"Xiao Ye, why are you still not up? There's so much work to do at home, and you're leaving it all to Xiao Yu and the two children? You're already in your thirties, yet you're not even as useful as Little Pouch and Little Treasure?"
Sunday was a blessing for every working person, but with the Spring Festival approaching, it was even more exhausting than going to work.
Early that morning, Grandma Wu Juying had dragged Li Ye out of bed. Boiling meat, chopping filling, wiping windows—he was ordered about like a little spinning top.
By a little past ten, Li Ye had only just caught his breath when Grandpa Li Zhongfa came strolling over, hands clasped behind his back, with the imposing gait of a general.
"Li Ye, pack up two portions each of that ginseng, bird's nest, and deer antler of yours, then come visit some people with me."
Li Ye blinked several times, then vigorously jerked his chin toward the kitchen at Li Zhongfa.
It was not that he begrudged the ginseng, deer antler, or bird's nest. He was afraid Grandma Wu Juying would fly into a rage.
There were proper ways to visit relatives. With Li Zhongfa acting so "generously," they could only be visiting the Instructor and the Sanitation Officer.
Instructor Liu Zhengqing was Li Zhongfa's brother who had been through life and death with him. It was nothing for them to exchange New Year gifts during the holidays, but the problem was that sanitation officer Gao Shuyi had once been the woman of Li Zhongfa's dreams.
Even at eighty, a woman would still get jealous when she ought to, so Li Ye could not understand why Li Zhongfa was being so carefree today.
But just as Li Ye was working his chin toward the