Old Mrs. Qian's chopsticks that were reaching for the braised pork paused again, and a hint of discomfort appeared on her face.

"Aunt, what's wrong with Sister Zhizhi? Did she eat something wrong and hurt her stomach?" Shen Zhihuan almost laughed out loud when he felt that Old Lady Qian's grip on the chopsticks was getting tighter and tighter.

Although Qian Zhizhi's belly is not visible yet, the reaction is quite big.

Li Qiuhua secretly glared at Shen Zhihuan, signaling her to stop talking nonsense.

Shen Zhihuan blinked innocently and turned to look at Old Lady Qian.

In the yard, the retching sounds continued.

The veins on Old Mrs. Qian’s forehead throbbed at this.

If she hadn't been at the Shen family, she would have really wanted to beat this disgraceful thing to death with two sticks.

"She caught a cold a couple of days ago and can't eat meat." Old Mrs. Qian smiled stiffly.

"I'll go make some shredded radish for Zhizhi." Shen Zhimei quickly put down her chopsticks, got up and went to the kitchen.

Shen Zhihuan shook his head when seeing this scene.

Li Qiuhua was also upset.

Other people's mothers don't worry about their own daughters, so why should it be her turn as a sister-in-law to worry about it?

key……

People didn't even consider her as their sister-in-law.

"Sister Zhizhi's cold might be quite serious. How about I ask Dr. Hua to check on her?" Shen Zhihuan stood up in a pretentious manner.

Old Mrs. Qian was so scared that she dropped the chopsticks in her hand and grabbed her.

"No! No!" Old Mrs. Qian, her heart beating faster, forced a smile, "I have medicine at home."

Qian Zhizhi, who had been making hiccups in the yard, was immediately frightened and broke into a sweat.

By the time the nausea wore off, my floral shirt was almost soaked with sweat.

Shen Zhihuan curled his lips calmly, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Old Mrs. Qian glared at Qian Zhizhi, then picked up the chopsticks and started eating the meat in big mouthfuls.

After being back for such a long time, Shen Zhimei had never had a full meal, let alone oily and meaty food. Now seeing a table full of meat and vegetables, she also opened her stomach.

Poor Qian Zhizhi looked at the table full of meat and vegetables but didn't dare to touch them. She ate the shredded radish that Shen Zhimei had prepared for her alone, looking pitiful.

Shen Zhihuan always felt that some TV dramas deliberately vilified some supporting characters, such as eating...

But this person in front of me...

It really slapped her in the face.

Not to mention the times she loosened her belt and the amount of meat she quickly stuffed into her mouth.

Take the bowl that was not much smaller than a football, for example. She had no idea how Old Mrs. Qian managed to stuff four bowls of rice into it.

I watched her mix the remaining soup from the braised pork and potatoes with the newly added rice, and she gulped it down in one gulp.

now.

The word "prostrating oneself" is not enough to fully describe her admiration for Old Lady Qian.

Damn it!

This is completely true, as long as you are not dying, just hold on to it.

Shen Zhimei cleaned up the dishes and went to the kitchen.

Old Mrs. Qian stood up and rubbed her round belly.

It’s great to have money!

The smell of a burp is full of meaty aroma.

When her daughter can earn 100 or 80 yuan a month, she will have to eat like this every day.

One hundred a month, twelve thousand a year, twelve thousand in ten years, and twenty years...

The more she thought about it, the more beautiful Mrs. Qian looked! Shen Zhihuan looked at Mrs. Qian, who was almost rolling her eyes, and curled her pink lips.

"Mom, please go boil some water!" Shen Zhihuan winked at Li Qiuhua at an angle where Old Lady Qian and Qian Zhizhi couldn't see.

Li Qiuhua glanced at the little girl with an evil look on her face and resigned herself to going to the kitchen.

After a while, the water boiled.

Shen Zhihuan took out the milk-flavored cereal he bought at the department store last time.

"Sizzle" it all poured into the pot.

The tempting milky aroma instantly spread far away.

Old Mrs. Qian held her round belly and swallowed.

at last……

Li Qiuhua didn't dare to eat it.

Shen Zhimei was feeling overwhelmed.

As for Qian Zhizhi, she covered her mouth and ran out the moment the smell of milk wafted out.

It was not until Mrs. Qian had eaten the entire half pot of milk-flavored oatmeal that she went into the house with a frown on her face.

Old Mrs. Qian wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and started cracking melon seeds again.

When Shen Zhimei came in after cleaning up, she looked at Shen Zhimei meaningfully.

Shen Zhimei, who was already feeling a little uneasy, couldn't even raise her head after being looked at like this.

He stood there rubbing his hands, not daring to move.

Shen Zhihuan watched coldly, pretending he knew nothing.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

She didn't care much about money.

With the current consumption level, the great unity in the resort will probably bring her endless troubles in her lifetime.

pity……

She didn't use the money to support her gluttonous hobby.

Old Mrs. Qian’s eyes were almost popping out of her head.

Shen Zhihuan smiled, picked up a handful of melon seeds and cracked them occasionally.

Four people were sitting and one was standing.

No one spoke, only the crisp sound of cracking melon seeds could be heard.

It was left like this for a long time.

After Old Lady Qian glared at Shen Zhimei fiercely, she turned her head to look at Li Qiuhua, her greasy lips curled up again and again, "Mother-in-law, actually, we came here this time to..."

At this point, Old Lady Qian pretended to be embarrassed.

"Look, auntie, there's nothing wrong with being a family. As long as it's not about borrowing money, grain, or bills, it's all fine." Without waiting for Mrs. Qian to finish her pretense, Shen Zhihuan just said with a smile.

Old Mrs. Qian’s face froze.

As long as it's not borrowing money or food...

What kind of bullshit is this? Apart from money, food, and coupons, what else is there for these old, weak, and disabled people in her family that is worth her caring about?

Old Mrs. Qian smiled apologetically, "During this time at home..."

"Aunt, the grain is distributed after the autumn harvest. Don't say that your Qian family has no grain. Besides, there is an old saying: help in emergencies but not in poverty." Shen Zhihuan sneered.

"Mother-in-law, what do you mean by this?" Old Madam Qian slammed the table and stood up, "When did I, Chen Ahe, ever say anything to you..."

"Then please keep your mouth shut." Shen Zhihuan also stood up.

Whoever is higher is right, right? "In order to prevent Auntie from having any inappropriate fantasies about my family's money, food, and coupons, I can tell you now that all the money in this family is in my hands, and my money is used to support my brother and mother, so you...don't worry about it."

Shen Zhihuan threw the remaining melon seeds in his hand into the bag and clapped his hands.

"You... what's so great about being able to write a few crappy words? You don't even know your own last name after earning a few bucks..." Old Mrs. Qian was immediately furious, like a lion with its fur standing on end.

"But didn't you go through all the trouble to make this trip just for the two bucks I earned?" Shen Zhihuan laughed.

Old Mrs. Qian was speechless for a moment.

"You bitch, are you going to let this sickly boy of yours humiliate an old woman like me?" Feeling extremely aggrieved, Old Lady Qian turned around and directed her fire at Shen Zhimei, who was huddled in the corner like a quail.

"Bitch?" Shen Zhihuan snorted coldly, "No matter how bitchy my elder sister is, she is not like the daughters of some bitches. They didn't even say goodbye to each other, but went into the woods with a wild man and even gave birth to a bastard, which brought shame to the world."

Old Mrs. Qian, who had been cursing all the time, suddenly became as quiet as a chicken.

"You...are...talking...nonsense..." Qian Zhizhi was also frightened.

Shen Zhihuan curled the corners of his mouth, not wanting to argue with them anymore, "I'm still in a good mood, so get out of here as far as you can, otherwise..."

Shen Zhihuan chuckled.

Old Mrs. Qian glared at Qian Zhizhi fiercely and left angrily.

Qian Zhizhi, feeling extremely guilty, didn't dare to stay any longer. She held her belly and trotted out of the Shen's house.

Shen Zhihuan rolled his eyes at the two people's backs, turned around and went back to the house to take a nap.

Shen Zhimei raised her head and looked at Li Qiuhua pitifully, as if she didn't dare to leave, and didn't dare to stay either.

Li Qiuhua didn't even bother to open his mouth and just waved at her.

"Mom, I'll come back to see you and my little sister another day." After Shen Zhimei said this, she trotted out.

(End of this chapter)