Wang Cuihua couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Trying to trap you while you were washing clothes by the river was choking people, but we never said you were a dog, you just thought of yourself as one."
"Hmph," Liu Xiaohong said disgustedly, "you're so close to Su Qingyue just because you want to ask for her stir-fried fern recipe. Su Qingyue is so stingy, she definitely won't give it to you."
Wang Cuihua was angry and embarrassed because her intentions were exposed. "Yes, I do want the fried fern recipe. It can make so much money, who in the village doesn't want it? Qingyue has already told the villagers that she sold the recipe to the Rich Source Tavern, and if it gets out, she will have to pay for it. I may be bad, but I don't want her to lose money. How am I flattering her? My good relationship with her is because my husband Zhou Fuquan and her husband Xiao Yuchuan are close. There's no point in being jealous!"