C533 Who Cared about Those Broken Gifts?

A dozen dishes were placed on the table, and the table was filled with them.

"Verna, go down and buy some beer." Effie sighed and said.

"Why should I go down and buy it? You go." Verna was starving to death and could not wait to eat.

"It's you who wants to drink, not me." Effie glanced at her. "Besides, I ordered dinner