The Yun Family's dinner was extremely delicious, with dishes exquisitely and tastefully prepared, far more appetizing than any meal she had ever had in those grand restaurants in her previous life. It seemed that not only was Niu Erniu's pastry craft impressive, but her cooking skills were top-notch as well.
Watching the little girl eagerly looking at her bowl and then at her plate, Mr. Yun's appetite suddenly improved, and he ate half a bowl more than usual. A hint of moisture appeared in Niu Erniu's eyes; it was so rare for her husband to willingly eat a little extra after all these years.
She turned her body to the side and wiped the corner of her eyes with her sleeve, whispering to her husband, "This is probably the most reliable thing you've done in all these years."
Luo Datou hummed proudly. When had he ever done something poorly? However, he didn't argue with his wife—the dignity of a man does not include squabbling with women!
