"There's way too much of this fish, and the old man doesn't like it. Who bought it? And what are those things? The leaves on these vegetables are all rotten, what's going on? And are these tomatoes even correct? Didn't I say I needed the ones with pointed bottoms?" Wang Guihua kept criticizing with a frown.
The maid said nothing; weren't these bought by you anyway? It's not the first time she's pretending to be knowledgeable. She just kept cooking, ignoring Wang Guihua.
Gu Dongfang was in a good mood today; both of his grandsons brought their partners over. It seems he'll soon have descendants and hold a grandchild, extremely joyous. He changed his clothes early and went down to the first floor.
