Feng Qingxue could hardly imagine such a scene, and she believed the trauma Miao Fengqin experienced at that time must have been no less than her own.
Hearing Wang Jiao's gloating laughter, she retorted irritably, "Be careful that your Goudan also ends up playing with poop and eating sheep dung. I'd like to see how you, as a mother, feel then."
Wang Jiao replied carelessly, "It's fine, my mother-in-law will take care of it."
Poop was so dirty and smelly; she certainly did not want to clean it up herself.
Feng Qingxue rolled her eyes at her, gesturing to Chen Xueniang to come into the house, "It's hot outside, let's chat inside."
"I won't be coming in. I am just out for a stroll. I will cook for my mother later and take advantage of a free meal!", Wang Jiao said as she bounced off with Goudan. "Goudan, let's go see your grandma and get some steamed egg custard!"
Goudan, with his still dark skin, responded with a stupid smile.