The Ma family was scheming to spend all of Liui’s money by slaughtering the fat sheep, but they didn’t expect the money to be taken right under their noses by Liui.
They were so stifled; it was like a fire was about to burst from their hearts.
"Let’s go, the car is still waiting outside, let’s not waste any more ti here," Mr. Ma, who was good at finding excuses, tried to lead his family to slip away.
The shopping assistant wouldn’t have it.
"So are you not taking anything at all?"
"The clothes are too ugly, the styles are too old, way worse than the departnt stores we have back ho."
"Then please pay for this one that you think is too old-fashioned, but accidentally got a lipstick stain on while trying it, thank you."
"...How much?"
"After the discount, it’s 250, this is the cheapest one in here."
250!!! So expensive!!!
The Ma family felt shocked, staring regretfully at the lipstick stain on the garnt. Ma Qing, after a al, specially reapplied her lipstick, only to smudge it all over the clothes...
Darn clothes, why was the collar so tight that Ma Qing’s big head left a mark? But surely, worse than the clothes was the runaway Yu Liui. Mrs. Ma wanted to kill her. Choosing to run just when it was ti to pay, this woman really needs to be taught a lesson!
Liui ran all the way out of the mall, just got into a taxi when her phone rang again—it was Qian calling.
"Pass the phone to the driver," Qian knew Liui was not good with directions, so she directly spoke to the driver.
More than ten minutes later, the driver took Liui to the fishing spot.
Was sister-in-law having her kidnapped here? Liui was pondering about what major event would happen at a fishing spot. Seeing the black-faced Mai, who ca to pick her up, only made Liui more convinced of this thought.
Looking at this foreigner, who had poor skills with a face full of black marks and reeking of burnt smoke, could it be that he just went through a tough battle...
Liui felt anxious yet braced for anything to rescue sister-in-law, only to find Yu Minglang and Shuixian sitting side by side fishing by the lakeside, with Qian snacking and playfully ssing around with Yu Minglang, leaving her mind blank.
"Sister-in-law?" Liui’s eyes turned like tiny beans.
Qian waved at her, "Co on~ co, sit and have so fruit, later we’ll have your brother grill fish for us to eat~"
"Sister-in-law, why did you call here? What’s the big deal?"
"Isn’t eating ho-grilled fish a big deal? Not being keen on eating, there’s sothing wrong with your mind!"
What could be bigger than this?
"But you told there was sothing big... I’ve been worried all the way here!" Liui hadn’t yet adjusted her thoughts.
Big deal, Qian just didn’t want the family money to be spent by the ungrateful. She tid it so Liui would co over, knowing this girl was too honest, telling her the truth would surely feel too embarrassed to stand them up, so she deliberately made it sound urgent to get Liui to co quickly.
"Isn’t there a big deal? Look at your sister-in-law, this double-dealer!" Yu Minglang said to Liui helplessly.
"Brother, why are you also..."
"? I was thinking that so little dummy would lose a fishing bet and get upset, kind-heartedly helping her fish, trying to give her so dignity. But look at this double-dealer, I’m helping her, and she’s ssing with !"
Though Liui didn’t know why her sister-in-law urgently summoned her, her simple mind was still led by Yu Minglang.
"Why is she ssing around?"
"I bet with Shuixian that I’d catch more fish than her, your sister-in-law hadn’t defected by then. When it turned out I indeed caught more, Shuixian told her to find a way to make lose."
Yu Minglang looked helplessly at Qian, this mischievous little creature!
Qian, like a koala, clung behind him, her arms affectionately around his neck. Though she wasn’t doing overly disruptive actions, which wife can drape over her husband’s back and focus? Either the wife has a flat chest, or the husband is, well, ineffective. Of course, seven tis your Brother Lang is not ineffective, so he got too distracted to fish!
"Really, sister-in-law, how could you listen to Shuixian and bully my brother?"
"That’s because Shuixian and I share a deep bond of love!" Qian feigned deep affection as she glanced at Shuixian.
"What are you guys up to..." Liui mumbled.
"You’re such a bad egg, am I less valuable in your eyes than her?" Yu Minglang pinched Qian’s nose.
"Hehe, deep, it’s all the fault of being deep!" Qian dryly laughed twice.
Could she not be deep when Shuixian said, if Yu Minglang ended up losing because of her interference, the wealthy lady Shuixian would buy her a new Louis Vuitton bag.
If she lost the bet, she would just cuddle under a blanket chatting innocently with Shuixian through the night, chatting like all girlfriends do, venting about their n, and grab two new bags on the side.
Mai’s fire was about to burst, hearing Qian not only spoke of this "affair" openly but dared to say it in front of outsiders, distracted and shocked his hair got slightly burned by the rising flas!
"Ah!" Mai exclaid, hurriedly grabbing water to pour on his head.
"Do you sll sothing burnt?" Qian asked Yu Minglang.
Pitiful Mai looked desperately over at Qian’s direction, hey! Look here! The guy struggling with the fire has burnt hair, luckily just a little bit.
"Yes, a burnt pig hair sll," Yu Minglang didn’t turn around, but made a precisely sharp coback.
Mai’s sorrow was flowing like a river.
Under Qian’s vigorous interference, Brother Lang’s performance dipped slightly. What should’ve been a sure win against Shuixian, got his own wife defecting for two bags, resulting in Shuixian winning by just one fish.
As a punishnt for losing, Brother Lang had to do the fish cleaning for cooking.
Doing such tasks was second nature to Yu Minglang. He quickly cleaned all the fish by the lakeside, bringing them back just as a dirt-faced Mai stood up proudly, looking defiantly at Yu Minglang.
"I got the fire started!"
Oh dear, finally burning! Thanks to Protheus for bringing fire to humanity, Mai, with imnse pride, cheekily looked at Yu Minglang, also glanced at Qian, inviting praise. He finally proved himself, he did it!
Yu Minglang showed a "are you stupid?" face, handed the fish to Liui to season and marinate them, then walked over to Mai’s side, glanced at the massively radiating grill, and Mai, all soiled by charcoal, grinning smugly.
Yan Yu Minglang picked up sothing from the charcoal bag, not much bigger than a palm with a round body and a spout.
"How did you get the fire going?" Yu Minglang asked Mai.
"Yeah, I also want to know." Qian almost laughed as she saw Yu Minglang picking up that thing—so that’s what it was!
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