"Impossible." Ji Ying was the first to object, saying, "Times are different now. She used to adore her daughter, but now, I think they're close to being enemies. How could she possibly buy good food for Qing Lake?"
"Maybe she bought it for Jiaojiao because she's pregnant." Xu Qinghe chimed in.
Ji Ying shook her head, saying, "No, that's not it. The one she loves most is her grandson. No one knows where Zhihao went. If she was going to buy something, it'd be for Zhiyuan—but Zhiyuan prefers spare ribs, and the one who really likes pig's feet is herself."
"Maybe she just wanted to eat it herself."
Xu Qinghe replied casually, convinced he has nothing to feel guilty about toward his stepmother.
Ji Ying wanted to say: With Liu Sanmei's stingy nature, even if she wanted it, she'd still hesitate to buy two big pig's feet for herself.
Xu Qinghe, worried about matters at the factory, hurried off to get busy there.
