Shen Miaomiao did not go to the restaurant that day. Instead, she followed her mother to Liu Hua Street.
Aunt Guihua was worried about Shen Zhong, and Shen Miaomiao was worried about her mother, so she came along.
Ms. Li did not have any appointments today. She just sat in the yard, daydreaming. Seeing that Shen Miaomiao did not go into the house, she curiously moved over to her side.
"Why don't you go inside?"
Ms. Li was wearing a set of gray coarse hemp clothes today, wrapping herself up very tightly.
Shen Miaomiao just glanced at her without saying a word.
If one were to say she didn't want to go into the house because Shen Zhong forced a wife to sell herself, then as far as Ms. Li was concerned, she stopped liking her two years ago when she started stealing men.
"What, do you think I'm dirty and don't want to talk to me?" Ms. Li wasn't angered. She just asked sarcastically.