Jiang Hong had become closest with Sister-in-law Song during her time here, and chuckled upon hearing her, "Why did Mrs. Qin come to Mr. Bai to gossip about you?"
"You don’t know about Mrs. Qin’s cooking skills, truly on par with the State-Owned Restaurant. Last time she came over and gave me some pointers on cooking two dishes. She just stood there and moved her lips, and the dishes I made—I couldn’t believe I cooked them myself! Since then, she’s often nagged me, telling me to learn from Mrs. Qin. Normally, Mrs. Qin isn’t around here, so where am I supposed to learn from? Yesterday Mrs. Qin came over, and my husband got all excited, nagging me until my ears almost developed calluses."
Jiang Hong was also surprised to see Lin Chuxia looking clean and tidy, like a wealthy young lady, not like someone who could cook and with unexpectedly good skills.
"I know, right. They say comparisons can kill and products can be thrown away. Someone looks great and also has great skills. But she’s here to visit relatives, so I don’t have the heart to keep her busy learning cooking skills. I’ll just buy a few meat buns on the way home to satisfy their cravings, so they won’t keep thinking about others’ skills."
As they were talking, Sister-in-law Feng dragged Feng Jingjing along and squeezed in, pointing at the doorway in surprise, "Isn’t that Mrs. Qin? What is she doing here?"
Sister-in-law Song and Jiang Hong were distracted by the firecrackers and the shop’s entrance advertisements and hadn’t noticed her, but then they realized it indeed was Lin Chuxia.
"Mrs. Qin seems quite familiar with those two men. She rarely comes here, right? How would she know people from around here? I’ve never heard that Mr. Qin has any relatives in this area," Sister-in-law Feng commented in one breath and then tugged at Sister-in-law Song next to her, "You and Mrs. Qin are familiar, do you know them?"
Although Sister-in-law Song and the others didn’t know either, they didn’t have the same curiosity as Sister-in-law Feng.
"Whether she has relatives or not, nobody would go around announcing it."
Sister-in-law Feng pouted and looked towards Lin Chuxia again.
Yesterday when she saw Lin Chuxia, she was wearing a red dress.
Such a dress, she had only seen on TV, the ones worn by people on television. Even the Department Store in the city didn’t have that style?
A dress without sleeves, showing off her entire arms, tightly cinched at the waist, making her walk with a swaying bottom.
And her chest, held up so high, and the neckline revealing quite a bit.
Although dressed so securely, in the bathroom when taking off the clothes, Sister-in-law Feng saw those marks on her body with her own eyes.
Everyone knows how such marks are made, don’t they?
Yet Lin Chuxia acted as if nothing was wrong, and undressed openly in front of others.
She remembered that Lin Chuxia had only arrived yesterday noon, with so many marks on her body, she wonders if Mr. Qin knew about it.
And now she had changed into another outfit, another style unseen around here.
Lin Chuxia and Mr. Qin lived apart, she wondered who she was dressing up for buying so many new clothes.
She really should let Mr. Qin come and see in person, his wife laughing and looking as cheerful as a flower with other men.
"Mom, I’m hungry."
The Bun Shop was officially opening, and the meat buns had just come out of the steamer; the aromatic meat scent wafted through the air, tempting everyone’s cravings.
Feng Jingjing had been dragged out by her mom early this morning without breakfast, and now the smell of the meat buns made her stomach growl. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
Sister-in-law Feng glanced at her daughter but ignored her.
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