"There's such thing? Just wait until I don't beat her to death!" Dong Lamei ground her back teeth.
Li Qiao's tone was cold, "If you really beat her to death, then come and tell me."
Dong Lamei's face flushed with strain as she tried to regulate her mood. No anger, no anger, she still needed the girl to willingly give up her academic achievements later.
It wasn't too late to fall out with her after Jinhua became a university student.
She changed the subject, "What are those people doing at your doorstep? I heard early this morning that your village sells weaving, is it you who taught them?"
"Go ask the person who told you. I don't understand weaving, nor do I have the time to bother with it," Li Qiao replied indifferently. "I do want to ask you, though, how sending eel to Jin to nourish her body fits when I'm supposed to attend school, get pregnant, and still make it into university. Am I supposed to go with a big belly?"
