The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era

By the time the jar of raw marinated crabs was ready, it was already midnight.

Through the transparent glass jar, they could clearly see the crabs soaking in the dark red sauce, curiosity filling both their faces.

"So raw crabs just need to be soaked like this and they can be eaten? Won’t that cause diarrhea?"

Before Shen Mingzhu had the chance to respond, Pei Ziheng hurriedly spoke up, "Mom, I’m not afraid of diarrhea, when can we eat the marinated crabs?"

Pei Yang: "..."

You little rascal!

Shen Mingzhu instructed the man to move the jarred crabs to the refrigerator’s cooler compartment.

After closing the fridge door, Shen Mingzhu turned around and looked at the father and son with the feeling of her mood lifting without reason.

"Alright, off to sleep."

Seeing the smile on her face, the father and son both breathed a sigh of relief in unison.