After all, at least it could prove that Zhao Ruolan was in good spirits, just a bit injured.
Cheng Weiyue was somewhat relieved, and seeing Zhao Ruolan's impatient gesture for her to leave, she compromised, "Mom, I'll go help Dad with the vegetables."
After Cheng Weiyue left, Sister Qian and the others were all remarking on the benefits of having a daughter, look at Weiyue's demeanor, how considerate she was.
Only Zhao Ruolan sighed softly, "I would rather she not be this way, the child is just too emotional."
Downstairs, Cheng Cunzheng saw Cheng Weiyue coming down and put down the lettuce he was holding.
Cheng Weiyue sat in front of Cheng Cunzheng, "Dad, let me do the sorting."
"You're back home after so long, how could I let you do these things?" Cheng Cunzheng coughed lightly, "I can do it."
"No need, aren't you usually practicing calligraphy at this time?" Cheng Weiyue said with a smile, "You go to the study and practice, I rarely come back, I'll cook lunch."
