Luo Qiao had overheard the commotion behind her just now. In fact, lice weren't only a problem in the countryside but were present on some city dwellers as well. However, today's issue with that particular family wasn't lice, it was laziness.
They probably hadn't washed their hair in a long time, otherwise, the lice wouldn't have infested to such an extent, and they wouldn't speak so confidently as if they were in the right. The mother was quite a character.
By lunchtime, her appetite had waned, so she made a cup of milk using the thermos Lu Yichen had prepared for her, which was plastic on the outside and lined with glass on the inside.
Luo Qiao thought this person was really attentive. She had planned to use an enamel mug to hold water, but she hadn't expected Lu Yichen to provide a thermos, which was considered a valuable item during those times.