Chapter 217: A Hole the Size of a Palm

Zhao Xiaojuan was persuaded by her daughters to eat, feeling warm inside, and only then did she put the peach crisp into her mouth.

The second room's family shared a piece of walnut crisp in harmony, while Sun Lixia next door couldn't sleep anymore.

During the day, she had bumped into a rock, bruising a large area on her waist. It hurt so much even to touch it lightly that she could only sleep on her stomach.

But sleeping face down was far less comfortable than lying on her back, and so she woke up the next day with dark circles under her eyes, and her anger towards Zhaodi grew even more.

"You're dead, girl, watch how I deal with you!" Fuming, she stripped off both the bed sheets and the duvet cover, planning to have Zhaodi wash them clean.

After dismantling the duvet cover, not satisfied, she rummaged through the cupboard for clothes she didn't wear, not caring whether they were clean or dirty, and threw them all on the bed.