Yueyue held her chin high, and although she couldn't pronounce some words clearly, she was already able to distinguish right from wrong.
"Auntie, you're wrong. My mom says I'm pretty because I'm naturally pretty, not because of any man. Only someone like that would think that way about others!"
Yueyue speaks clearly and logically, while Lü Jie, though sharp-tongued, spews out vulgarities that, aside from being offensive, have no real impact.
"You two debt collectors, I told you to get out of my door! What are you, daring to talk back to me like that? If you don't leave, I, I—"
Lü Jie glanced behind her and finally fixed her gaze on the broom next to her.
She turned around and grabbed a broom, but Yangyang, without any fear, used one hand to pry open her eyes, stuck out her tongue, and made a face.
Yueyue naturally followed suit.
"Hehe, you're not Stone Brother's mother. They all say you're a stepmother. You're not a good person, you're a big witch! We don't want to play with you! You heartless witch! Humph!"
Provoked by two children who were only a few years old, Lü Jie's anger burned even brighter.
She grabbed the broom next to her and rushed out. Yangyang grabbed Yueyue's hand without hesitation, and the two of them ran out of the alley.
They had already reached the end of the alley when Yangyang patted his pounding little heart with one hand.
“She must have bullied Brother Stone a lot. We made such a commotion, but he didn’t come out. Where did Brother Stone go?”
Yangyang was a little worried, as this was the first friend they had made since arriving in this place.
Yueyue gently hugged him: "Why don't we go back and tell Mom? Mom will definitely have a way."
The two little ones are very self-aware.
They are too young to know where the stone is, so their mother told them to seek help from any available resources.
Yangyang patted the dirt off his clothes, took Yueyue's hand, and prepared to go home to find Shuying.
Song Zhaodi was busy in the kitchen by herself. Although making dumplings by herself was a bit of a hassle, she enjoyed it.
Calling Ding Rumei over at this time would only result in her acting superior and finding fault instead of helping. It would be better for her to stay alone and enjoy her leisure time.
Ding Rumei was clearly quick and efficient, but for some reason, she always wanted to compete with Song Zhaodi in everything, and when it came to doing chores, she became even more domineering.
"Song Zhaodi, when you're making dumplings later, pay attention to these things. We like dumplings with thin skins and lots of filling. They're really good when you can see the filling inside after they're cooked. Also, the filling shouldn't be too salty or too bland. I don't know how much Shuying paid you, but you should be able to do this basic job of making dumplings, right?"
Song Zhaodi prepared the filling in advance and also scrambled some eggs to mix into the filling later.
Ding Rumei's incessant chatter drifted in from outside, but she pretended not to hear it.
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