The kids next door were envious to the core.
Although his parents were both teachers, they could only eat porridge and rough noodles every day, not even willing to use oil.
But at their house, they could eat meat every day.
No matter how much, they always had a hint of grease in their stomachs.
Jiang Li was proud, and because he had a father like Jiang Hai, he became the strongest teenager on the whole street, and nobody dared to mess with the Jiang Family.
Today, there was no meat.
The most unhappy one was Jiang Li.
He took small bites of the bean sprouts in front of him, which were a bit sour and bitter without any salt, and he didn't even know how long Mom had hidden them before taking them out to fry.
"Mom, when is Dad coming back?"
"Your dad isn't coming back!"
Shen Yan was angry, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she got.
Because she knew Jiang Hai had come back early, but he was unwilling to enter the backyard.
