigorously clap cloud woman's hand to open, got up to go to the kitchen.

Cloud woman covered her hand back, angry voice trembled: "no wonder no one wants it, deserve it."

Qiaohui stood up, went to woman Yun, supported her and sat down. She said with a smile, "mother, don't be angry with that little bitch. There are still many days to come. We have plenty of opportunities to deal with him."

Cloud woman smilingly patted the back of Qiao Hui's hand: "Qiao Hui is still smart."

Yun Xiuqing went to the kitchen and looked around in the kitchen. There were still a lot of rice, some withered plum root vegetables and many seasonings in the kitchen. There were only four eggs left. When Yun Xiuqing made a fire, he poured some water into the rice and boiled it. Then he took some vegetables and threw them into the pot without washing or picking them up.

Yunxiuqing stirs the firewood in the pot again, and goes out with the firewood. Yunxiuqing remembers that he has a pig in the backyard, but later he pays the gambling debt to yunmingxiao and sells the pig. Although the pig is sold, the pig excrement is still left. Yunxiuqing doesn't want much, just one lump is enough.

When Yun Xiuqing came to the pigsty in the backyard, there was still a lot of pig excrement in the pigsty. Holding her nose, Yun Xiuqing picked a lump of excrement from it with firewood and ran to the kitchen.

When Yun Xiuqing came back to the kitchen, the pot was already steaming. Yun Xiuqing opened the lid of the pot and threw pig excrement into it. When Yun Xiuqing used to pick pig excrement, pig excrement was still dry. It didn't have any flavor. It was a pot, and Yun Xiuqing smelled hot.

Yun Xiuqing coughed a few times and quickly put the lid on the pot, which reduced the taste a lot: "old woman, smelly girl, I'll let you eat, let you eat, you can't die."

Yunxiuqing is in a better mood when she thinks of the appearance of qiaohui when they eat their own cooking. Sitting on the edge of the kitchen door, yunxiuqing suddenly feels that if she wants to let Yunfu eat excrement, she will have to let them not want to eat her cooking for the rest of their lives.

Yun Xiuqing suddenly smiles cunningly, closes her eyes, concentrates her mind, goes into her personal space, and dispenses two tubes of laxatives.

This kind of cathartic is colorless and tasteless. After drinking it, people can't find out whether it's cathartic by ancient Chinese medicine. Yun Xiuqing was excited when she thought about it. After concentrating on her personal space, she poured both tubes of cathartic into the pot.

Yun Xiuqing added a spoonful of salt to the stinking porridge. Yun Xiuqing could die of saltiness even if she didn't eat it.

After the porridge was finished, Yun Xiuqing went to the three sea bowls and went to the hall with a tray.

Yunfu and qiaohui in the hall are already hungry. Only Yunming and Xiao sit beside them drowsy.

Yun Xiuqing puts the tray on the dining table with a thump. Yunfu and qiaohui come forward immediately. When they smell the congee and see the dark congee, their faces change instantly.

The cloud woman pats the dining table and stares at Yun Xiuqing: "can this be eaten?"

"That's it. It's eaten by people. Did you poison the porridge?" Qiao Hui looks at the casual Yun Xiuqing viciously.

Yunming Xiao was woken up by the noise of Yunfu and qiaohui. As soon as he opened his eyes, he smelled the foot odor in the hall: "ah, what's the smell?"

When Qiao Hui saw that Yun Ming Xiao woke up, she quickly went over and took him by the arm: "Ming Xiao, look at what Yun Xiuqing is doing. It's clear that she wants to poison us."

Yunming Xiao is pulled to the dining table by qiaohui. When he looks down, he sees something in the three sea bowls. It's dark and smelly: "yunxiuqing, you want to die. What are you doing?"

Yun Xiuqing gave a cold smile, and she guessed that they didn't eat the porridge. She had been ready for a long time. When she came out of the kitchen just now, she picked a stick with a thick arm and pinned it behind her.

Yun Xiuqing pulls out a stick from his back and smashes it on the dining table. The sea bowl is shaken twice by Yun Xiuqing, and Yun woman and Qiao Hui are scared by Yun Xiuqing's posture.