Time Space: The Rough Man’s Sick Beauty Turned Wild

Chapter 91 She looks like someone who was taken advantage of

Mrs. Qian once again reached out for the braised pork with her chopsticks, and her face showed a little discomfort.

"Auntie, what's wrong with Sister Zhizhi? Did you eat something wrong that hurt your stomach?" Shen Zhihuan almost laughed out loud when she felt that Mrs. Qian's hand holding the chopsticks became tighter and tighter.

Although Qian Zhizhi's belly can't be seen yet, the reaction is really quite big.

Li Qiuhua secretly glared at Shen Zhihuan and signaled her to stop talking nonsense.

Shen Zhihuan blinked innocently and turned to look at Mrs. Qian.

In the courtyard, the sound of retching and retching continued.

The veins in Old Mrs. Qian's forehead were throbbing.

If it weren't for the Shen family, she would have really wanted to beat this embarrassing thing to death with two sticks.

"She caught a cold two days ago and can't see the meat." Mrs. Qian smiled stiffly.

"I'm going to mix some shredded radish for Zhi Zhi." Shen Zhimei quickly put down her chopsticks, got up and went to the kitchen.

This scene made Shen Zhihuan shake his head inwardly.

Li Qiuhua was also disappointed.

My mother doesn't worry about her own daughter, so why should she be the sister-in-law to worry about?

key…

They didn't regard her as their sister-in-law at all.

"Sister Zhizhi's cold is probably a bit serious. How about I go find Dr. Hua to give Sister Zhizhi a look?" Shen Zhihuan stood up in a pretentious manner.

Old Mrs. Qian was so frightened that she threw away the chopsticks in her hand and grabbed her.

"No! No need!" The old lady Qian, whose heartbeat was racing, forced out a smile, "I still have medicine at home."

Qian Zhizhi, who kept chirping in the courtyard, was immediately frightened and broke into a sweat.

When the nausea disappeared, the floral shirt on his body was almost soaked with sweat.

Shen Zhihuan curled her lips slightly calmly, picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

Mrs. Qian glared at Qian Zhizhi, picked up the chopsticks and started eating meat.

After being back for such a long time, Shen Zhimei couldn't even eat a full meal. Now that she saw a table full of meat and vegetables, her stomach opened up.

Poor Qian Zhizhi looked at the large table of meat and vegetables, not daring to touch it, and ate pitifully the shredded radish mixed by Shen Zhimei for her.

Shen Zhihuan has always felt that some TV dramas deliberately vilify some supporting characters, such as eating...

But this person in front of me...

It was a real slap in the face.

Not to mention the number of times she loosened her belt and the amount of meat she hurriedly stuffed into her mouth.

As for the bowl, which was not much smaller than a football, she didn't know how Mrs. Qian managed to stuff four bowls of rice into it.

Watching her mix the remaining soup from the roast pork with the new rice, she started to eat again.

now.

Even her admiration for Mrs. Qian could not be fully explained.

Damn it!

This is completely true, as long as you can't hold on to death, hold on to death.

Shen Zhimei packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen.

Mrs. Qian stood up and rubbed her round belly.

It’s great to have money!

The smell after burping is full of meaty aroma.

When her daughter can earn 180 yuan a month, she will have to eat like this every day.

One hundred per month, one thousand and two per year, twelve thousand in ten years, twenty years...

The more Mrs. Qian thinks about it, the more beautiful it becomes!

Shen Zhihuan looked at the old lady Qian who almost rolled her eyes, and curled her pink lips.

"Mom, go boil some water!" Shen Zhihuan winked at Li Qiuhua from an angle that Mrs. Qian and Qian Zhizhi couldn't see.

Li Qiuhua glanced at the little girl with an evil look on her face, and went to the kitchen resignedly.

After a while, the water boiled.

Shen Zhihuan took out the milk-flavored cereal he bought at the department store last time.

"Prick it" was all poured into the pot.

The alluring milky fragrance instantly drifted far away.

Mrs. Qian held her round belly and swallowed.

Finally... half the pot of milky cereal went into Mrs. Qian's belly.

Li Qiuhua didn't dare to eat it.

Shen Zhimei was in a panic.

As for Qian Zhizhi, as soon as the smell of milk wafted out, she covered her mouth and ran out.

It wasn't until Mrs. Qian had swallowed the entire half-pot of milky cereal that she entered the house with a frown.

Mrs. Qian wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and cracked melon seeds again.

When Shen Zhimei finished cleaning up and came in, she gave Shen Zhimei a meaningful look.

Shen Zhimei, who was already a little uneasy, was so stunned by this look that she couldn't even raise her head.

He rubbed his hands and stood there, not daring to move.

Shen Zhihuan looked at it coldly, as if Quan didn't know anything.

She didn't care much about money.

With the current level of consumption, the great unity in the resort will probably bring endless troubles to her in her lifetime.

pity…

She didn't use money to support her gluttonous hobby.

Mrs. Qian's eyes almost popped out when she saw her.

Shen Zhihuan smiled and twirled a handful of melon seeds, cracking them repeatedly.

Four people were sitting and one was standing.

No one spoke, only the sound of cracking melon seeds.

It stayed like this for a long time.

After Mrs. Qian glared at Shen Zhimei fiercely, she turned to look at Li Qiuhua. The corners of her oily mouth curled up again and again, "My mother-in-law, actually we came here this time because we wanted to..."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Qian pretended to be embarrassed.

"Look, Auntie, if there's anything we can't talk about as a family, as long as it's not about borrowing money, food, or tickets, it's easy to talk about." Before the old lady Qian could finish her pretense, Shen Zhihuan said directly with a smile.

Mrs. Qian's expression froze.

As long as it's not borrowing money or food...

What nonsense is this?

Besides money, food and tickets, what else did she think about the old, weak, sick and disabled in their family?

Mrs. Qian smiled apologetically, "During this time at home..."

"Auntie, don't tell me that the grain will be distributed after the autumn harvest. You old Qian's family will be out of grain. After all, as the old saying goes, help the emergency but not the poor." Shen Zhihuan sneered.

"My mother-in-law, what do you mean?" Mrs. Qian slapped the table and stood up, "When did I, Chen Ahe, ever speak to you..."

"Then please keep your mouth shut, Auntie." Shen Zhihuan also stood up.

Whoever is higher is right, right?

"In order to prevent my aunt from having any inappropriate illusions about my family's money, food, and tickets, I can tell you now that all the money in this family is in my hands, and my money is used to support my younger brother and mother. Yes, you...don’t worry about it.”

Shen Zhihuan threw the remaining melon seeds into the bag and clapped his hands.

"What's so big about you... being able to write two bad characters? You don't know what your last name is when you earn two bad words..." Old Mrs. Qian was so angry that she was as angry as a lion with its feathers exploded.

"But aren't you taking all the trouble to make this trip just for the two stinky money I earned?" Shen Zhihuan smiled.

Mrs. Qian was speechless for a moment.

"You bitch, are you going to let this sick boy of yours humiliate me, an old woman?" The frustrated old lady Qian turned her head and aimed the fire at Shen Zhimei, who was huddled in the corner like a quail.

"Bitch?" Shen Zhihuan snorted coldly, "No matter how cheap my eldest sister is, she is not like the daughters born to some old **** who went into the woods with wild men without even saying they were married, and even made a **** out to show their shame."

The old lady Qian, who had been cursing, suddenly became as quiet as a chicken.

"You... nonsense... talking nonsense... what..." Qian Zhizhi was also frightened.

Shen Zhihuan curled up his lips, not wanting to chat with them anymore, "While I'm in a good mood now, get out of here as far as you can, otherwise..."

Shen Zhihuan chuckled softly.

Mrs. Qian glared at Qian Zhizhi fiercely and walked away angrily.

Qian Zhizhi felt so guilty that she didn't dare to stay any longer and trotted out of Shen's house holding her belly.

Shen Zhihuan rolled his eyes at the two people's backs and turned back to the house to take a nap.

Shen Zhimei raised her head and looked at Li Qiuhua pitifully, as if she didn't dare to leave or stay.

Li Qiuhua didn't even bother to open his mouth and waved his hand towards her.

"Mom, I'll come back to see you and my little sister another day." After Shen Zhimei finished speaking, she ran after her.

(End of chapter)