Zhou Lanfang saw Shen Jianhua continuously putting eggs on Shen Mianmian's plate and couldn't stand it any longer, so she quickly picked up the dish and scraped the remaining vegetables into Zhou Siyu and Shen Jianhua's plates.
Finally, there was a little bit of scraps left, which she then poured into her own bowl.
"What are you doing?" Shen Jianhua's face darkened, he had thought his wife had changed, but it seemed she was still the same as before.
His daughter was getting older, and if this continued, wouldn't she hate her mother even more?
How could he treat his wife kindly in the future?
At this age, she still hadn't figured it out.
"There's no rice left in her bowl, why would she need vegetables? If she keeps eating only vegetables without rice, one chicken won't be enough for her alone. You and Siyu have been working hard lately, you should eat more."
