Lu Jing took several deep breaths, really struggling to suppress the urge to hit someone.
"Say one more superfluous word and see what happens?"
The man immediately shut his mouth.
So that’s how it is, you can’t indulge them too much, or they’ll start to take liberties.
"Alright, I’ll stop."
If he continued, he might not even end up getting to eat his meal.
It wasn’t that he was really angry, he just couldn’t help but feel a bit sour.
Now that the sourness had passed, there was naturally no need to bring it up again.
Definitely not looking for an excuse to start an argument!
"Madam, you’ve worked hard making so much food, let me carry it, you go rest."
He did have some good sense.
Lu Jing glanced sideways:
"You said so, so you do it."
He actually retreated.
In the kitchen, the man chuckled and pulled a face before he started to roll up his sleeves.
When Lu Jing came out of the kitchen, he immediately picked up his phone to call Jiang Yuan.
"Hello, sister-in-law?"
"Xiao Yuan, are you coming home for dinner?"
"Ah? I’m already eating at the cafeteria, so I won’t be coming home for dinner. You guys eat."
From the sound of it, she was indeed in the midst of eating over the phone.
Lu Jing couldn’t very well rush her to come back:
"Alright then, just be safe out there."
"Mmm-hmm, okay, sister-in-law."
After hanging up the phone, he turned around to see Jiang Ye standing there holding dishes, looking at him.
"Do you think I’m ungrateful?"
Lu Jing chuckled disdainfully:
"Do you know who you’re talking about?"
Would Jiang Ye not know who he was talking about?
"It’s just Jiang Yuan, that girl!"
Lu Jing pursed his lips:
"Knowing that, you still talk ?"
The man laughed, setting down the plates as he said:
"So what if I say it? What can she do? Would she dare to do anything?"
Jiang Yuan had never been tough in front of her brother, always timid throughout her life.
He really couldn’t stand listening any longer.
"Alright, alright, listening to Madam’s orders."
The dishes were quite abundant, with stir-fried shrimp, rib and corn soup, sautéed mushroom and pork slices, and a quick-fried bok choy, three meat dishes and one vegetable.
Jiang Ye was eating heartily.
Food cooked by his wife was just irresistible.
Lu Jing, concerned he might choke, quickly served him a bowl of soup: Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novel⟡fire.net
"Eat slowly, have some soup, don’t choke."
Was he really that hungry?
Jiang Ye accepted the soup with a grin:
After speaking, he tilted his head back and guzzled the soup into his belly.
Fortunately, it had cooled enough to not be too hot.
Lu Jing frowned and watched for a while before he stopped looking and started eating.
Whatever, let him do as he pleases.
The couple ate quite quickly; in less than twenty minutes, they were done.
Someone took the initiative to clean up the table and then took the dishes to the kitchen to wash.
Lu Jing, also out of habit, cooled a glass of water and placed it on the coffee table, then sat down on the sofa to watch TV.
On the news, there were all kinds of events, a veritable cornucopia of incidents.
She really wanted to make a comment: They have such energetic spirits, why not put that energy into something productive?
Like those who get drunk and cause a ruckus on the street banging on other people’s doors or causing vandalism.
And those who ended up getting bitten by a dog while chasing it.
Then there was even someone who rode a cow downtown, though, of course, eventually, a police officer stopped and gave him a good lecture.
Sigh, truly astonishing.
But these news stories are better than social news anyway, not so pessimistic, and watching them, one could not stop laughing, right?
As she watched, it didn’t take long before sleepiness crept up on her.
She leaned back on the sofa and yawned so hard tears came unbidden to her eyes.