However, this comfort not only did not calm Li Ailan down, but instead made her rage even more intense.
"Bah! What a joke! Isn't she just trying to take advantage of that burden? She doesn't even consider that the burden is about to leave, so how can she take advantage of him? Dream on!"
Li Ailan cursed for a while, regardless of her marriage.
She didn't know that her words also included insults to Li Aiju.
Li Aiju's face looked unhappy, and she looked at Li Ailan with increasing impatience.
Who says you can’t take advantage of Li Jinfeng?
She, Li Aiju, wants to take it!
"Ai Lan, Chen Zhaodi is gone, and there are no elders in this house. Please wait for me for a moment, I will call grandma over and seal your dowry by the way." Li Aiju said.
As soon as Li Aiju left, Zhang Xiulan, who was pregnant, came knocking on the door.
She was holding a pair of cotton shoes in her hand, which she had bought during this period.
The cotton shoes are made of good cotton cloth and the cotton content is also sufficient.
Once upon a time, she really wanted to raise the sisters Li Aiju and Li Ailan as her own daughters, but fate played tricks on her.
Now, as a stepmother, this is all Zhang Xiulan can do.
"Ai Lan..." Zhang Xiu Lan called out from outside the door.
The moment Li Ailan heard Zhang Xiulan's voice, she was unhappy, but she still opened the door.
After opening the door, she found that Zhang Xiulan did not enter her room.
"What are you doing? Do you want me to invite you in?" Li Ailan said unhappily.
"Well, I'm pregnant and can't enter your room. Take this!" Zhang Xiulan handed the cotton shoes to Li Ailan.
Li Ailan touched the cotton shoes and found they were much thicker than the pair she was wearing and very warm.
Her tone of voice became slightly better. "If you're pregnant, don't run around outside if you don't have anything to do. If you fall, don't blame others."
Zhang Xiulan was stunned for a moment, then nodded hurriedly, "I understand. I'll go back right away."
Zhang Xiu Lan didn't delay and turned to leave.
Li Ailan's voice suddenly came from behind, "Don't think that I will be grateful to you just because you gave me shoes. I...I will not be grateful to you."
Li Ailan kept yelling while still holding the pair of cotton shoes tightly.
Originally, this pair of shoes should have been given to her by her biological mother Jiang Xiaoqin.
But...but her mother ran away and didn't want her anymore.
Li Ailan suddenly felt a little sad. The sadder she felt, the more she wanted to hug the pair of cotton shoes.
When Zhang Xiu Lan was completely gone, she felt a little melancholy in her heart again.
When Li Aiju and Old Lady Li came in, they saw Li Ailan squatting on the ground with a pair of cotton shoes in her hands.
Old Mrs. Li has been making clothes for people for many years. She can tell good clothes and shoes at a glance. "These shoes are nice. Who gave them to you?"
Li Ailan hugged her shoes tighter, "No... no one! Grandma, have my grandpa's people come yet?"
When the Jiang family was mentioned, Mrs. Li's face turned bad. "Why do you mention them? They won't give you any money even if they come. At most, they will eat and drink for free!"
Li Ailan stopped talking.
She returned to her chair, calmed down for a long time, and finally regained her vitality.
As soon as Old Mrs. Li came in, she started to pack her dowry.
Her things were not as much as Li Jinfeng's, and could not even fit in two boxes.
Li Ailan's things could barely fit into one box, but for the sake of face, she still prepared two boxes, one empty and the other not much.
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