"He went out to buy food."
Wang Guihua looked at her disapprovingly, "Don't you cook at home? Why do you have to go out to buy dinner?"
They really didn't open fire.
Qin Muye can't cook, and since she became pregnant, she can't stand the smell of cooking fumes, so she buys three meals a day outside.
But she didn't dare tell the truth to Wang Guihua.
If she told the truth, her mother would definitely scold her for being lazy.
"We're leaving tomorrow, and we have a lot to do today. We have to clean up after the shooting. It's too much trouble."
Wang Guihua still didn't quite agree with her approach, but didn't say much.
Qin Muye came in at this time, carrying several lunch boxes in his hands.
"Mother-in-law, Fourth Brother, are you here?"
Wang Guihua smiled at him and said, "I heard you went out to buy food?"
"Yes, I had a hard time cleaning up today, so I bought some food outside to save myself the trouble of cooking."
Wang Guihua looked at them and wanted to say something.
You are already married, why are you still so concerned about convenience?
How can it be called home without the atmosphere of home?
Seeing Qin Muye take out the lunch box, Song Kexia ran to the kitchen to get bowls and chopsticks, and she was too embarrassed to say anything.
Does she have to tell her son-in-law that her daughter is too lazy and that he has to keep an eye on her while she works in the future?
Is this something a mother can say?
Looking at the food on the table again, they seemed to be eating really delicious food.
There are stir-fried beef with sauerkraut, stuffed eggplant, sweet and sour spare ribs, tofu pudding, and choy sum with garlic.
It doesn’t matter whether they cook or not, as long as they don’t go hungry.
Song Kexia brought over the bowl and chopsticks, "Mom, Fourth Brother, have you eaten? Do you want to eat with us?"
Li Fangliang still felt a little greedy when he saw the delicious dishes on the table.
Besides, they haven’t eaten yet and are still hungry.
"Then eat a little. We haven't eaten yet."
Song Kexia served the rice and handed it to them.
Today was the last time they sat together for dinner before they parted, and Wang Guihua felt a little sad.
We are separated this time and I don’t know when we will meet again.
She was filled with sadness and homesickness, so she was particularly displeased when she saw Li Fangliang, who was eating happily beside her.
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