"Look at what youâre saying, sister-in-law, our families are on good terms." Liu Xiaoqin glanced at Gu Lingling in the kitchen, "Iâm just worried, donât let this meat go to waste. How about this, sister-in-law, let this girl cook what she cooked, and since thereâs still so much left, let me do it. Donât just ruin it all."
She couldnât let a little girl take advantage, even half a rack of meat is a lot, isnât it?
"No need, Xiao Liu." Wang Shuxia stopped Liu Xiaoqin, who was rolling up her sleeves and about to head into the kitchen, "This girl can handle it on her own."
"Aunt Wang, Iâm not speaking ill of a classmate behind her back, but this Gu Lingling has a strange temper. You have to be careful." Jiang Hong, who hadnât said a word, spoke up quietly.
"I heard she doesnât do anything at home, donât let her ruin those things."
"Youâre talking nonsense, Sister Linglingâs cooking is delicious." Liu Yaxin glared angrily at Jiang Hong.
So annoying.
Donât think she doesnât know, every time she comes over with her mom, they always mooch food.
Sheâs seen Liu Xiaoqin sneak pieces into Jiang Hongâs mouth several times while pickling vegetables, sometimes even with stewed meat.
But Wang Shuxia said, theyâre here to help with the housework, eating a bit doesnât matter; otherwise, they wouldnât have any pickled vegetables to eat in winter.
Now thereâs a beautiful Sister Lingling at home, who can cook and teach her mom to cook as well.
When Gu Lingling cooks, sheâs not like Liu Xiaoqin, who claims sheâs just tasting but stuffs a big piece into her own mouth. She always asks Liu Yaxin to taste and seriously listens to her feedback.
No one had ever respected her opinion like that before.
So when she heard Jiang Hong badmouthing Gu Lingling, the little girl was the first to disagree.
"Iâm not lying; Iâm in the same class as Gu Linglingâs sister, everything I say is true." Jiang Hong said anxiously.
"Maybe the rumors are wrong, Xiao Hong, donât take it to heart." Wang Shuxia said with a gentle smile, grabbing a handful of candy from the table and putting it in Jiang Hongâs hand, "Good child, Aunt knows you mean well."
"Xiao Liu, you see Iâm busy here, Iâll not keep you any longer." Wang Shuxia said with a smile, "Once I learn how to do it, Iâll invite you to try my homemade pickled meat another day."
Anyway, she was determined not to let Liu Xiaoqin into the kitchen again.
Especially with what Jiang Hong just said, who knows what she might say once sheâs in the kitchen.
Besides, you either trust people or you donât; their family has eaten plenty of Gu Linglingâs food, so how could she not know her skills?
"Since thatâs the case, we wonât disturb you anymore." Liu Xiaoqinâs face suddenly turned sour.
She pouted, wanting to say something but ultimately held back, pulling her daughterâs arm as they left.
Wang Shuxiaâs expression wasnât too good either.
She had already been accommodating enough towards Liu Xiaoqin, yet she threw a fit.
Silently sighing, she thought whatever, since she had asked for help from them before.
"Lingling, Iâm sorry you had to put up with that." Wang Shuxia apologized.
She really didnât expect Liu Xiaoqin to act that way, even glaring fiercely at Gu Lingling as she left.
The child hadnât done anything to provoke her.
But exactly because of this, Wang Shuxia secretly decided that she must have a good talk with Liu Jianping when he returns tonight. Even if theyâre old friends, thereâs no such logic as indulging them like this.
"Auntie, itâs okay." Gu Lingling said with a smile, "Iâve already pickled that meat earlier, please take another look."