Klein Came

Bella's POV: In the afternoon of the next day, I went out to dump garbage and happened to see Patricia sitting at the door. "Bella, I've been sitting here since this morning. I haven't seen your child's father come yet. Bella, are you lying?" Patricia had always been a widow since she was young. She had raised her son all by herself. She was a very mean person, and even her son didn't like her. Her temper was getting more and more eccentric. She especially liked to talk about other people's private life, and her words were very aggressive. I ignored her. Mother couldn't help poking her head out and shouting, "Old woman, do our family's affairs have anything to do with you?" "It has nothing to do with me. It's just that you said it yourself yesterday. Of course I want to know if you're lying or not." Patricia curled her lips. In fact, everyone here knew that I didn't want to pay attention to her, but she had great influence. If I ignored her, the situation would only become more embarra