"Sister-in-law, it's delicious. It suits my taste very well. You should try it too. It's really delicious." Nanqiao gave Huiping a positive answer and gave Sheng Yanchuan a chopstick to let him try it.

"It's good that you like it. Come often and I'll make it for you."

Nanqiao was about to say something when he heard Aunt Xiumei's sarcastic words, and he immediately stopped talking, "I've been in the store all day, I can't even take care of my family's meals, how can I take care of others?"

"Mom, is it possible that the food we eat at the store on weekdays is not cooked by me? I never miss a meal for my family." Hui Ping was secretly happy about being praised by Nanqiao, but a basin of cold water was poured on her head.

"That's enough! You keep quarreling all day long and can't even have a peaceful New Year. If you don't want to eat, go back to your room!" Uncle Sheng was already very annoyed by the quarrels among his family members these days. Today, he came to Nanqiao thinking that he could finally have some peace and quiet. Unexpectedly, these two kept arguing with each other.

Uncle Sheng shouted, and the table finally quieted down, leaving only the sound of chopsticks accidentally hitting the dishes.

After dinner, Nanqiao and Sheng Yanchuan didn't stay long before going home. Walking on the road, Nanqiao thought about the scene at lunch and said helplessly, "In the past, the relationship between my sister-in-law and mom was pretty good. Why do they start quarreling after just a few words now?"

"My sister-in-law has accumulated resentment. In the past, my mother was the boss at home, so naturally she had her say. But now my sister-in-law is the one earning money, so naturally she will speak out any dissatisfaction she has."

"It will be lively from now on." Nanqiao thought about what happened at noon. If the Spring Festival was so noisy, who knows what it would be like on weekdays.