"Cough cough cough." Chiang Xiao almost choked.
Was this woman doing it on purpose, or was she just naturally inept at speaking?
She spoke as if Xue Liujin was on the verge of dying a few days ago while now seeming to have a sudden burst of health.
The faces of the Xue Family members also looked somewhat displeased.
However, the man named Wu Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Uncle Xue, having a meal? Being able to eat, it seems like the illness is really cured, huh."
Alright, perhaps it was just innate, a mother who couldn't speak tactfully had a son who was just the same.
Chiang Xiao felt she silently finished the rice in her bowl and ladled herself half a bowl of soup to drink. Chiang Songhai and Ge Liutao didn't have her resilience. With people watching and making such comments, they were too embarrassed to keep eating.
"Old Wu, Zhiyuan, you've had your meal before coming here, haven't you?" Xue Liujin also put down his chopsticks.
