Hearing her daughter-in-law scolding her son, the third aunt looked unhappy, "Xue'er, look at what you said. Qingzhi still has to call me aunt. There is no need for us to have different opinions. Zhiming is also wrong. Wasn't it because of us that the life of the Fuqiang family became better in the beginning?"

Sun Xue disliked her mother-in-law's behavior the most. She thought that as long as there were relatives, they were all family. She looked down on the poor relatives and acted arrogantly.

She lay on the sofa and said directly: "Initially, my cousin's family sent us vegetables and let Zaizai's classmates taste them. Those parents took the initiative to ask to buy them. Besides, if the vegetables grown by Qingzhi are not delicious, your efforts to promote them will be useless."

Third aunt was still mumbling something.

Sun Xue didn't hear clearly, but she guessed that her mother-in-law just didn't agree with her words, so she said directly: "Qingzhi has sent us more vegetables every time, and eggs are sent once every two weeks. Mom, you didn't pay for the eggs, right?"

The third aunt swallowed guiltily, avoiding her daughter-in-law's gaze and said, "I only asked for vegetables. I didn't ask for the eggs later. Qingzhi insisted on giving them to me."

"I knew it." How could Sun Xue not know how stingy her mother-in-law was.

At the beginning, Sun Xue insisted on giving the money. She hated owing favors to others or taking advantage of others the most.

Zhang Zhiming was trying to save face as a man, and he was still stubborn, refusing to admit that he had done anything wrong: "She just asked for an invitation code, and I didn't refuse to give her the money."

Sun Xue directly opened the group message and showed it to her man.

Message after message in the group criticized the practice of giving invitation codes through backdoors. It's disgusting that they should just give it away openly, but they still show off by doing this.

Zhang Zhiming realized how much trouble a small invitation code had caused Qingzhi. "I didn't expect that an invitation code would cause such a mess."

"Right now, Fuwang Farm is very popular and has been hotly discussed online. Don't do this kind of thing in the future. It will bring bad reputation to Qingzhi." Sun Xue persuaded slowly, "If you don't want to ruin this relationship, you'd better apologize to Qingzhi."

The third aunt said, "Oh, there's no need to apologize. Zhiming is Qingzhi's cousin and an elder. There's no need to be so formal."

"Mom." Sun Xue called her seriously, "I'll buy the food for the family from now on, you can have a good rest."

She didn't pay much attention to her mother-in-law giving money later, as she didn't know how much advantage her mother-in-law might have taken from Qingzhi's family.

Zhang Zhiming originally felt that it was not necessary to apologize, but then he thought that this relationship really could not be ruined.

Not to mention, several partners had asked him to promote their boss’ WeChat account. After he did so, those people gave him a lot of benefits.

Later, anyone who needed vegetables, knowing that he was the boss's relative, would more or less give him some face.

To be honest, he actually benefited from Qingzhi's help.

Moreover, the vegetables grown by Qingzhi are so delicious. Qingzhi always gives away the eggs that others can't get. Qingzhi doesn't sell the free-range chickens at home online. He kills them directly and sends several of them to me in frozen condition.

Xu Qingzhi saw the message and just replied with a "hmm" expression.

The messages in the group continued to come in, asking her to give an explanation.

Xu Qingzhi saw the message in the group, quit, found a small program, set up the lottery and restrictions, and then posted it in the group.

There are 50 invitation codes in the lottery, limited to 500 people in the group, and the probability of winning is one in ten.

She always likes to do rather than talk.

Throw in a prize draw link.

Originally, a group of people in the vegetable selling group were clamoring for an explanation: "..."

Everyone was silent for about two or three seconds. Oh, no, actually everyone quickly clicked on the link and went to draw the prize.

The atmosphere in the group changed instantly.

"Boss, I really love you. You are a ruthless person who doesn't talk much. Just give me the link to the lottery and I won one."

"What kind of luck am I? I didn't win."

"Possessed by the Emperor of Europe, please bless me to win!"

"I won the prize. I want to thank my boss, my parents for giving birth to me, God, Jesus, and the world for letting me win this prize. I decided to exchange it for two kilograms of rice."

"I'm so jealous, I just passed by without winning~"

This time, drawing an invitation code is as exciting as drawing cards in a game.

A person who had previously been clamoring for the boss to give an explanation and now won the prize said: "Boss, you know how to appease customers!"

Even those who didn’t win the prize would just think: What a shame! It’s all because of my bad luck.

(End of this chapter)