After paying the bill, I turned around and found that Su Jingjing's small bag was stuffed full.
She couldn't help but gasp, "Jingjing, why did you buy so much?"
These cost several dollars, enough to buy several kilograms of pork. Wouldn't it be better to use them to eat pork?
"Not many, just some necessities."
Su Jingjing realized what was happening, glanced down at the contents of her bag, and muttered, "The toothpaste and toothbrush are for the two kids, and the hair tie is for Yuanyuan."
The original owner never paid attention to the two children, let alone had the spare money to buy them these things. Now that she's here, she'll treat the two children well and doesn't want An'an to go through the same path again.
If there were clothes available here, she would have liked to buy some. She could go to the city another day and see if there were any jobs she could do. She couldn't keep asking Li Hanting for money every day; a modern woman like her couldn't stand that.
He Zhaodi's eyes widened in disbelief. "Even a child brushes their teeth?"
Children usually only ask to brush their teeth when they are over ten years old, since toothpaste is not cheap. Today, Su Jingjing bought two tubes of toothpaste at once, which is really extravagant.
What surprised her even more was that they also bought hair ties for Yuanyuan. They usually just use some elastic ropes to tie their children's hair, so they don't have any spare money to buy extra daily necessities.
After Huang Qiurong returned to the two of them after shopping, she heard the gist of the story. Su Jingjing's habit of spending money extravagantly was still unchanged, but this time she bought everything for the two children and nothing for herself.
It's impossible to spend several dollars to put on a show in front of her and He Zhaodi; it's completely unnecessary.
At this moment, Huang Qiurong believed that Su Jingjing had changed and seemed to realize the responsibilities of being a mother.
Standing in front of the meat stall, He Zhaodi looked at the rows of meat and felt a strong urge to buy it. After seeing Su Jingjing calmly buy a pound, she gritted her teeth and bought half a pound herself, just in time to nourish her Yi Kuan and Xiao Yun.
Tonight, the aroma of meat wafted from three houses in the residential compound, with the fragrance from the third floor on the east side being particularly strong, carrying for miles around.
Wu Xiuying's home on the second floor
Liang Dapang also smelled the aroma of meat, and his stomach immediately started rumbling with hunger, making the steamed bun in his hand seem less appealing.
He quickly finished the steamed bun and exclaimed, "Mom, I want to eat meat!"
Wu Xiuying exclaimed, "Ah!" Meat is so expensive, how could her family afford to buy it?
"Son, didn't you just eat a steamed bun? Your dad specially saved it for you."
Liang Dapang plopped down on the ground and rolled around, as if he wouldn't get up without meat. "I don't care, I just want to eat meat. Smell it, the whole place smells like meat."
The aroma of meat wafted over, and he shouted even more enthusiastically.
Hearing her son say that, Wu Xiuying stood at the door and sniffed hard. There was indeed a meaty smell. Her nose was stuffy today, so she wasn't as sensitive.
The fragrance seemed to be coming from her floor, which could only be from Sister Qiu Rong. Feeling deflated, she didn't dare go upstairs to visit.
In the family compound, there were two people she dared not take advantage of: one was Su Jingjing, who was even more shameless than her, and the other was Sister-in-law Qiu Rong, who sometimes made her feel uneasy when she looked at Huang Qiu Rong.
"Son, don't think about it, Mom doesn't dare to go."
Just as she was about to close the door, her son suddenly pointed upstairs and said, "Mom, I can smell something fragrant upstairs too."
Wu Xiuying suddenly remembered that this afternoon she saw Su Jingjing and the other two carrying large and small bags coming back from outside through the window, but she was far away and couldn't see very clearly.
Thinking about it that way, they must have bought meat!
She's got it! She can go visit He Zhaodi.
She told her son to stay home and behave, then slipped upstairs.
Indeed, the aroma of meat was stronger on the third floor. When I got to He Zhaodi's door, I almost lay down on the door and pretended to calmly knock.
In the kitchen, He Zhaodi plated the meat, followed by a little tail, "Mom, Xiaoyun wants to eat."
Today, Yan Xiaoyun not only ate steamed buns but also meat. You can imagine how happy she was!
He Zhaodi picked up a piece of meat and blew on it to cool it down, saying, "Okay, Mom will cool it down a bit."
"Come on, eat slowly."
Yan Xiaoyun smiled with her eyes narrowed, "Mom, the meat is so delicious, you should eat some too."
"Mom will eat when Dad comes back."
Her daughter had been following her since school ended, driven by the temptation of meat. He Zhaodi understood her daughter's eagerness; in fact, she had been swallowing hard just moments before.
The mother and daughter were laughing and joking in the kitchen when they suddenly heard a knock on the door. He Zhaodi wondered who could be coming at this hour.
Could it be Jingjing?
Seeing Wu Xiuying standing at the door with a smile, He Zhaodi's heart skipped a beat. How could she have forgotten her dog-like nose?
Standing in the middle of the gate, he asked nervously, "Xiuying, is there something you need?"
Wu Xiuying couldn't get in, but kept glancing inside. "Zhaodi, what are you cooking that smells so good? My Da Pang is so bothered by the smell that he can't eat."
He Zhaodi's heart leaped into her throat, and her lips trembled as she stammered, "No... I didn't cook anything."
She was determined to protect the meat.
Wu Xiuying cut to the chase, "Zhaodi, that's not fair of you. I could clearly smell the aroma of meat."
"What, are you afraid I'll eat you?"
Su Jingjing, carrying a trash bag, stood opposite and overheard Wu Xiuying's shameless words. She couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so concerned about what Zhao Di is eating? Why did you come all the way to the third floor?"
The two turned their heads at the same time. Wu Xiuying's eyebrows twitched, and she almost forgot that Su Jingjing also lived on the third floor.
Caught red-handed, she looked slightly uncomfortable and stubbornly argued, "Can't I just be concerned? I was just passing by and curious."
Just passing by?
Su Jingjing closed the door without making a sound and walked to the two of them. "I remember you live on the second floor. How did you end up on the third floor?"
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