But no matter how much regret she felt, the grains were sold and they had nothing - not even a single grain left in their house. Her nose was still twitching as she deeply inhaled the faint scent of chicken that was left behind after Qi Zhi left the courtyard with his bowl. Madam Zhang didn't want to bow her head in front of these nephews of hers, she refused to believe that these good for nothings whom she once bullied that they didn't even dare to say east if she said west - would one day be more successful than her own Ah Che.
However, but the reality was that their family were indeed in a better condition than her own so she could only plaster a fake smile " Let the past be in the past, what's the point of discussing it now, right? Anyway, what did you cook? It smells so good "
