Chapter 38

"I... I didn't put anything in the porridge." Xiao Fang was scared to look pale, but she still refused to admit it. She turned to Li Xiting and said, "young master, I didn't do such a thing."

Li Xiting glanced at them. He looked at Xiaofang again and said to Zhao Zhizhi, "what do you have to say?"

"Of course." Zhao Zhizhi did not want to take his words.

Li Xiting asked her to continue.

"Xiao Fang, what's your opinion on me? Tell me directly. Please don't waste food." Zhao Zhizhi looked at Xiaofang very seriously and said, "you don't know how many people in the world can't eat. It's a big mistake to waste food like you."

Ordinary people don't have the experience of starving for a few days, and they don't see their little friends starved to death.

Zhao Zhizhi was hungry when he was a child. In the remote orphanage before, there were not so many charitable people's donations in the city. The conditions were very poor. Zhao Zhizhi was deeply impressed by this experience. She cherished food very much. Every time she saw the waste of food, she felt very angry and sad.

Li Xiting didn't expect that the point that she was angry with was not that Xiaofang wronged her, but that Xiaofang wasted food, which made him dumbfounded. He thought whether she said it on purpose. But in front of her is so serious, the eyes of the food is so precious, it does not look like a lie.

A spendthrift young lady from childhood to adulthood actually has such a strong aversion to the waste of food, which is not right.

"You, you did it on purpose." Xiaofang thought that she would say something, but she said that she wasted food. In Xiaofang's opinion, this is a joke, "it's just a pot of porridge! You never seem to waste any food

Zhao Zhizhi would like to say that she can't even eat enough, where there will be food waste. But this sentence she did not say, after all, but does not meet the identity of Zhao Linlin.

Seeing that she couldn't speak, Xiao Fang thought she was right. She raised her eyebrow to look at her and said, "look! You have nothing to say to yourself. "

"Enough." Recalling what happened in those years, Li Xiting interrupted them with a bad look. Then he looked up at Zhao Zhizhi and said, "no next time."

"I didn't put dirt in the porridge at all." Zhao Zhizhi hated this kind of food waste.

"Whether you put it or not, it's your fault that you didn't watch it." Li Xiting said directly.

"..." Zhao Zhizhi was so angry by Li Xiting that he couldn't find any words to refute. He looked at Li Xiting angrily.

Without looking at Zhao Zhizhi, Li Xiting turns his wheelchair and leaves. Uncle Heng nods to Zhao Zhizhi, and then quickly catches up with Li Xiting.

Until the sound of Li Xiting leaving the car came from the outside, Zhao Zhizhi in the room couldn't help scolding: "there's no reason to talk about it, overbearing idiot."

Li Xiting's impression on Zhao Zhizhi is even worse.

Xiaofang heard Zhao Zhizhi's disrespect for the young master, and immediately said angrily, "Miss Zhao, how dare you say that about the young master?"

"If you're not used to it, go and talk to him! But before that, I must make it clear to you that you are not allowed to waste food in the future. If you dare to do this again, you will eat all the food next time. " Zhao Zhizhi glared at each other angrily and said.