The next day when Su Jiaojiao woke up, Su Dagui and Zhang Fenglan had already left the house.
She stretched lazily and walked out of the room, going over to the stove to lift the lid and have a look inside.
Finding it completely empty, she couldn't help but frown.
"Su Dafu, where's breakfast?"
Su Dafu was holding a plough, having returned from ploughing an acre of land already.
Covered in mud, he was outside washing his feet.
Upon hearing her, he didn't even lift his head.
"You didn't do any work, slept until the sun was high, and can't even be bothered to cook? I see you didn't come back to look after mom, you came to enjoy yourself," he said.
"No, if you want to eat, make it yourself."
"You..."
Furious, Su Jiaojiao clenched her teeth, but noticing it was indeed quite late and she had things to do, she didn't have the time to argue with Su Dafu.
After hastily washing up, she found the place where Zhang Fenglan hid her money and took ten yuan before heading out.
