The dishes had just been prepared, and Mrs. Lin twisted her waist, heading towards the third branch.
She looked at the people of the third branch with hatred, over and over.
In front of Mu Shuangshuang, she entered the third branch's kitchen.
To be honest, Mu Shuangshuang regretted lending the kitchen to the Old Mu Family. Mrs. Lin had bad cooking habits; every time she finished cooking, she didn't clean up.
Every time she came, Yu Si Niang had to spend time cleaning up, otherwise the mess left behind would be unbearable for anyone.
Mrs. Lin cooked very slowly and still hadn't served the meal for a long time.
In the backyard of the Old Mu Family, Cao Miaomiao moved around as if she had ants in her pants.
She asked Mu Qingqing beside her, "Qingqing, why hasn't your mom cooked and served the meal yet?"
Cao Miaomiao and Mu Qingqing were about the same age, but the terms "sister" and "sibling" had never been used between them.
