"I'm sorry." Sun Fangzhen apologized immediately after realizing that she had done something wrong.

Zhou Lili's mouth seemed to be glued shut, and she couldn't say the words of apology. Suddenly, she strode to the cupboard and opened the door.

The same oil can as the one in Jiang Yunshu's hand appeared in front of her, and the oil in the can was not less at all.

She...really wronged them.

Zhou Lili's face turned from red to white.

Jiang Yunshu pressed on, "Did you see clearly? If you did, then apologize."

Zhou Lili, who refused to apologize, argued, "You didn't use our oil, but you used our wok."

"Who wants your pot with a hole in it?"

Wan Xinyu picked up the unused large iron pot on the ground and stuffed it into Zhou Lili's hands.

Zhou Lili didn't have time to hide, and her hands and clothes were all black. Even so, she gritted her teeth and said, "You used our knife to cut meat."

The next second, Wan Xinyu had two more knives in his hands, one of which looked the newest and the sharpest.

Zhou Lili took two steps back in fear and said stubbornly, "We should use the firewood for cooking anyway."

"Look carefully, we use wheat straw, not your firewood."

At this moment, Wan Xinyu's little head finally came to his senses. Jiang Yunshu went out to fetch firewood without any complaints of dirt or tiredness, just to shut them up.

Jiang Zhiqing is truly far-sighted, once again proving that his vision is sound.

"Salt for cooking."

“We bought it ourselves.”

…………

After a struggle, Zhou Lili was speechless, and Jiang Yunshu had already lost his patience.