"Wife, you didn't eat much this morning, are you hungry? Eat more."
Brother Lu didn't touch his chopsticks and first picked out a bowl of her favorite dish for his wife.
Then he picked up the dishes his daughters loved for the two girls, and only then did he start eating himself.
"Your mother loves garlic shoots, eat more."
Mrs. Lu sneaked a glance around to see if anyone was watching, and when no one did, she gave a disgruntled stare at the man, "Mind your own food, don't bother about me."
Watching her father-in-law getting snubbed, Susu pursed her lips, barely holding back the smile curling up the corners of her mouth.
It seemed that the favoritism of the Lu brothers towards their wives was no coincidence; it all came from Father Lu's example.
After the meal, Lu Xiaomei rushed to take over the chore of cleaning up the dishes, pushing her old mother and aunt to rest.
