So, she decided to gather these old leaves and pickle them into salty vegetables. She would have them to eat later.
"Useless trash!"
Liu Baixiao gave Liu Rumei a quick glance, increasingly finding her, a woman he kept, utterly useless.
All she did was eat, yet she couldn't manage the housekeeping well. She also always wore a bitter gourd expression — the dust on her body could practically form noodles. Couldn't she wash herself cleaner?
He never considered in this time of drought that having a sip of water was already a blessing. How many people could afford to bathe every day?
Liu Rumei neither cared nor minded what Liu Baixiao yelled at her. All she cared about was having her meals and not starving to death.
"I'm asking you, where is Yushui? Why haven't I seen that wretched girl? Has she run off somewhere to charm men again?" Not seeing Liu Yushui, Liu Baixiao raised his voice and asked Liu Rumei.