Seeing that Su Li wouldn't even give face to the Old Mrs.Yuan, stabbing back opponent after opponent in retreat, Zhang Qiaoqiao quickly discarded her petty thoughts.
"Big, big sister-in-law, I, I still have chores unfinished, I need to hurry and get to work."
Su Li, with a picky look in her eyes, mockingly replied, "Go ahead, since there are chores, hurry and do them. I wouldn't want you to later say that I was trifling with you, doing nothing, and delaying your work."
Will this ever end...
With her head down, Zhang Qiaoqiao swiftly took her daughter and left as well.
"Little one, trying to fight me? I won't live up to my reputation for being stingy and power-hungry unless I make it absolutely clear, otherwise, it'd be unfair to the gossipmongers."
Su Li, with her head held high and looking like a victorious rooster, indeed appeared a bit like a petty person who had just won big.
Everyone had left, Su Li took her clay pot back to her own room.