After a hasty dinner, having sent off the married eldest daughter and her family, the key figures of the Li Family finally settled back on the old couple's bed-stove.
Li Hongjun sat on the stool with a dark expression, waiting for someone to explain what exactly was going on.
Li Wangcai sat cross-legged on the bed-stove, holding a tobacco pipe with a serious look on his face. He really didn't know about this matter.
Next to him, Qiu Shuping looked at her eldest daughter-in-law, hoping she would speak up. But Shuping certainly wasn't foolish; those grains weren't consumed by her alone, the idea wasn't hers, nor did she carry the grains back home. Why would she offend her second uncle in such a case? So she pretended not to notice her mother-in-law's eager eyes, touched her slightly protruding belly, bowed her head, and acted as if nothing was amiss.
