Qiao Lian'er stood at the door, heard this, a slight smile appeared on her lips, and she walked away.
She knew that Xi'er's sadness wouldn't last past tonight.
After saying that, Qiao Xier sat down on a stool by the bedside, picked up her bowl and chopsticks, and began to eat.
She ate in large mouthfuls, chewing more vigorously than before, as if she were gnawing on her aunt's blood and flesh.
There's no need to wrong yourself for such a heartless, selfish, and ungrateful person. Just skip lunch and cry today; consider it a farewell to her past expectations.
"Good, as expected of my daughter. We should be glad that we saw through that family's true colors early on. Otherwise, even if you had gotten married, you wouldn't have lived a comfortable life."
As Feng entered the kitchen, Old Mrs. Qiao gestured to her, and the other members of the Qiao family also looked at her with questions in their eyes. Feng immediately understood what was going on.
“They ate it, they were willing to eat it, and they even said they didn’t want someone like Shen Liang.”
"Good, that's ambitious." Old Mrs. Qiao beamed. "How could the Qiao family not need the Shen family?"
“That’s right, our Xi’er deserves better.” Old Man Qiao nodded.
Da Yong: "He is not only better, but a thousand times, ten thousand times better than Shen Liang."
Qiao Lian'er added more food to her bowl: "I'm going to eat with Sister Xi'er."
“I’m going too.” Qiao Zhizhi quickly followed.
"Hey, you can't just pick so few vegetables. Add some more and spend more time with your cousin."
Grandma Qiao called out to the two women, took their bowls, and then took two large bowls from the cupboard. She poured the rice and vegetables from the small bowls into them, and then kept adding more rice and vegetables.
"Milk, that's enough, you can't finish it all," Qiao Lian'er quickly said.
Qiao Zhizhi: "Yeah, Grandma, that's way too much."
They're almost piled up into a small hill.
Grandma Qiao handed the large bowl to the two of them: "Spend some more time with your eldest cousin."
The two of them carried the heavy bowl into Qiao Xi'er's room.
Qiao Xi'er's room, which had always been locked, was now only slightly ajar.
Qiao Xi'er was eating. At first, she felt a bit vengeful while eating, but then she found it more and more delicious. Her mind was completely focused on savoring the food. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that she had been foolish to skip lunch for Shen Liang.
What a pity, what a loss.
She wanted to go to the kitchen and have a lively meal with everyone, but her eyes were swollen, so she decided to see everyone tomorrow.
As soon as I looked up, Qiao Lian'er and Qiao Zhizhi walked in, each carrying a large bowl.
"you--"
"Sister Xi'er, eating alone isn't as enjoyable as eating together," Qiao Lian'er said with a smile, pretending not to see Qiao Xi'er's red and swollen eyes, and sat down on the bed.
Qiao Zhizhi sat down beside her and said, "Sister Xi'er, Sister Lian'er said you're going to make sachets and handkerchiefs for us. I can't wait to get them. When are you going to finish them?"
Qiao Xi'er then realized why Qiao Lian'er wanted her to make those sachets and handkerchiefs for her and Qiao Zhizhi first.
It was because Lian'er already knew that Shen Liang and the Shi family girl were having an affair and that she couldn't trust them. She didn't want Lian'er's feelings to be wasted.
Fortunately, Lian'er had spoken up in advance, and she changed those patterns to be more suitable for girls' home use.
If the sickle is only raised slightly later, it will have a more masculine style, which is difficult to change and may have to be scrapped and redone for them.
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