The pots and pans in the house were bought by Sister Liu, so she had to keep them and let Fu Yichen go to the market to buy them himself.
Fu Yichen was helpless; her mother was serious this time, calculating everything meticulously.
Since there wasn't even a bowl at home, Fu Yichen had no choice but to go to town to buy some basic necessities.
Ye Fangxuan was so angry that she couldn't sleep all night, and her eyes were filled with hatred as she looked at Sister Liu.
Sister Liu pretended not to see anything and continued doing what she was doing.
She and Commander Fu enjoyed a hot and delicious breakfast, but Fu Yichen hadn't yet bought the tools.
Fang Min and Zhu Quan went next door to freeload a meal.
As a result, they ran into Fang Jie collecting the bowls.
"Fang Jie, is there anything to eat? I'm starving."
Fang Jie: "Unfortunately, we just finished eating."
"The leftovers are fine too."
"There's nothing left, I just finished what I made."
Fang Min took a deep breath. "Is there anything else to eat?"
"No, oh, there are cucumbers in the yard, go pick some yourself."
"Can cucumbers fill me up? I want rice! I want dumplings!"
No, that's not the case.
"Fang Jie, you're so selfish! I'm your own sister, and this is how you treat me."
Fang Jie said expressionlessly, "Yes, I'm ruthless and don't care about my family. Don't count on me."
Fang Min stormed off, and Zhu Quan looked at Fang Jie with reluctance before following her.
Song Darong noticed Zhu Quan's expression.
His cold, sharp eyes immediately turned icy cold.
He said, "Don't let them in again. Lock the door when they come in and out. They're both no good, no wonder they got together."
Fang Jie and Song Yaohua nodded.
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