After Bai Xue talked with her mother-in-law, she returned to the room, fearing her youngest daughter would notice and she'd feel embarrassed. So she didn't say much about what happened in the East Room, just took out the clothes she needed for the company visit yesterday, set them aside, and then went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Dinner was still potato stew with cabbage, just like the morning meal, with not a trace of meat.
Old Mrs. Ye was not a picky eater, but she felt sorry for her eldest granddaughter. She glanced at the dish basin and remarked calmly, "Did the family not prepare any meat for the New Year? Even though times are hard now, even the village adds more oil during the Little New Year to make the meals richer. How can we have such bland food?"
Bai Xue knew her mother-in-law was upset; otherwise, she wouldn't be picking on her like this. Even if she didn't like something, she wouldn't openly say it, especially in front of the children.
