Zhou Erlang took off his shoes, pulled the blanket over him, and seeing Ms. Feng still sulking, couldn't help but ask, "Still angry?"
Ms. Feng just huffed at him.
Lying comfortably on the bed, Zhou Erlang let out a sigh of relief and said with his arms as pillow, "Don't be mad, Manbao was raised by your elder sister, she doted on her even more than she doted on Third Son, how could it be the same?"
Ms. Feng kicked him, nearly sending him tumbling under the bed. "You think I don't know that? I just made one jealous remark, did you really have to bring up my cooking skills?"
Zhou Erlang felt somewhat embarrassed, coughed lightly, and said, "I just didn't want you to lose face, that's all."
"So you saying my cooking is bad makes me save face?" Ms. Feng huffed, "Just wait, once your elder sister starts her business in the county town, I will cook every day."
Zhou Erlang: ...
