Qiao Mei took a few perfunctory steps to send them off. Before they even left the courtyard, she went back to prepare dinner.
She took out the meat that her grandfather had bought a few days ago to prepare stewed meat tonight. It had already been a few days and it would spoil if they did not eat it soon.
The old widow, who had just walked out of the courtyard, turned around and saw her carrying half a catty of meat and throwing it into the pot. Her heart immediately ached.
Isn't this too extravagant?
"This big piece of meat looks to be half a catty, right? If you cut it two or three pieces at a time, you can have meat for a month. Won't that be great? This Qiao Mei is really too wasteful! I have to teach her!"
The matchmaker rolled her eyes and stopped her. "She hasn't even entered your house yet. It has nothing to do with you, don't go asking for a snub."
