Shao Meizhi could not help but believe this reluctantly.
Otherwise Eldest Uncle would not have built this house alone. She and her family would have a share in it as well.
Seeing Ms. Ma ignoring her, Shao Xiaozhi repeated and said, "Mom, make me the smoked sausage rice, I want to eat it!"
Ms. Ma turned to her daughter. "What claypot rice?"
Shao Xiaozhi said, "Some rice with a layer of smoked sausage, meat with egg, vegetables and soy sauce. Cousin was making it, and I smelt it. It was so great, but they did not share it with us!"
Ms. Ma sneered. "Your own fault! They are looking down on you!"
Shao Xiaozhi pursed her lips. "We will make Eldest Uncle tell them to make us the same food!"
Ms. Ma did not respond and said, "Then wait until tomorrow! Smoked sausage and meat with egg? Of course it smells good. They are just ruining the food!"
