Anyway, she dared not touch that issue.
"Useless!"
Liu Baixiao sneered disdainfully at Liu Rumei, then flounced off, heading out of the courtyard to look for Lin Caisang.
"Yushui, sit down, I'll handle this."
Seeing Liu Baixiao leave, Liu Rumei rushed over to take the work from Liu Yushui's hands, urging her to sit.
"Where's your brother? Is he not home again?"
"He's out with a bunch of punks."
Liu Yushui put down the vegetables, moved to the stool that Liu Baixiao had just occupied, and sat down, replying.
"Why mention him? Even if he were home, you think he'd help me with the chores? Dream on!"
It was better when Liu Qingshui was not home. If he were here, he'd add insult to injury by whispering in Liu Baixiao's ear, making her life even more miserable. She really wished Liu Qingshui would drop dead somewhere outside, it would save her a lot of trouble.
"Your brother is a man, it's not his job to do this kind of work," Liu Rumei stated matter-of-factly.
