Quick Transmigration: Always Just a Passerby

Chapter 355 Imaginary Enemy in Divorce 8

When Mom put the plum juice ingredients on the balcony, a stray cat pooped a big pile on it.

After Shi Yuanzi saw it.

There was only enough time to quickly pick out half of the cat poop.

Then, Zhang Kepi took the ingredients from the sieve and put them into the pot.

This thing was originally a materials kit that Zhang Kepi bought online.

To prove her hands-on skills, she insisted on cutting and manipulating people's clothes.

This gave stray cats an opportunity to take advantage.

In any case, Rong Xiaoshu would never admit that it had anything to do with him.

At last.

Zhang Kepi forced her parents and brothers to finish the whole pot of soup.

Shi Yuanzi did nothing to stop anything and didn't want to get scolded.

She decided to pretend it didn't happen and asked her mother to fill a small bottle with plum juice, saying she wanted to go out and show it off to her friends.

Zhang Kepi felt inexplicably much better after hearing this.

"Remember to tell the children that Mommy cooked this herself, okay?"

After saying that, Zhang Kepi added a sentence in her mind.

"Unlike some people who feel downgraded after a divorce and can only drink concentrated juice diluted with water."

She is Zhang Kepi's daughter.

Shi Yuanzi understood the unspoken meaning in her mother's words.

He nodded and quickly left the house.

Zhang Kepi didn't want to drink the food she had cooked anyway.

She stood by the pot in the kitchen, taking pictures of the soup from left to right, then took out her phone and argued with the seller online about the inexplicable strange smell in the soup.

This eccentric mother and daughter are definitely related by blood.

The children repeatedly refused Shi Yuanzi's offer of sour plum juice in exchange for other items.

They wandered around until they arrived at Zhang Qiping's house.

The idea of ​​exchanging Mom's plum juice for something delicious at Zhang Qiping's house—once it came to mind, wouldn't go away.

Shi Yuanzi has been addicted to the internet since she was a child.

Every day, I was forced to watch the original owner's story with my mother, recording what she ate, used, and bought.

This is why she dislikes this relative.

But I also envy this relative's life, and my gaze always involuntarily falls on them.

Mom said that.

Zhang Qiping showed absolutely no regard for kinship.

People will help each other if other people's relatives are doing well.

Ugh.

Why did Mom only recreate the plum juice that Zhang Qiping drank...? It would be so much better if she could make the salted goose in the photo.

Shi Yuanzi was still unaware of this at the time.

Her mother's new job was ruined on the day they went back to Old Street to give a speech.

"Huh, aren't this woman's parents home?"

I couldn't get a response from my relatives.

Shi Yuanzi's expression was exactly the same as Zhang Kepi's.

I rolled my eyes so hard they almost reached the back of my head.

"Just because you have a little money doesn't make you special. You're just an old woman without children, hmph."

I don't want to bring the plum juice home again.

Shi Yuanzi struggled to unscrew the bottle cap, and a bottle of "Mom's Love Soup" was poured into Zhang Qiping's father's flowerpot.

...

Zhang Qiping was a little annoyed by this precocious child.

While watching TV series on a friend's sofa, she directed Rong Xiaoshu to write a new script for Zhang Kepi and Shi Yuanzi.

It can be considered a reciprocal gesture.

I saw my daughter run back and rummage through drawers and cabinets looking for her uncle's snacks.

Zhang Kepi was a little surprised.

Why are you back so early?

Shi Yuanzi continued to lie without changing her expression.

"I'm afraid the kids will grab the drinks and come back right away."

Weird.

No one else is willing to trade with me.

Nobody's taking it.

Zhang Kepi was pleased by his daughter's coaxing and went to his brother's bedroom storage box, where he found a large bag of his late-night snacks.

"Here, help yourself to whatever you want to eat next time."

The Zhang brothers gritted their teeth in anger.

Terrified by the kitchen knife in Zhang Kepi's hand and her frenzied expression.

They did not voice any objections.

He spoke while Shi Yuanzi was still feigning politeness.

"You eat the glutinous rice balls, you eat them."

It got dark.

The Zhang brothers, Ke Pi and Pi Zhang, begged and pleaded to go for a walk with their parents.

All the way there, he kept complaining about Zhang Kepi and her daughter, hoping that his parents would cheer up and persuade them to return to the Shi family.

"Dad, aren't you going to do anything about it? Zhang Kepi keeps an eye on Zhang Qiping every day..."

That's really not normal.

And that mother and daughter are just too much! They ate a week's worth of my food in one day, and then complained that the food was bad and that it made them feel sick...

It would be strange if you felt comfortable after eating so much.

His mother felt guilty, because it was she who had told her daughter about the things in her son's room.

His father's eyebrows furrowed into a deep frown.

In the end, he didn't say he would agree to try and persuade her.

Didn't he want to persuade his daughter to go out?

Zhang Kepi has been spending a lot of time in the kitchen lately, and she is quite confident in her cooking skills.

This time it's a quirky plum drink, last time it was handmade ice jelly, and the time before that it was homemade milk tea.

It tasted absolutely awful.

I really envy his brother; he doesn't have to enjoy the blessings of having a daughter.

For a while.

The three people taking a walk fell silent.

At this time, they did not know that the person who would greet the three of them at home was Shi Yuanzi, whose mouth was bleeding, and Zhang Kepi, who had suffered severe burns.

Oh.

None of the three of them brought their phones with them when they went for a walk.

The reason is simple: if he had his cell phone with him, Zhang Kepi and Shi Yuanzi would definitely call and ask him for this and that.

It's either fried chicken or barbecue.

It's expensive and unhealthy.

It's strange to say.

Without Zhang Qiping drawing attention, Zhang Kepi would suddenly lose interest in cooking and stop caring about health and wellness.

Isn't this a double standard?

Of course, it's also possible that it's just a case of being targeted.

...

Zhang Xiping wanted to have a greater sense of participation.

Borrow a branch from the banyan tree and use your mental energy to control its movements.

One person and one tree quickly arranged the script perfectly.

Zhang Kepi suddenly had a craving for meat, and after rummaging through the house, she found some grilled sausages in the freezer.

So I started heating the oil in a wok.

As the food was being fried, the aroma wafted out, and Shi Yuanzi squeezed in. The Zhang family kitchen was a small, long space, and the two round, plump girls couldn't squeeze in at all.

It's unclear who tripped whom first.

Zhang Kepi scalded her arms and thighs with hot oil, and the pain made her fall to the ground. She couldn't support herself with her hands and arms, and it was difficult for her to stand up again.

Shi Yuanzi, who hadn't yet squeezed in, barely escaped unscathed.

But it wasn't much better.

Shi Yuanzi had no recollection of where she had bumped into something and gotten injured.

All the teeth in my mouth were chipped away, and in places that can't be seen, the dental nerves are also damaged...

The two of them screamed in unison at home.

Even the mice wanted to move after hearing that.

Using her broken phone as a mirror, Shi Yuanzi was terrified by the sight of her mouth full of blood, and instantly forgot the pressure her mother had put on her.

And what a coincidence.

The neighbors on this street were all outside watching the spectacle.

Zhang Kepi's parents found out by asking around on their way back.

A professional acrobatic troupe was performing in the old street, and the old neighbors gathered to watch. They saw a monkey throwing poop, a dog tidying up toys and making the bed, and a cat insisting on playing on the parallel bars...

Xiao Yi, the group leader, led the working animals from Zhang Qiping's space in a solo performance.

In the eyes of outsiders.

It's just that the little animals insist on performing.

Amidst laughter and cheerful conversation.

Zhang Kepi's howls were drowned out by the banyan sapling.

Zhang Kepi greeted his family and neighbors, took out cash and bought three half-price tickets, planning to go in and see something new.