Upon hearing the words "stealing," Shiyue's brow twitched.

She asked with concern, "What happened? What did they do to upset you?"

Sun Xiaohong was already full of grievances, and when Shiyue asked her, she was eager to pour out her heart.

She took a big bite of the pancake before recounting what had happened the night before.

Yesterday, fearing that the educated youth would complain to the commune, Sun Yongfu dragged He Lixuan and Jiang Dong to his home.

But his family's house wasn't spacious either.

Sun Yongfu's family has three habitable rooms: one for the elderly couple, one for their two sons, and one for their daughter, Sun Xiaohong.

With two people suddenly moving in, the only one who can move is Sun Xiaohong.

“I originally wanted to move in with you and squeeze in with you, but my dad just wouldn’t agree. He insisted that my third aunt’s house had an empty room and that I should live there, and I couldn’t refuse.”

The "third aunt" that Sun Xiaohong mentioned is Liu Sannu, who is Sun Chengcai's mother.

She has an empty room in her house, right? Shi Yue's old room is still vacant.

Shi Yue knew what Sun Yongfu was thinking.

She was, after all, a divorced woman, while Sun Xiaohong hadn't found a husband yet.

It's fine if they play together casually, but I'm worried that spending too much time together might affect my daughter's reputation.

Shi Yue wasn't upset about this; she didn't want to live with anyone right now.

She had a lot of secrets and wished she could keep her distance from everyone.

So she pretended not to see Sun Xiaohong's expectant look and changed the subject to the bedding she was holding.

“You’ve moved over, so why are you carrying your blankets back and forth? Aren’t you tired of all that trouble?”

Little did she know that her words had stepped on a hornet's nest, and Sun Xiaohong instantly became furious.