Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life-Chapter 891 - 880: The Transmigrator Girl’s Biased Grandmother

"Is our family really missing those two bowls of coarse grains? I’m doing this for Shuchen’s own good." Ye Qiu gave his daughter-in-law a glare. Don’t be fooled by her seeming honesty; like the third daughter-in-law, she also has her own little thoughts.

Everyone has their own little thoughts. She doesn’t mean to blame anyone, but taking advantage of the second household without even a word of thanks, and staying silent when the third household bullies the second household, is indeed unreasonable.

Shuchen is a scholar, and it’s true that scholars are highly valued in this era. But it’s unnecessary to coddle him to the point where his temperament becomes unstable, making it seem like the entire family revolves around him, and in the future, he won’t be able to endure any setbacks.

The eldest grandson repeatedly failed the exams in his previous life precisely because the family’s expectations of him were too high, the burden too heavy. This was compounded by the fact that everyone had always accommodated him, leaving him with no stress endurance.

On the other hand, the second grandson, Yang Shuliang, started his education late, read diligently without comparing himself to others, and was consistently hardworking, ultimately making it easier for him to succeed.

To change the fate of the eldest grandson, he must grow up himself. Initially, the special treatment he received from the family had to be stopped. Studying is hard, but is farming not also hard for everyone else? Does he alone get to eat fine rice and steamed eggs? That’s not for his good; it’s actually harming him.

"How is this for Shuchen’s good? Studying is so exhausting; he should definitely be nourished more." Ji Qiuyan said anxiously.

Ye Qiu didn’t speak to her, instead turning to his eldest grandson, Yang Shuchen: "Shuchen, you tell me, is studying hard?"

Yang, only ten years old this year, nodded modestly, already showing the demeanor of a learned person.

Ji Qiuyan relaxed, knowing that her mother-in-law liked Shuchen best. Since Shuchen said it was hard, his mother-in-law wouldn’t be harsh anymore.

"Are all your classmates at the academy also working as hard as you?" Ye Qiu asked again.

Yang Shuchen nodded once more. Recently, the teacher’s teachings have become much more difficult, and everyone found it troublesome.

"So do all your classmates at the academy eat fine rice and enjoy egg custard every day like you do?"

This question made Ji Qiuyan anxious again. Yang Shuchen hesitated and shook his head.

"Mom, that’s not how it works. Others don’t have it because their family conditions don’t allow it. Our family does; why shouldn’t Shuchen be able to eat it?" Ji Qiuyan said hurriedly.

"Shuchen, has your teacher taught you not to eat alone?"

Yang Shuchen blushed with embarrassment, nodding in shame and frustration: "Grandmother, from now on, I’ll eat the same as everyone else."

"Good boy." Ye Qiu ignored the frantic Ji Qiuyan, patting her eldest grandson’s head, "You’re a scholar, more aware of principles than us. If word gets out that a family saves on necessities just to give you good food, what will your classmates think of you?"

Yang Shuchen’s head lowered further, even imagining how others might mock him. He pushed the half-bowl of egg custard in front of him further away.

"Studying is hard, but your parents also work hard in the fields. Your mother just said she gladly eats coarse food for your sake. So would you be willing to spare a few days of eggs so everyone can taste the egg custard?" Ye Qiu gently coaxed.

Yang Xiudan glanced at her grandmother in surprise, not expecting this illiterate old lady to say such things.

"I’m willing, Grandma. From now on, I won’t eat egg custard; let everyone have it." Yang Shuchen was, after all, still a child and hadn’t developed the stubborn personality he would have in the future; he could still take in some advice.

After saying that, he told Ji Qiuyan: "Mom, I want you, Dad, and my younger sister to have egg custard too. It’s okay if I eat a little less. Some of my classmates can’t even afford coarse grains. I’m already fortunate. The teacher often talks about Kong Rong sharing pears; I want to learn from the ancients and share my egg custard with everyone."

Ji Qiuyan was utterly moved, not expecting these words to come from her own son. Listen, her son said he wants to save the egg custard for her!

"Mom won’t eat it; mom doesn’t like it." Habitually, she wanted to leave her portion for her son.

"If Shuchen wants you to eat it, you eat it, whether you like it or not, or else the child will be heartbroken." Ye Qiu chastised.

Ji Qiuyan felt awkward, noticing her son indeed looking disappointed and sad. She quickly set aside her shame, "Alright, I’ll eat it. I’ll eat the egg custard our Shuchen honors us with."

He honors it? Yang Xiudan chuckled quietly, thinking he probably didn’t even know what a hen looks like; her mother fed that chicken daily!

To be so moved over just one egg custard, they really are hopeless.

However, when she turned to look, she saw her parents’ envious expressions, feeling extremely wronged. She swore inwardly that she’d make big money in the future so that her parents wouldn’t envy others just for an egg custard.

"Very well, Shuchen, Grandma sees you in a new light today. Now, this remaining half-bowl of egg custard will go to your cousin. You don’t mind, do you?"

"No." Yang Shuchen shook his head.

Zhou Qing hadn’t expected such a surprise, but it was just half a bowl of egg custard, and she wasn’t particularly craving it. Her life before marriage had been worry-free. Yet she picked Yang Yuxin, the scoundrel, and now in this big household, they make a big deal out of an egg custard, acting so stingy.

"There’s nothing wrong with coarse grain. Look at all of us; we eat coarse grain and remain healthy, but you fall ill two or three times a year, perhaps due to eating too finely. I heard during the imperial examination, you stay in a tent for several days, eating, drinking, and relieving yourself inside. Without good health, it won’t do."

Initially, Ji Qiuyan was reluctant, but now this comment eased her tension.

Indeed, her mother-in-law cherished Shuchen most and surely acted in his best interest. Upon reflecting, it seemed correct. Everyone was healthy and strong except Shuchen, who was weak. Could it indeed be due to overly refined eating?

But is the imperial examination really that grueling? Spending several days in a tent for eating, drinking, and relieving oneself—how could Shuchen endure that?

"What’s the matter, afraid?" Ye Qiu asked, looking at her grandson.

"No, I’m not afraid; I’ll take good care of my health." Yang Shuchen said with determined eyes.

"Hmm, that’s my good grandson." Ye Qiu smiled, and everyone who had been tense also finally felt relieved.

Thinking about how everyone would get egg custard in a few days brought joy, especially to Yang Shuliang from the second household, whose silly smile made Yang Danxiu feel even more wronged.

"Brother, it’s just egg custard, and there are so many of us. Who knows how much we’ll each get. Is it worth getting this excited?"

However, Yang Shuliang misunderstood her words and, looking at her with fondness, said, "No problem, if there’s not enough, I’ll give you my share."

Upon hearing this, Yang Danxiu felt both wronged and moved, vowing to help her brother achieve success so he wouldn’t lose himself over a little egg custard.