Luo Qi personally took charge of the cooking, while Li Mu Yang's four pretty maids helped out beside her.
Li Sinian squatted beside a large wooden basin on the ground, washing vegetables with a face full of complaints. "See that? You treat your son like a treasure all day long, so why doesn't he come help you wash vegetables? I'm the only one who feels sorry for you and can't bear to let you tire yourself out. Once your son gets married, I'm afraid you, his mother, won't even know which remote corner you've been tossed into."
"I'm willing to," Luo Qi said. The mother and daughter were already used to bickering like this. "If my son can marry a wife, I'd be willing even if he tossed me into West Lake."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Look how badly biased you are. I'm starting to suspect I'm not your biological daughter."
Luo Qi glanced outside and said, "Who says you're not my biological daughter? If you weren't, I would have starved you to death long ago. Would I still be thinking about making you delicious food every day? Your tongue is so venomous, and you spend all day saying such absurd things to anger me."
"That's called honest advice that grates on the ears. Li Mu Yang knows how to say auspicious things to curry favor with you, but he never lifts a finger when it comes to housework." Li Sinian pulled the radishes out of the basin and placed them in a basket, then lifted a basketful of greens and handed it to Luo Qi. "I'm done too. I'm going to sit in the parlor with them and eat pastries and fruit."
"You're not allowed to eat those. The meal is almost ready."
"I'm going to eat them anyway."
"May