Luckily, he hadn't eaten it...
He had seen some wild peaches left on the table and casually picked one up to eat, but when he heard the baby crying inside, he put it down again and happily ran into the room to hold her.
"If you do something that disgusting again and it ends up in my mouth, I'll skin you alive."
"Third Uncle, it won't happen if you aren't greedy."
Ye Yaodong pointed his chopsticks irritably at the dishes on the table. "Finish every last bit of the leftovers later. Waste any, and I'll break your legs."
Ye Chengjiang picked up some food with his chopsticks and tried to put it into Ye Yaodong's bowl with a fawning look, but Ye Yaodong quickly lifted his bowl out of the way.
"Eat up, Third Uncle. Don't be shy. Make yourself at home..."
Ye Yaodong rapped him on the head, making the food in his chopsticks scatter all over the table. "Asking for a beating? This is my home. You're eating at my house. Finish every last bit. If you can't get it down, I'll poke it down with my chopsticks."
Ye Chengjiang rubbed his aching head and gave him a resentful glance.
"What are you looking at? Pick up all the food on the table and eat it."
Of course, they had brought the rice over from their own homes, kept some of their catch from the night, and picked the vegetables from their plots. None of that cost money, and all sorts of vegetables were available this season.
"Woman, get on with cooking your fish. Stop getting in the way. How long have we been listening? You've had it on all day. Let those of us who've come back from work listen for a while."
"Not bad. Sold over