He quickly found an excuse for himself by reasoning—yes, women have always been in the kitchen, and with his mother-in-law and Niu Hong nowhere to be found, it was only Old Man Niu left, who obviously wouldn't cook.
With that, he calmed down.
Seeing Wen Juan still looking miserable, he couldn't help but nudge the tip of her shoe with his foot.
And he gave her a comforting look:
"Go ahead and eat, your sister-in-law's family is having such a hard time, we can't afford to waste food."
Old Man Niu noticed this, and his eyebrows furrowed.
Seeing Wen Juan reluctantly holding a bowl and starting to pick up some pickled vegetables, Chen Jian Country then asked:
"By the way, where are my mom and Da Hong? I haven't seen them for so long?"
He glanced at his watch; it was already past 3 PM.
Old Man Niu still wore the same indifferent expression, like a silent old father-in-law:
"They went to Da Hong's grandmother's place for a visit and should be back by evening."
