"Wang Baomin!" Tao Ying shouted fiercely.

Tao Ying genuinely disliked Li Caixia.

This child is good for nothing except for her beauty.

Unfortunately, Wang Baomin is just a silly dog ​​who's obsessed with looks.

"Mom... Mom." Wang Baomin was stunned when he heard Tao Ying's voice, and immediately turned around.

When Li Caixia turned around and saw Tao Ying carrying so many things, she immediately put on a bright smile.

"Hello, Auntie." Li Caixia quickly stepped forward and reached out to take the malted milk powder from Tao Ying's hand.

The main problem was that the fabric Tao Ying bought didn't quite suit Li Caixia's taste.

After looking around, malted milk powder was the most appealing.

I thought to myself, this old lady has no sense at all. She doesn't even tell me before buying things. Who still buys fabric to make clothes these days? How outdated!

Tao Ying dodged Li Caixia's outstretched hand, handed the items to Wang Baomin, and kept the malted milk powder for herself.

"Auntie?" Li Caixia looked at Tao Ying somewhat awkwardly.

I don't understand what Wang Baomin's mother means by this. Although we haven't had much contact, we've met a few times. Wang Baomin's mother used to be quite kind to me.

"Let's go home!" Tao Ying didn't go to see Li Caixia.

Li Caixia was very angry when she was ignored. "Brother Baomin~"

He turned to look at Wang Baomin and called out in a low voice.

"Mom, this is Caixia," Wang Baomin said, forcing himself to speak.

“I don’t have Alzheimer’s, and I’m not blind,” Tao Ying said coldly.

"Auntie, what's wrong?" Li Caixia asked Tao Ying, suppressing her anger.

"Nothing much, didn't Wang Baomin tell you?" Tao Ying looked directly at Li Caixia.

In fact, Li Caixia's appearance is only slightly above average.

However, she permed her hair, shaped her eyebrows, applied powder, and put on lipstick.

This is already very cutting-edge for this era, and it's quite eye-catching.

"Tell me what?" Li Caixia had a bad feeling when she saw Tao Ying's attitude.

Among all his suitors, Wang Baomin was willing to choose the one with the best conditions, even though his family background and job were not the best.

Another point is that Wang Baomin's family can provide him with a job, and Wang Baomin himself is relatively easy to manage.

Other men with better prospects never intended to marry her; they were just playing around.

"Caixia, the job my dad's factory promised me, my mom gave to my sister." Wang Baomin didn't dare look at Li Caixia and said in a low voice.

"What?" Li Caixia stared at Wang Baomin in disbelief.

Li Caixia had already heard that Wang Chunni had returned.

Li Caixia was very unhappy. What kind of logic is it for a married sister-in-law to come back, especially with a child in tow?

"Auntie, wasn't this job supposed to be for me? If I don't have a job, the bride price will have to be increased by three hundred." Li Caixia's voice carried a hint of displeasure, and she didn't pay attention to her tone.

"Who are you talking to like that? You're a grown woman, how can you be so shameless? You're already talking about bride price?" Tao Ying's expression immediately changed, her voice filled with strong disdain.

"Wang Baomin!!" Li Caixia turned her head and looked at Wang Baomin angrily, her voice very sharp.

"What's the use of calling him? It's because I don't like you. Since Wang Baomin didn't tell you, then I'll tell you myself. I don't like you. Not only will I not give you a job, but I won't pay a single penny of dowry. If Wang Baomin insists on marrying you, then he can become your live-in son-in-law. Just pretend I never raised him." After saying that, Tao Ying ignored the two stunned people, took the bicycle from Wang Baomin, and left.

The rest is up to Wang Baomin.

The specific choice is up to Wang Baomin.

Tao Ying felt happy at the thought that she might have successfully driven another child away.

What mother-in-law/daughter-in-law issues, what age-old problems, are not worth considering at all.

Ultimately, it all boils down to the man and his position within the family.

As long as you don't care about that son, and as long as you don't live in the same house, there's no problem at all.

Why make yourself suffer?

When Tao Ying returned home, Wang Chuntao was already back, washing the soaking sheets in the yard.

"Chuntao, leave her there for your third brother to wash." Tao Ying thought that Wang Baomin probably wouldn't obediently wash anymore.

"Mom, Third Brother won't be back until after eight o'clock. Come inside and rest for a while. My sister will have dinner ready soon." Wang Chuntao didn't take it seriously.

Every family washes their own clothes at home. Now that my sister is back, things are a little easier for me. At least I don't have to cook anymore, and I don't have to clean the house myself.

"Don't wash anymore, Mom bought you shoes and a vest." Tao Ying actually wanted to buy underwear, but she didn't get any.

"What?" Wang Chuntao looked at Tao Ying in disbelief, then stared wide-eyed at the large and small bags on Tao Ying's bicycle.

'Is this over?'

"Mom also bought some fabric. Come over and pick out what color you like, then you and your sister can make it yourselves." Tao Ying was hurt by Wang Chuntao's look of disdain, as if she were a spendthrift.

What kind of thinking do these two girls have?

"Mom, just make some for my sister and Yangyang. I still have clothes to wear." Wang Chuntao's eyes were a little sore.

The shoes had been worn out for a long time, and I thought Mom hadn't noticed. I was thinking of just finding a piece of cloth to mend them myself.

I never imagined that Mom saw everything.

Wang Chuntao secretly wiped away her tears, her heart bubbling with joy.

“Your sister’s clothes are your sister’s, and yours are yours. Your clothes and pants are all too short.” Tao Ying sighed as she looked at Wang Chuntao’s tattered clothes with patches on and off.

Actually, the family's financial situation wasn't bad; it's just that they spent too little on Wang Chuntao.

This child is so sensible; he never asks for anything.

Since Tao Ying's mother passed away three years ago, the little girl's living conditions have been getting worse and worse.

“This mom even bought malted milk powder. She’ll make herself a cup every morning from now on. She needs to take good care of her health.” Tao Ying saw Wang Chuntao’s eyes.

However, she didn't expose it. Tao Ying really isn't good at handling these kinds of sentimental scenes, so it's best to pretend she didn't see them.

"Mom, I'm too old for this. Why should I drink such expensive stuff? Give it to my sister and Yangyang." Wang Chuntao quickly refused.

Wang Chunni once prepared malted milk powder for Wang Chuntao, and Tao Chenyang also shared it with Wang Chuntao from the same cup.

Although Wang Chuntao was also craving it, she wasn't jealous.

Wang Chuntao felt sorry for Wang Chunni, and also for Tao Chenyang.

"I bought some for them too. Don't refuse what Mom gives you. Learn from your third brother." Tao Ying smiled and hugged Wang Chuntao. The little girl was so sensible.

When Tao Ying hugged her like that, Wang Chunni could no longer hold back her tears, which secretly flowed down her cheeks.

"Mom, you're back? I made braised carp with tofu, and I marinated the meat. Let's make it tomorrow," Wang Chunni asked as she came out after hearing the commotion outside.

"Okay," Tao Ying replied cheerfully.

"Grandma!" Tao Chenyang immediately rushed into Tao Ying's arms and hugged her leg tightly.