"Blame me for not doing a good enough job with my embroidery, it barely sells for any money. At home, Dad's health is not good, and Grandma is old. I bought one for each of them. Ping'an was making a fuss about wanting to eat one, so Mom gave him a beating." Beisitian gently patted Luo Anping's head.
Luo Anping kept his head down and said nothing.
Qin Hongmei felt a lot of words stuck in her chest, unable to say a single word. What could she say? Who doesn't know about Luo Er's family's situation? White bread is a rarity even in their house. Buying one for the paralyzed father and one for the elderly grandmother, what could she say!
But it was precisely because she couldn't say anything that made Qin Hongmei feel stifled!
"Then why did you only deliver it now!" Qin Hongmei yelled unwillingly, clearly looking for fault.
