Chapter 91

The old lady Qian stuck her chopsticks towards the braised pork again, showing a little discomfort on her face.

"Auntie, what's wrong with Sister Zhizhi? Did she eat something wrong and hurt her stomach?" Shen Zhihuan almost laughed out loud when she felt that Mrs. Qian's hand holding the chopsticks was getting tighter and tighter.

Although Qian Zhizhi's stomach was still invisible, the reaction was really not small.

Li Qiuhua secretly stared at Shen Zhihuan, and motioned her not to talk nonsense.

Shen Zhihuan blinked innocently, then turned to look at Mrs. Qian.

In the courtyard, the sound of retching continued.

The veins on Old Madam Qian's forehead twitched.

If it wasn't for the Shen family, she really wanted to beat this shameful thing to death with two sticks.

"She caught a cold two days ago, so she couldn't see meat." Old lady Qian smiled stiffly.

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

Seeing this scene, Shen Zhihuan shook her head inwardly.

Li Qiuhua also looked at it badly.

The mother of the family doesn't even worry about her own daughter, so is it her turn to be the sister-in-law to worry about?

The essential……

They didn't treat her as their own sister-in-law at all.

"Sister Zhizhi's cold is probably a bit serious, why don't I go to Doctor Hua to show Sister Zhizhi?" Shen Zhihuan stood up pretendingly.

She was so frightened that the old lady Qian threw away the chopsticks in her hand, and grabbed her.

"No! No!" The old lady Qian forced a smile with her heart beating fast, "There are still medicines at home."

Qian Zhizhi, who had been "cracking" in the courtyard, was immediately sweating from fright.

When the nausea disappeared, the floral shirt on his body was almost drenched with sweat.

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

The old lady Qian glared at Qian Zhizhi, picked up her chopsticks and began to eat meat.

After going back for so long, Shen Zhimei didn't talk about oily meat, even if he didn't eat enough, now he saw a table of meat and vegetables, and he opened his stomach.

Poor Qian Zhizhi looked at the big table of meat and vegetables, but didn't dare to touch it, and ate the shredded radish mixed by Shen Zhimei pitifully by herself.

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

But in front of this...

It really hit her hard in the face.

Not to mention the number of times she loosened her trouser belt and the meat that was hurriedly stuffed into her mouth.

As for the bowls that were not much smaller than a football, she didn't know how old lady Qian stuffed four bowls of rice.

Watching her mix the remaining soup in the Potato Pork with the newly added rice, "sloppy" went down again.

now.

Even throwing herself into the ground cannot perfectly explain her admiration for Mrs. Qian.

Nima!

This is completely, as long as you can't support it to death, you will support it to death.

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

Old Madam Qian stood up and rubbed her bulging stomach.

It's nice to have money!

After a full burp, the smell is full of meat.

When her daughter can earn 80 yuan a month, she has to eat like this every day.

A month is one hundred, a year is one thousand two, ten years is twelve thousand, twenty years is...

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

"Mother, go and boil some water!" Shen Zhihuan winked at Li Qiuhua from an angle that Old Madam Qian and Qian Zhizhi couldn't see.

Li Qiuhua glanced at the little girl with an evil face, and went to the kitchen resignedly.

After a while, the water boiled.

Shen Zhihuan took out the milk-flavored oatmeal she bought at the department store last time.

The "thorns" were all poured into the pot.

The tempting milky fragrance wafted far away in an instant.

Old Madam Qian swallowed while supporting her chubby stomach.

At last……

Half of the pot of milk-flavored oatmeal went into Old Madam Qian's stomach.

Li Qiuhua didn't dare to eat it.

Shen Zhimei panicked.

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

It wasn't until Old Madam Qian slid the half pot of milk-flavored oatmeal into her belly that she frowned and entered the room.

Old Madam Qian wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and knocked on the sunflower seeds again.

When Shen Zhimei finished packing and came in, she gave Shen Zhimei a meaningful look.

Shen Zhimei, who was already a little uneasy, couldn't hold her head up at this glance.

He rubbed his hands and stood there, not daring to move.

Shen Zhihuan watched coldly, pretending that he didn't know anything.

She didn't care much about money.

With the current level of consumption, the big unity in the resort estimated that she would be in trouble for the rest of her life.

pity……

She doesn't have the hobby of taking money to support gluttony.

Seeing that Mrs. Qian's eyes almost popped out.

Shen Zhi smiled happily, twisted a handful of melon seeds and knocked them one by one.

Four people are sitting and one is standing.

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

It hung like this for half a day.

After the old lady Qian gave Shen Zhimei a hard look, she turned her head to look at Li Qiuhua, the corners of her oily mouth curled up again and again, "Mother-in-law, actually, we came here this time to..."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Qian pretended to be embarrassed.

"Look at Auntie, if the family has anything to say, as long as it's not about borrowing money, food, or tickets, it's fine." Before the old lady Qian finished her pretense, Shen Zhihuan directly said with a smile.

Old Madam Qian's face froze.

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

What the hell is this talking about?
Apart from money, food, tickets, what else should she worry about about the old, weak, sick and disabled in their family.

The old lady Qian smiled, "During this time at home..."

"Auntie, the food is only distributed after the autumn harvest. Don't say that your old Qian's family will run out of food. Besides, don't you just say the old saying, the emergency is not the poor." Shen Zhihuan sneered.

"Mother-in-law, what do you mean?" Mrs. Qian slapped the table and stood up, "When did I, Chen Ahe, speak to you..."

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

Whoever is taller is right, right?
"In order to prevent my aunt from having any illusions about my family's money, food, and tickets, I can tell you right now that all the money in this family is in my hands, and my money is used to support my younger brother and mother." Yes, you...don't worry about it."

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

"You... what's so great about being able to write two bad characters? You won't know your last name if you earn two bad money..." The old lady Qian was furious like a lion whose hair has exploded.

"But isn't it just for the two stinky money I earned that you made this trip?" Shen Zhi laughed.

The old lady Qian was stunned for a moment and was speechless.

"Bitch, are you going to let this sick man of yours humiliate my old lady?" The old lady Qian turned her head and pointed the cannon fire at Shen Zhimei who was crouching like a quail in the corner.

"Cheap?" Shen Zhihuan snorted coldly, "No matter how cheap my eldest sister is, she's not like the daughters of some old scumbags. Without even saying anything, she went into the woods with a wild man, and made a shameful thing out of it."

The old lady Qian, who had been swearing all the time, became as quiet as a chicken in an instant.

"You... nonsense... what..." Qian Zhizhi was also shocked.

Shen Zhihuan hooked the corners of his mouth, not wanting to chat with them anymore, "While I'm in a good mood, roll as far as you can, or..."

Shen Zhihuan let out a sigh.

The old lady Qian gave Qian Zhizhi a vicious look, and left angrily.

Qian Zhizhi, who was so guilty, didn't dare to stay longer, and trotted out of Shen's house holding her belly.

Shen Zhihuan rolled his eyes towards the backs of the two, turned his head and went back to the house to take a nap.

Shen Zhimei raised her head and looked at Li Qiuhua pitifully, as if she dared not leave or stay.

Li Qiuhua didn't even bother to open his mouth, and waved his hand towards her.

"Mother, I'll come back to see you and my little sister some other day." After Shen Zhimei finished speaking, she trotted after her.

(End of this chapter)

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