"Mom, I don't have time to argue with you. I have a lot of work to do at home, and I have to go to middle school soon."

Huang Ling said perfunctorily.

The old lady's face was full of displeasure, and she said angrily: "I'm old, I'm useless, I'm disliked by others, I can't even eat meat buns even if I want to."

This time Huang Ling ignored her directly. After cleaning the house, she went to cook, porridge and pickles, which she called porridge.

"Mom, the doctor said you should take a good rest for your illness and eat more light foods."

The old lady was so angry that she was half dead. Unfortunately, Zhuang Chaoying was not at home now, so she had no one to make the decision for her, so she could only sulk there.

Finally, at six o'clock in the afternoon, Zhuang Chaoying got off work, and Zhuang Tunan and Zhuang Xiaoting also went home. They were about to sue Huang Ling severely, but they heard Lin Dongzhe's cheers from the yard.

"Wow, the meat buns are so delicious..."

Now the old lady completely exploded and scolded Zhuang Chaoying.

"You are such a shameful wife. Apparently there were steamed buns next door this morning, and I broke my leg. So I asked your wife to get me some to try. She lied to me and said there were no steamed buns, so she went to eat one by herself.

Happy, leave me as an old woman here, poor old woman is no longer useful, and you despise me, what's the point of living, it's better to die happily..."

Zhuang Chaoying was so scolded that she couldn't hold her head up, and came to the yard with a dark face. She happened to see Song Ying greeting Zhuang Tunan and Zhuang Xiaoting to eat steamed buns, and she immediately scolded her.

"Why don't you hurry up and do your homework when you're back? What's there to eat? What's so delicious about a meat bun?"

Zhuang Tunan was stunned for a moment, while Zhuang Xiaoting was frightened and cried.

Song Ying's face looked a little unhappy, and she was about to speak up to defend the Zhuang Tunan brothers and sisters, but Qin Hao spoke first.

"Teacher Zhuang was scolded by the old lady, so he shouldn't take it out on Tunan and Xiaoting, right?"

Zhuang Chaoying was exposed, and she was a bit embarrassed.

"This is our family matter and has nothing to do with you."

Qin Hao sneered: "This courtyard is a public area. Aunt Song invited Tunan and Xiaoting to eat steamed buns. They are our guests. You yell at our guests indiscriminately, but say it is your family matter. Since

If Teacher Zhuang makes such a clear distinction, will Tunan still come to our house to watch English lectures in the future? When Aunt Huang changes shifts in the future, will Tunan and Xiaoting come to our house for dinner?"

Zhuang Chaoying was speechless for a moment. It was related to Zhuang Tunan's study, so she could only hold back and not have an attack.

"Since you can treat Tunan and Xiaoting to eat meat buns, why can't you get some for our old lady? Did Huang Ling not let you get it?"

Zhuang Xiaoting stood up immediately: "It's definitely not the case. Mom wouldn't do that."

Qin Hao glanced at Zhuang Chaoying.

"Teacher Zhuang, don't you think this is funny? Our family's freedom is to give or not eat the buns to whomever we eat. Has your old lady done any favors to our family? Why do you want to save the whole family?

Can you give your old lady a month's worth of meat coupons to eat?"

Lin Dongzhe deeply agreed: "Brother Hao is right, why don't you let Xiao Ting eat steamed buns? Xiao Ting, please eat more."

Zhuang Chaoying was so angry that she couldn't help Qin Hao. Looking at Zhuang Tunan and Zhuang Xiaoting who were holding the buns at a loss, they finally softened their hearts and didn't force them anymore, so they went to the kitchen to cook alone.

Song Ying quietly gave Qin Hao a thumbs up. She had long been dissatisfied with Zhuang Chaoying's attitude towards her family members and treated Huang Ling as an outsider. However, there were some things that she couldn't say as an adult for fear of backfire.

While having dinner, the small courtyard was shrouded in a strange atmosphere.

Zhuang Chaoying and the old lady ate white rice that was cooked like porridge, pickles, and a plate of fried green vegetables. There was no meat at all. The old lady ate so much that flies could be caught in the lines on her forehead.

"Chaoying, this is not the way to go. When will Huang Ling switch to the morning shift?"

Zhuang Chaoying said with a dark face: "Mom, it's still half a month until the next shift change."
Chapter completed!