Mrs. Xue raised her head in a daze and looked at Shu Yu, who had suddenly made such a huge commotion.
Just as she was about to speak, Shu Yu suddenly bumped into her, and the dry coarse grain biscuit in her hand fell to the ground.
Mrs. Xue's eyes widened in anger. "What are you doing?"
She only ate a little bit every day, and she was not full every day. Although this pancake was dry, hard, and unpalatable, it was still dry food. Without this one, she would be hungry for the entire afternoon!
Who knew that Shu Yu was even louder than her. "What am I doing? What do you think I'm doing? You still have the face to act like a loving mother and filial son in front of me. Do you have any shame? What do you mean by my biological parents wanting to drown me before you brought me back to the Shu family? Do you think I'm a fool to believe your nonsense at this age?"