"..." Jing Che's eyes slightly narrowed, looking at the top of Ji Junmei's bowed head and hunched neck.
It seems Junxue from their family has been bullied quite a bit by Ji Junmei.
Jing Che originally planned to give Ji Junmei a lesson, but Aunt tried to smooth things over, so Jing Che just pretended not to care.
He continued eating idly, occasionally helping Ji Junxue pick up some dishes.
At the dining table, only Ji Rong and Zhang Zhiqiang were talking.
"Mr. Jing, please don't be shy. We grow these vegetables ourselves. They might not look as nice as the ones in the city, and may not taste as good, but they haven't been sprayed with pesticides; they're very fresh."
Jing Che nodded nonchalantly, "Mm! Very tasty, just like Junxue's cooking."
"You've tasted Junxue's cooking, huh? Junxue is indeed a good cook. During summer breaks, he used to come to our house to help with chores, and his dishes were truly delicious."
Aunt praised Ji Junxue, and Uncle followed with a laugh.
