Seeing Zhou Pingping carrying a pot alone, she rolled her eyes and moved over.
"Hey, Pingping, why are you carrying such heavy pots and pans by yourself? Is your aunt going to let you wash them all by yourself?"
Widow Song clapped her hands and said in an exaggerated tone, "Who would treat a child like this? Wang Man is simply too much. Come on, I'll go and talk to her for you."
She shouted loudly on purpose, wanting to let the villagers know what kind of person Suman was.
She knew that Zhou Pingping and Su Man were not on good terms, and she intended to use Zhou Pingping to make trouble, ruining Su Man's reputation under the banner of helping Zhou Pingping.
"Come on, Pingping, I'll help you carry it. Don't crush such a small child. Wang Man doesn't feel sorry for you, but I do."
Widow Song had a good plan, but Zhou Pingping didn't buy it at all. She snatched her hand away and said, "No need for your fake kindness. Go away!"
When facing outsiders, Zhou Pingping returned to her usual unruly self and refused to let Widow Song touch her at all.
Widow Song also lost her temper. "You little bastard, you don't know how to appreciate kindness. You deserve to be bullied by Wang Man!"
"Don't talk about my aunt!"
Zhou Pingping dropped the bowl on the ground and said angrily, "Aunt saved me twice, but I was ignorant. I wanted to help Aunt with work, what does it have to do with you, an old woman?"
"Who are you calling old woman? You little bastard, you have a father but no mother, you deserve to be exhausted to death!"
Widow Song spoke so viciously that the surrounding villagers could not bear to listen.
"I say, Widow Song, why are you meddling in other people's affairs?"
"That's right, you are free."
"If you have the time to mind your own business, you might as well go find something to eat so you don't have to borrow from everywhere all day long."
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Widow Song was so ashamed and angry when her past was exposed, but she didn't dare to offend the villagers, so she could only leave angrily.
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"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Qin Wanru saw that Widow Song looked unhappy when she came back, and asked with concern, "Didn't you borrow anything to eat?"
Widow Song was furious and threw the empty basket away. "How can I borrow it? Those villagers are so stingy. Don't eat tonight."
"ah?"
Qin Wanru said with a bitter face, "Mom, we only had one potato for the three of us at noon. I'm so hungry that my eyes are blurry. If we don't eat something, how are we going to travel tomorrow?"
They had been going hungry for several days, waking up hungry every night, and all three of them had lost a lot of weight.
Qin Mosheng, who was sitting aside reading a book, gave Qin Wanru a sidelong glance. She still had the nerve to say that if she had not refused to marry Wang Yongchang, their family would not have ended up in this situation.
Qin Mosheng was furious and said sarcastically, "If you want to eat, you have to have food. If we starve to death together, there will be no need to distinguish between village women and officials' wives."
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