Having reached this point, Zhou Lihua suddenly realized something. She smacked her thigh, hurriedly stood up, and rushed outside in a whirlwind.
"No, I need to go keep a good eye on things, lest those greedy, jealous people sneak a bite."
Su Qiao, who had just been woken up: "..."
The one who snuck food was always her—or rather, the original owner, right?
Second Aunt had never dared to reach out a sneaky hand when cooking meals.
Only she—every time it was her turn to cook, the food not only tasted bad, but she also skimped on the portions, inviting a scolding from the old lady every single time.
Yet her skin was thick enough; she would get cursed out this time, and still sneak a bite the next.
Along with the original owner, the original owner's younger brother, Little Haozi, also frequently managed to sponge off meals.
This was the reason why the two of them had stronger builds than Second Uncle's family.
"Forget it, I won't sleep anymore. I better get up quickly and wash my clothes and quilt, otherwise I won't have anything to change into tomorrow."
Su Qiao got off the bed, shuffled in her black cloth shoes, and dragged the large wooden basin soaking the clothes and quilt out from under the bed.
Just as she was about to carry it outside to wash, she suddenly felt a slight pain in her stomach.
Ten minutes later, Su Qiao walked out of the backyard outhouse looking as constipated as could be, her expression so distressed it was as if the sky were about to fall.
"Little Four, can I switch planes?"
Did she have to be this unlucky?
That guy wasn't picky and chose the identity of a eunuch, and that was fine; her own family