Fang Qiao died saving someone. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself reborn in the 1970s, a time of scarcity where everything required coupons.
Although there was a lack of food a...
She just chuckled to herself: "..."
Aunt Cheng truly lives up to her reputation as a lovable but annoying person who single-handedly made herself into someone everyone hates. Look at her rhetoric of putting down one person to praise another and sowing discord—it's so crude and lacks any real skill.
This isn't just trying to sow discord among others; it's clearly digging a hole and burying yourself in it!
Auntie, if you're not capable of that, please don't jump around like that, okay?
Fang Qiao said helplessly, "Auntie, please don't say that. Qiu Ju and my third aunt have a very good relationship. It's not good to talk about them behind their backs like that."
Aunt Cheng: "I'm not telling anyone else, I'm just telling you."
Fang Qiao was exhausted.
I am someone else, Auntie!
"Alright, alright, I won't say anything more." Seeing that Fang Qiao was completely impeccable, Aunt Cheng chuckled and changed the subject: "I have something to ask you."
Fang Qiao readily agreed: "Auntie, please ask."
Aunt Cheng: "Is Xiaojing coming back this time, or is she leaving again?"
Fang Qiao's ears twitched: "Auntie, why are you asking this?"
Aunt Cheng: "Nothing, just answer me directly, is she leaving or not?"
"I wanted to take Xiaojing with me, after all, I have four children at home, and I can't live without Xiaojing."
Fang Qiao smiled, her eyes and brows delicate and gentle.
Aunt Cheng was completely unaware that Fang Qiao had subtly set a trap for her.
She glanced at Fang Qiao's slender elbows, thinking to herself: With that small frame, she really doesn't look like someone who can keep an eye on four children.
I don't know how she takes care of herself. She's a woman who's already had three children, yet she still looks as young as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old virgin.