Mother Meng Yuzhi complained to Lu Yunlin when she saw that Han Zi seemed to have eaten less today. "Look at you, don't you just drink two or two horse urine?" Her son was tired of saying so much. You see, he didn't even eat a few more pieces of the back-pot meat he liked most. It's all you.

Lu Yunlin laughed and said, "It's all right. I'm happy today. My son likes it. You'll cook it for him every day. We can't afford it."

Meng Yuzhi said, "Don't tell you, wooden knots, how do you say you don't understand." After putting away the chopsticks, I went back to my...