"But our fishballs are running out. When I sent someone out to buy them today, I didn't expect to not be able to find that stall. The person whom I sent out to buy said that that stall has not been around for a few days. Something must have happened. I'm afraid that it will never appear again…"
"What should we do?" Madam Rufei looked worried. "Your cousin Qin'er loves this stall of the people in the mountains…"
Nangong Yupiao did not like Ye Lulu's fishballs. Madam Rufei was still nagging, which made Nangong Yupiao hate them even more. When she heard this, she said:
"Second Aunt, you and Cousin both have precious bodies. You should take note of what you eat. It's better to pay attention to Cousin's identity. It's better to not each so much of these snacks prepared by lowly commoners…"
Lowly commoners.
Madam Rufei frowned. There was a hint of unhappiness in her watery eyes. She was disgusted by Nangong Yupiao's attitude and her straightforward words.
