The young man from the side clan rushed to say: "Uncle Mingyuan, he fell by himself and almost hit me! I think he is just dissatisfied with the family and deliberately spoiled the food."
Su Mingyuan's eyes swept over the mess on the ground, then fell back to Jiang Chen's muddy face. His tone was indifferent: "Sister-in-law, you should be self-aware. The Su family provides you with food and clothing, not for you to cause trouble." He paused and said as if giving alms, "This month, your monthly salary will be halved. It will make your memory better."
After saying that, he led the laughing young man away.
Jiang Chen dug his fingers into the cold muddy water and slowly let go.
He silently picked up the bowl that was still intact, poured the muddy food on the floor into it, then walked to the water tank in the corner, scooping water to wash away the stains on the food box and himself.
The coarse cloth absorbed the water and clung heavily to his body, sending a chill down his skin.
