"This, this..." Zhuang Lühe was somewhat at a loss.
Qiao Xiaomai saying such things in front of Tong Sanlang, this...
She couldn't help but look at Tong Sanlang.
Tong Sanlang returned a bitter smile hinged on powerlessness.
"What's this?" Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, used a handkerchief to wipe the grease off her hands, picked up her chopsticks and began eating the shrimp, "Mom, I won't swallow my anger like you. One's treatment is earned."
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Lühe turned pale.
Even she was lampooned by this remark.
Tong Sanlang "..."
He was reminded of what Qiao Xiaomai had said before, that she treated Qiao Changshun and Qiao Dami brusquely and lacked patience since she didn't consider them family, poking at their weak spots on purpose.
Now Zhuang Lühe was subjected to the same treatment.
"Xiaomai, your mom just recovered, don't say nonsense." Qiao Changshun put down his chopsticks and patted Zhuang Lühe's shoulder.