Fu Mingxue was at a loss for words.
But since it was all settled, there was nothing to be done.
Just then, Qin Wenhao, who had been listening for who knows how long, chimed in, "Mom, we’ll all go pay our respects to Dad whenever we have the time."
His words made Mrs. Fu very happy.
"Good!"
"Let’s eat first." Qin Wenhao looked at Fu Mingxue. "Honey, go wash your hands. Dinner’s almost ready."
"Alright." Fu Mingxue went to wash her hands.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Fu helped bring the food to the table.
Then she went and called the two little ones out for dinner.
Qin Wenhao scooped a bowl of rice for his mother-in-law.
He then scooped a bowl for his wife, and filled the two little ones’ small bowls as well.
Only then did he scoop his own.
Mrs. Fu took it all in, marveling once again at what a good son-in-law they had found.
Especially the dishes on the table—they were cooked exceptionally well.
Back in her hometown, men rarely set foot in the kitchen.
They believed it wasn’t a man’s job.
"Mom, have some meat." Qin Wenhao placed a piece of sliced meat into his mother-in-law’s bowl.
He hadn’t had time to make a stew, so he had stir-fried some sliced meat.
I have to say, the stir-fried meat with garlic shoots was delicious.
Seeing this, Mrs. Fu immediately said, "Don’t put any more in my bowl. You eat it yourself."
Qin Wenhao glanced at his wife.
Fu Mingxue immediately said, "I’ll get it myself."
’What’s with this habit of putting food on other people’s plates?’
’Can’t everyone just serve themselves?’
At the side, Mrs. Fu saw this and couldn’t help but secretly roll her eyes. ’This daughter of mine is just too coarse to appreciate a nice gesture.’
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