I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

On the other side, Wen Rou went to Song Qingqing's house again and again, and Song Qingqing made it clear that Xia Annan would handle the kindergarten matters and did not need his or her help.

Wen Rou and her daughter, who were originally full of confidence, were both very angry at Song Qingqing's ignorance.

Wen Rou had no choice but to grit her teeth and stay in the Xia family to help. But after staying there for a long time, conflicts arose. The two old ladies couldn't stand each other's living habits.

One day, two days, three days, the two of them tolerated each other, and on the fourth day they finally couldn't stand it anymore and exploded. The two old ladies quarreled very fiercely. If Xia Sheng hadn't stopped them, the two of them would probably have fought.

When Song Qingqing heard the crackling sound of dishes breaking, she quickly ran to the balcony and leaned one-third of her body out to look down.

Although Song Qingqing couldn't see what was happening, she didn't move back, after all, she could hear more clearly this way. Only by hearing clearly could she imagine what happened on the first floor that shocked the world and made the gods weep.

On the first floor in the basement, Wang Keyu overturned all the food and said, "Are you satisfied with this? No one is eating anymore, so you won't be picky here. You are the only one who is noble and you care about hygiene."

Wen Rou's face was very ugly. "Wang Keyu, I just said a few words. Do you have to be so angry? Besides, there is nothing wrong with what I said. Diseases come from the mouth. What's wrong with me asking you to pay attention to hygiene?"

"How am I unhygienic? Who are you calling sloppy? You're the only one who cares about hygiene, and I think there's something wrong with you. You have to wash a bunch of greens five times, and you have to use a washing machine to wash meat. Are my hands that dirty... Let me tell you, I've been putting up with you for many days.

I worked so hard to cook a meal, and there was only a hair in the dish, but you vomited it. Who are you trying to disgust? And you told me about mysophobia. I think you are deliberately insulting me. Do you really think that you can step on my head just by looking after the kids for a few days?

"Who insulted you? Your meal was not clean, so isn't it normal for me to feel sick? You are the one making a fuss and being unreasonable with me."

"You, you, you...you actually bit me back, you shameless bastard." Wang Keyu was so angry that he snatched the half bowl of soup that Xia Sheng had not finished drinking and poured it directly on Wen Rou.

"Ah..." When Wen Rou thought about the greasy soup and Xia Sheng's saliva in the soup, she suddenly felt that nothing about her was clean and she was extremely upset.

Wen Rou was so angry that she slapped Wang Keyou, but unfortunately she missed. The old lady was very agile and dodged it.

Xia Sheng knew that the matter was serious, so he quickly stepped forward to stop Wen Rou, "Mother-in-law, please change your clothes first, and let's sit down and talk slowly."

"I have nothing to talk about with this bitch."

……

Song Qingqing lay on the balcony and listened with great interest: based on their written description, she imagined the tense scene below.

Let's quarrel, it's better to fight, so that Xia Ancheng and his wife will have a headache. It's better for them to quarrel and fight too. Otherwise, both of them will have their eyes on the top of their heads and feel superior every day.

Finally, Song Qingqing saw Wen Rou wearing dirty clothes, and drove away angrily without looking back.

Xia Sheng ran after Wen Rou with an apologetic look on his face, but Wen Rou ignored him and slammed the car door shut.

It seems that Wen Rou was really angry and left without even changing her dirty clothes. I guess if I don't come to see the kids tomorrow, Gao Yuxi and the others won't be able to sleep well, haha...

Xia Sheng turned his head and saw Song Qingqing standing on the third-floor balcony. He was furious. "Is it nice? Up there? There's a big quarrel downstairs, and you didn't even come down to help. You just watch the fun from up there. You're only happy when you have to create family conflicts, right?"

"I'm just sunbathing at home, so why do you mind? Don't come here to vent your anger in front of others. I'm not your punching bag.

I am an outsider, why should I give you advice? Are you looking for trouble? The three of you got together to help your eldest brother and his wife take care of the children. If you want to give advice, you should go to your eldest brother and his wife. Why would you ask me?

You used to be a teacher, don't you know the difference between the primary and the secondary? Don't you forget about me when good things happen to you, and come to me when bad things happen to you? I don't owe you anything.

What does your quarrel have to do with me? You can also blame me. I haven't even touched the ground yet, but it's my fault. If I go down, I won't be able to clear myself even if I jump into the Yellow River.

I have never seen anyone as biased and unreasonable as you. From now on, don't come to me with matters concerning your family or your elder brother and sister-in-law's family.

It's so annoying, it's endless every day, it seems like they can't live without me." Song Qingqing rolled her eyes and turned back to the house.

Xia Sheng was furious when he saw Song Qingqing being so rude to him, "You..."

After Xia Sheng returned to the first floor, Wang Keyu had another quarrel with him, blaming him for not helping her just now. The couple quarreled so much that they ignored Xia Wenjing and his sister who were crying loudly. The poor brother and sister cried until their voices were hoarse.

Song Qingqing closed the window, played games with the two children, and called Xia Annan at the same time.

"Annan, is it convenient to talk now?"

"Convenient." Xia Annan quickly walked to the window to answer the phone.

Song Qingqing simply told what happened at home, "Your father scolded me, and I scolded him back. I was afraid that he would call you to bother you, so I told you in advance."

"Okay, I get it. We are in the right. Don't be scared. If they scold you, scold them back. Don't bother with what's happening on the first floor. Let Xia Ancheng take care of the child.

"You should be mentally prepared so that you don't get scolded for not knowing anything. Let's go out for dinner tonight. My data is out in advance. It's 150 units, yuan a day. I'll pay tonight."

"That's great, I'll go back and pick you up as soon as I get off work."

"Annan, the boss is looking for you..."

Song Qingqing also heard someone calling Xia Annan, "You go ahead and do your work, we'll talk after get off work."

As soon as Xia Annan hung up the phone, Xia Sheng called again. Xia Annan hung up without even answering.

Wang Keyu and Wen Rou called Xia Ancheng and Gao Yuxi respectively to tell them about their grievances and complaints, which gave them a headache.

Xia Ancheng and Gao Yuxi both felt that their mother was wronged, and then the couple had a quarrel on the phone during working hours.

All of their colleagues knew that they had had an argument, and by the time they realized what was going on, they felt extremely embarrassed and ashamed.

After get off work, Xia Ancheng and his wife had a heated exchange in the car, and the car was shaking. The husband said he was right, and the wife said she was right.

Xia Ancheng tugged at his hair irritably. "Okay, I don't want to argue anymore. Go home and apologize to my mom later, and then I'll go to your house and apologize to your mom. We'll just have to wait until we can hire a babysitter. We both work in the same building, so don't let people laugh at us."

"Well, but you have to go to my house and apologize first. Otherwise, you have to take care of the kids and there's no way you can come out.

I told you at the beginning that putting them together would easily lead to quarrels. You just don’t believe me. My mother is a mysophobe. She washes her hands dozens of times before cooking a dish.”

Xia Ancheng: "..."