"That Aunt Zhao said she was very capable, but I asked her to help me get two bottles of milk powder for my son, and she couldn't do it."
"If you can't do it, don't make such boasts and keep me waiting. People like this are really abominable. They brag without paying!"
Among them is the person who asked Aunt Zhao to help buy milk powder a few days ago. The other party is a young daughter-in-law.
She couldn't help but speak up for Aunt Zhao, "Aunt Zhao does have a channel for buying milk powder. She even bought milk powder for me before, but we have to prepare the milk tickets ourselves."
Lin Qingqing choked and felt a little embarrassed. She didn't expect to complain about others behind their backs and meet someone who knew the truth.
She quickly came to her senses and decided not to let others see her flaws.
"Then I don't know. Maybe she looks down on me."
"How is that possible? Aunt Zhao is not that kind of person. She was the one who took the initiative to help me get the milk powder!" said the young daughter-in-law.
A while ago, Aunt Zhao heard that she didn't have enough milk for her baby, and since she had a channel to buy milk powder, she took the initiative to help her get a few bottles of milk powder.
Lin Qingqing rolled her eyes and had an evil thought, "Could it be that Aunt Zhao took your money? Otherwise, why would she be so mean?"
"I am too smart and I know the price of milk powder in the market. She can't embezzle from it, so she refused to help me bring the baby."
The young daughter-in-law responded, "No, we are also aware of the price of milk powder in the market."
"The price of the milk powder Aunt Zhao brought us was the same as on the market. She never took advantage of the money."
"Don't think so badly of others. There must be some misunderstanding here that we are not aware of."
"There is a misunderstanding between you and her. I suggest you take the initiative to talk to her and clarify things."
"How about we all live in the same family compound? We don't see each other often, so it would be so awkward!"
Lin Qingqing thought that she didn't want to see Aunt Zhao again.
Aunt Zhao was so angry when she came out of her house a while ago, but she just got ignored.
"There is no misunderstanding between us. What misunderstanding could there be?"
"Aunt Zhao is the kind of person I mentioned. What do you mean by defending her? Do you think I'm lying?"
The young wife's face turned blue and red, and Lin Qingqing seemed to be a little angry.
Forget it. Now no matter what she said, Lin Qingqing wouldn't listen. She should just mind her own business.
Seeing that the young daughter-in-law stopped talking, Lin Qingqing felt very proud and straightened her back instantly, like a victorious rooster.
Lin Qingqing finished chatting with Aunt Zhao outside, and then went home contentedly to cook.
But before she finished cooking, her son was starving. She was anxious to feed her son, but she couldn't squeeze out even a drop of milk.
The rice soup at home had been finished a long time ago, so it was a bit too late to cook it now.
A thought flashed through her mind quickly, and without saying a word, she walked out holding her son.
On the other side, at Sang Feiyu's house, they were preparing to have dinner when they heard a violent knock on the door.
"I know your house. Open the door! I have something to talk to you about."
It was Lin Qingqing's voice.
Several adults in the house heard her voice and wanted to open the door, but now they sat in their seats, eating and doing what they were supposed to do, and no one wanted to open the door.
Sang Feiyu deliberately went into the room and put little Duomi into the space so that he would not be disturbed by the noise outside.
Lin Qingqing waited outside for a while, but no one came to open the door. She got a little angry and asked, "If my son starves to death, can you take responsibility?"
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