"Okay."
Xu Qinghe also felt that it was better to keep the selling of mung bean jelly a secret. Although it was now acceptable to do business, in reality, no one was actually doing it!
Two bowls of mung bean jelly, packed in a lunch box, were not of much value, but Xu Qinghe's thoughtfulness made Xu Zhong happy.
Thinking that Xu Qinghe was still the same as before the household split, Xu Zhong's recent despondence finally gave way to a slight smile.
Liu Sanmei, on the other hand, showed a face of disdain but still feigned concern, saying, "I know you adore the girl Nianhua, and you make her mung bean jelly whenever she wants. Wouldn't that be at least a whole basin full each time? Whether I eat it or not isn't important, but Jiaojiao came home today too, so I should save it for Jiaojiao to eat."
What Liu Sanmei meant was: You make a whole basin of mung bean jelly and only send over two bowls? Are you treating us like beggars?
