Qiao Ling made an effort to diminish her presence, trying to get the old man to stop paying her too much attention.
Regrettably, she was no longer the obedient daughter-in-law in the old man's eyes, but rather incorporated into the team of the unliked.
There were now three people on this team. Zhou Rao used to be in the lead, but in the recent month, the ranking changed. Zhou Sinian solidly held the first place, and it was unlikely to change anytime soon.
Just as she took her first bite of the delicious bun, feeling that nothing beats the food from her dear homeland...
The next moment.
The old man: "Stop eating. Go outside with them and sweep the leaves."
The bun was stuck midway in her throat. At least the old man had some conscience and handed her a glass of milk, though his tone was still full of resentment, "Finish it quickly and get out of here. Don't bother my sight."
