"Stop it. If you're going to say something like you're not worthy of me or we're not suitable, then I advise you to hold your tongue. My heart is not made of stone, it can't be turned; my heart is not made of mat, it can't be rolled up. As long as I, Xiong Qianqian, have made up my mind, I will stick to it until death."
Xiong Qianqian interrupted Boyi and once again expressed her feelings to him in a firm tone.
Boyi looked at Qianqian helplessly, sighed, and continued riding his bicycle. Seeing that Boyi had nothing to say, Qianqian smiled smugly and rode her bicycle to catch up.
In the courtyard, the relationship between Shumei and Wencai deteriorated to the extreme.
Even in his dreams, Wencai would dream that he had driven Shumei out of the Li family. Whenever the two met, Wencai would look ferocious.
Wencai was about to start his "eliminating the evil" campaign. Every day, except for eating, drinking and sleeping, he spent all his time dealing with Shumei.
Today is Sunday, and Meng Li and Li Wenxue called to say they would be back for dinner. Meng Li had loved Shumei's cooking the previous time, and so she'd taken time out of her busy schedule to come back just to try her cooking again.
It was Shumei who received the call that morning. Meng Li repeatedly urged her to make more delicious food today. So as soon as Shumei hung up the phone, she hurried out to buy groceries and prepare lunch for the day.
Shumei was making soup in the kitchen when Xiao Shitou, who was sleeping in the room, suddenly burst into tears.
Of course, this is all Wencai's masterpiece. Although this approach feels a bit like a child playing house, he just wants to teach Shumei a lesson. If he can't drive her away, he will at least tease her severely.
While Shumei was busy in the kitchen, he sneaked into the room, deliberately made Xiao Shitou cry, and then quickly slipped out. He sat on the sofa and pretended to watch TV as if nothing had happened.
Seeing Shumei coming out of the kitchen and entering the house, he rushed into the kitchen at the speed of a 100-meter race and poured half a can of salt into the soup.
At noon, Meng Li and Li Wenxue returned to the courtyard on time. By then, Shumei had already placed the food on the square table. Smelling the tempting aroma of the food, Meng Li and Li Wenxue couldn't wait to sit down at the table.
"Shumei's cooking skills are really good. After eating the food you cook, I have no appetite for anything else!"
While eating the delicious food, Meng Li kept praising Shumei's cooking skills.
"Sister-in-law, we eat it every day, but we don't think it's that delicious! Aren't you exaggerating a bit? I think she was just lucky last time, it was just a coincidence."
"Wencai, does Shumei have a grudge against you? You're talking about her like that, and this food is obviously delicious!"
"Sister-in-law, how could I have any grudge against a nanny? I just think you should change the nanny. She is really not suitable for taking care of Xiao Shitou. Don't you know! Last time, she..."
"Wencai, having something to eat doesn't stop you from talking, right? If you keep chattering, you won't be able to stay at home for dinner even if it means paying your living expenses. Go out and make a living on your own. Shut up and eat your food."
The old aunt realized that Wencai wanted to use the incident of Shumei dropping the small stone as an excuse to get Mengli to drive Shumei away. The old aunt quickly stopped him and broke Wencai's plan.
"No, Mom...sister-in-law..."
"What? Didn't you understand what I said? Besides, get out now."
Wencai looked aggrieved and wanted to argue, but the old lady slammed her chopsticks on the table, stood up, pointed in the direction of the door, and roared at Wencai. Seeing the old lady so angry, Wencai naturally didn't dare to continue.
"Mom, please sit down! Don't be angry, Wencai, just say less. Look, your brother and I have finally come back to have a meal, why do you have to be so angry?" Meng Li stood up to comfort the old aunt and blamed Wencai at the same time.
Shumei also held the child and wanted to come over to persuade the old aunt. Seeing that the old aunt's mood calmed down a little after Meng Li's persuasion, she silently stepped aside.
Wencai was so wronged! He had no place to vent his anger, so he could only bear it alone. His hatred for Shumei only grew. He glared at Shumei with wide eyes and vicious eyes.
Unexpectedly, the quiet atmosphere was broken by Li Wenxue's scream.
"Oh my god! This...this salt is free?"
Li Wenxue filled a bowl of soup, took a sip, and quickly spat it out. He then hurriedly got up to pour himself some water to drink.
"Wenxue, what's wrong with you?"
"Try the soup and you'll know."
After hearing Wenxue's words, Meng Li took a sip of the remaining soup from Li Wenxue. The soup was indeed over-salted, not just a little bit more, and it was so bitter that it was difficult to swallow.
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