Liu Sanmei recently didn't like going out because of this matter, always feeling that they were pointing fingers at her, laughing at them, mistaking fish-eyes for pearls, and pearls for fish-eyes.
Having just cut a bunch of chives and returned home, Liu Sanmei found the sight of Hu Aihong trying to ingratiate herself with Ji Ying more and more distasteful, and she couldn't help but lose her temper.
"I am close sisters with Yingzi, what do you mean by one dog or not, it's you..." Hu Aihong sized up Liu Sanmei and said, "Wasn't your grandson working at the cannery? Why haven't I seen him buy you a few more clothes?"
"Tsk tsk tsk." Hu Aihong shook her head and said, "That's true, a grandma is just a grandma, how can she compare with a real mom, look at Zhao Juxiang, she's getting one new piece of clothing after another."
