Before long, Zhao Lingfei glanced at the sowhat empty dishes and then turned to look at the night outside.
She put down her chopsticks, suddenly stood up, carried away a few empty plates, and rushed to the kitchen. After a while, she returned with several new dishes and put them on the table.
Among these dishes were five-spice roast chicken, braised fish, and spicy rabbit legs... all new dishes that Zhao Rong had rarely tasted before.
Under Zhao Lingfei’s diligent efforts, the dining table beca rich again.
Zhao Rong glanced at the food and then at his wife, who had just sat back down. He wanted to say that with three people eating and Uncle Bai not around, there was no need for so many dishes.
However, after thinking about it, he decided not to say anything to dampen their enthusiasm. So he just smiled and praised, "My Qing Jun’s culinary skills are getting better and better."
Zhao Lingrou smiled gently, thought for a mont, and playfully said, "In such a big family, everyone’s appetite and taste need to be considered, so it’s natural to learn more about cooking..."
Zhao Rong chuckled and nodded.
Little Qian’er glanced at the lady and then kept her head down, continuing to eat.
Hmm, these new dishes the lady learned, she got a taste of them tonight. Not bad, not bad... she muttered to herself.
Zhao Rong didn’t think much more about it. With a smile on his face, he bowed his head and concentrated on eating.
He didn’t eat much of the food on the table lately; his appetite had been rather light, and such heavy dishes were favored by a certain little Fox Demon and girls like little Qian’er.
But at this mont, even the plain white rice in his bowl tasted particularly fragrant. Zhao Lingfei watched him eat with a gentle smile, occasionally reaching out to straighten his collar or hairpin and actively serving him more rice, which he did not refuse, and his appetite grew.
So tonight, he ate exceptionally much, and before long, he had finished four bowls of rice.
At this point, he put down the empty, clean bowl.
The chopsticks were neatly aligned.
With a touch of OCD, he placed them gently on one-third of the bowl’s rim.
Zhao Lingfei reached out again.
"No need, Qing Jun, I’m full. You should eat too."
Zhao Lingfei smiled and shook her head, "I’m not very hungry now; I’ll eat later."
Zhao Rong found her a bit odd, but he had more important matters at the mont, so he nodded and sat quietly.
The atmosphere at the dining table was also quietly subdued.
The man lowered his head and tidied up his sleeves.
With both hands on his knees, arms outstretched, his upper body slightly leaned towards the two won.
He sat upright and suddenly said:
"Qing Jun, Qian’er."
"Hmm?" Zhao Lingfei was curious.
"What’s the matter, Brother Rong’er?" Little Qian’er looked up.
"Actually... yesterday’s incident, it seems there was no misunderstanding." He looked directly at the two won, his gaze unwavering, "Your worries and suspicions... were not unnecessary."
"She... might have a broad mind, but it also seems... guilty."
The atmosphere suddenly beca still.
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"I shouldn’t have lost my temper with you both yesterday, saying those things."
"Yesterday’s matter is in the past; why bring it up?" she said.
"So things need to be made clear." The tone was firm.
Zhao Lingfei lightly pursed her red lips, touching his face with a serious expression, "I and Qian’er also need to apologize."
"Apologize for what?"
"We also made mistakes, and we erred first." Zhao Lingfei bit her lip and lowered her eyes, whispering, "Mr. Zhu is your teacher, who ca to our aid from far away in an ergency, yet Qian’er and I were suspicious and jealous, competing openly with him, which was unbecoming of us as jealous won. You were angry, not without reason."
Little Qian’er also nodded, obediently keeping her gaze down, "Moreover, what was even more wrong was not listening to you. The sky and earth are vast, but husband is the greatest... we were immature and embarrassed the Old Zhao Family, allowing outsiders... um, Mr. Zhu isn’t really an outsider, but still, it made people laugh, which is not good."
Zhao Rong shook his head, about to speak.
Two delicate fingers gently rested on his lips. The woman with autumn-like eyes nodded understandingly and continued, "Compared to my and Qian’er’s actions yesterday, Mr. Zhu was much more gracious and magnanimous. He not only bore no grudges but also laughed it off, spoke up for us, and diated the situation..."
She leaned forward, looking Zhao Rong in the eyes, gazing candidly, "The more I thought about it last night, the more ashad I felt."
Zhao Rong grabbed both won by the wrist, hastily saying, "No, listen to , it’s my fault, at least... I’m the primary one responsible. Let explain. You respect and love , and as the head of the family, it’s my duty to uphold moral education and family values. Even if you acted improperly, it was because of the limitations of your upbringing, while I failed to fulfill my duties as your husband, especially... I didn’t set an example for you to be reassured and convinced, which led to suspicion and jealousy..."
Zhao Lingfei and little Qian’er quickly used their slender fingers to block his lips, reproaching with a hint of grievance, "You keep blaming yourself, just like yesterday, taking all the bla upon yourself. We’ve already said, you’re not so man without morals, trust, or manners in our hearts; you’re a man of great integrity. You’re not allowed to bla yourself anymore. If you’re such a man without morals, trust, or manners, then what does that make us, who steadfastly chose you? Your self-reproach only makes us hurt and anxious."
Zhao Rong feigned reproach, "You told not to bla myself, but what about you yesterday? One of you foolishly took all the responsibility on herself and even asked to hit her. Another went even further, saying things like letting soul train or search the lake... Don’t you think it hurts when you say such degrading and hurtful things about yourselves?"
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