She cast a disdainful glance toward that room and coldly snorted:
"Hmph, a money-losing girl, acting coy just like her mother."
Lin Mei was both anxious and helpless. She looked at her husband again. "Shizhong, Nini's crying so hard. Could you go hold and soothe her? I'll come over as soon as I finish washing."
Before her son could say anything, Old Lady Li shoved her hard:
"You heartless woman! Shizhong has been busy outside all day to support you and your daughter. He finally gets to rest for a while after coming home, and you still dare order him around?"
"Did you feed your conscience to the dogs?"
Lin Mei bit her lip, her eyes reddening. "But Nini..."
"Nini this, Nini that. Isn't it normal for a child to cry a little?
"She'll stop crying on her own after a while. Who didn't grow up that way?"
"Hurry up and wash them for me. The weather's good these two days, and the sun is strong, so they'll dry after one day of sun. If you wait a few more days, they won't dry for three to five days. What will you do if there's no quilt to cover yourselves with then?"
Next door, 444 was hopping mad.
"This is infuriating! If it were me, Little Master, I'd slap that old woman until she couldn't tell north from south. And that spineless man—if it were me, I'd have kicked him out long ago."
Su Qiao fell silent for a moment. "They're willing to fight and willing to take the beating. Why are you making such a fuss here?"
"That woman doesn't even know how to resist. Who can save her?
"Even if you help her this time, it'll be useless.
"You can help her for a while, but not for