Aunt Zhang followed in and saw the amount of rice in the bowl, "Yo, Dashan, Aunt Wang just said you wouldn't know how to live frugally, so she told you not to cook too much rice. Turns out you're spoiling your wife by only cooking rice for her?"
Aunt Wang also looked into the kitchen, "Hey, it's unexpected that Su Qingyue, that mute girl, is actually quite blessed. Look at that rice, it's not even mixed with sweet potatoes. Dashan, you really do treat your wife to pure grains. Your wife ain't a delicate person, as long as she has food to eat, she won't starve. Adding more sweet potatoes wouldn't hurt."
Xiao Yishan saw that his wife didn't respond, thinking she didn't want to eat. He thought that since she had eaten so many wild apples, she might not be hungry. So he just took a bowl and covered the rice, planning to eat it later in the evening.
