***
"Auntie, our young mistress hasn't been well lately, she's anemic, and the young master wants her to nourish her body more."
Zhang Mama was anxious and wanted to take the bowl of porridge back for Xiaomai.
As a result, the great-aunt did something that left her and Xiaomai dumbstruck.
"Pff—"
She actually spat into the porridge and then pushed it toward Mai Xiaomai, "Eat, let you eat your fill!"
Mai Xiaomai felt so disgusted she almost threw up; she quickly stood up, grabbed her bag, and left.
"Hmph, if you don't eat, I will."
The great-aunt actually began to eat the bowl of porridge.
Zhang Mama really couldn't stand it, "Auntie, don't you think you've gone a bit too far?"
"Too far? How have I gone too far? She's lazy, greedy, ugly, and stupid. Does she deserve to eat such good porridge?"
The great-aunt looked up at Zhang Mama and said, "From now on, just make her plain porridge. A child from a poor family should live like one."
