Mrs. Edison carefully scrutinized Dolores Frieman's expression.
Even though she knew Dolores Frieman was rich, Mrs. Edison didn't feel good about her.
A widow, and she even wears makeup!
Just like a vixen.
Just one look and you can tell she's not a quiet hobody. Once she married her son, she would have to hand over the barbecue shop to her son to run.
Won should carry out won's duties.
Assisting their husbands and educating their children.
Otherwise, given so ti, she would definitely cheat on her son.
Mrs. Edison narrowed her eyes, making countless calculations in her head.
Dolores Frieman also felt this woman's gaze on her was rather unfriendly.
But the custor was always right, so she didn't say much.
Mrs. Edison continued: "By the way, what's your educational level?"
Dolores Frieman was taken aback.
Why would Mrs. Edison suddenly ask her this question?
"Are you asking ?"
"If not you, then who?" Mrs. Edison's gaze was full of undisguised disgust.
Dolores Frieman said: "I graduated from elentary school."
She didn't even finish junior high school, so she was essentially an elentary school graduate.
"What?!" Upon hearing this, Mrs. Edison's face changed.
Elentary school graduate?
A barely literate woman, as an elentary school graduate, dreaming of marrying into their family?
That's daydreaming!
Dolores Frieman felt that today's custor was sowhat strange, "Ma'am, do you need any other help? If not, I have other things to attend to!"
"No!" Mrs. Edison felt extrely upset, she got up straight from the stool, "Not only is the food here disgusting, it's also gritty, I'm not paying for this!"
With that, Mrs. Edison turned around and left.
She had actually wasted so much ti with an illiterate person.
It's absolutely sickening!
After all, her son was a graduate from a key university of "Project 985".
What did Dolores Frieman amount to?
"I'm sorry ma'am, but you can't leave without paying," Dolores Frieman reached out to stop Mrs. Edison.
Giving into custors like Mrs. Edison who deliberately pick on others is absolutely unacceptable.
Because if you yield once, there will be a second ti.
Moreover, many others will also follow suit.
Dolores Frieman's biggest concession would be to cook another dish.
But leaving without paying is impossible.
With that said, Dolores Frieman continued: "You said the clams have grains of sand, but you've almost finished the dish, and we didn't see you spit any out. Moreover, our kitchen is already re-cooking them for you. You can leave if you want, but you must settle the bill."
Previously, Dolores Frieman thought it was best to keep things small. But looking at Mrs. Edison's attitude, it was clear that she didn't want to smooth things over.
If that was the case.
Then there was no need for her to stick to the idea that the custor is always right.
Viola Thompson was absolutely correct.
Never compromise when it cos to defending your rights!
Mrs. Edison was infuriated.
Look at Dolores Frieman being smug.
With this attitude, she thought she could marry into the Edison family?
That's simply preposterous!
"Do you know who I am?" Mrs. Edison asked.
She is Dolores Frieman's future mother-in-law!
Dolores Frieman laughed and said, "I don't care who you are. But after you have eaten, you must pay the bill. If you don't pay, we can only call the police. We can let the police decide whether there is sand in our fried clams."
Mrs. Edison was shivering all over.
She was an excellent retired worker from the factory. If the police were called over this and her forr colleagues found out, she would definitely be the laughing stock!
"How much is it? I'll pay!"
"The total is 98 yuan."
This was the first ti Mrs. Edison had eaten such a loss in silence. Reluctantly, she took out a hundred yuan note from her pocket, gritted her teeth and said, "You'll regret this!"
She actually dared to take money from her future mother-in-law!
No manners at all!
No wonder she's a rural person!
Dolores Frieman was not flustered at all. After all, she wasn't the one in the wrong. She took out two yuan change for Mrs. Edison, "Take care."
Even upon returning ho, Mrs. Edison was still fuming.
"Mom, what's going on? Who upset you?"
By coincidence, Jodie Edison ca out of the Siheyuan.
"Who else could it be? Jodie, are you deliberately trying to anger ?" Mrs. Edison almost wanted to slap her daughter.
"What did I do?" Jodie Edison was speechless.
Mrs. Edison pointed her finger at Jodie Edison, questioning her, "Tell , what do you think your brother is!"
"Mom, what do you an?" Jodie Edison was full of confusion.
Mrs. Edison continued: "I went to see that widow today!"
Jodie Edison frowned, "Mom, could you stop using such harsh words?"
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