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There was no way to keep the fact that Gao Zhen came to their house a secret. The good neighbors around them all told Wei Dazhi about it, and Zhang Yu even talked about it at the dinner table.

Compared to the leisurely life of the old couple, Feng Xia is always busy. She works in a kindergarten and often takes turns to get off work late. She can only leave work after all the children are picked up by their parents.

In the past, Feng Xia didn't care. She would wait until Feng Xia got home before eating. In order to avoid doing housework, she would deliberately come home late and then talk about how busy she was at work at the dinner table.

Now, Zhang Yu doesn’t care whether she is busy at work or not, as long as she helps to take care of the children. As for meals, sorry, the household registration books are separate, and the share starting from this month will be purchased by each family. She doesn’t have to prepare dinner for the children.

Feng Xia now rushes home as soon as she gets off work, otherwise she won’t be able to get the stove or the pot if she’s too late. It will be after six o’clock before she can have dinner. This makes Feng Xia, who is used to having dinner at five o’clock every day, very uncomfortable.

After arriving home, Feng Xia started to busy herself with washing vegetables, washing rice and preparing dinner. Looking at the old couple who were already eating at the table, she felt more and more uncomfortable and angrier the more she looked at them.

Especially when the children were crying out for hunger, the old couple continued to eat calmly without giving the children any thought of eating, "Dad, Mom, look, Lily and Xiaochi are already hungry."

Li Juan was on the afternoon shift today, and Wei He was making dinner. He didn't know how to cook, so he thought for a long time and had no choice but to prepare some noodles. When he heard Feng Xia say that, he quickly agreed, "That's right, Mom. Look, Mingming and Xiaolan are already hungry."

Wei He looked at Zhang Yu helplessly. He really didn’t understand why Zhang Yu suddenly turned so cruel. What was going on?

Now he can only hope that things can be the same as before, with someone to do all the housework and they don't have to rush home after get off work. They have to do housework on weekends, etc. It's really too busy, and it feels like there is no time to relax.

Zhang Yu asked Wei Dazhi to finish the last bite of the food, and then said calmly, "Your daughter and son have no food to eat because you are busy. Can't you come back and prepare all the vegetables during your lunch break?"

"At worst, you can just go to the company cafeteria and buy ready-made food. Why do all your colleagues live and eat with their parents-in-law?"

"Don't they cook for themselves? Then you really need to talk to them more and find out when they cook. Then you will know that it is not too late to eat at around 6 o'clock."

"And third brother, your family has dinner late. You shouldn't ask me about this problem. Instead, you should think carefully about where the problem lies." It is true that Li Juan is in the middle shift and cannot cook lunch, but can't she prepare all the ingredients at noon, or make dinner directly, so that when Wei He gets home, he can just heat up the food and have dinner.

As a result, Li Juan ate casually for lunch and never thought about preparing lunch. Wei He, who was afraid of his wife, never thought that there was anything wrong with his wife's behavior, but instead put the blame on Zhang Yu.

If Wei He didn't continue nagging, Zhang Yu really had no way to give him face, so he had to attack him without any hesitation.

No words were spoken, but the glare had to be given. Zhang Yu looked directly and unceremoniously at Wei He, and the latter immediately knew that his old lady was really giving him face.

Of course, he also thought that Li Juan worked in the afternoon, so she could prepare the meals in the morning, and he could cook directly after get off work, which would at least save a lot of time. If possible, he also hoped that Li Juan could prepare dinner. How great it would be.

It's a pity that he could only think about it and didn't dare to bring it up at all, otherwise Li Juan would definitely not be happy, and even his parents-in-law would not be happy. They might ask him to go back and have a good talk with him. He had promised at the beginning that he would not let Li Juan do housework.

But at that time he really didn't expect that Zhang Yu would be so cruel and would split the family without any hesitation.

In the past, he always felt that his parents did not agree to the separation just to control them, but now he really didn't know how to evaluate this separation. On the surface, they won the struggle, and their parents had to separate the family according to their ideas, but did they really win?

Wei He sometimes wondered who would be the most convenient person to split up the family business. He didn’t need to think about it, because it would be them except his parents.

Wei He was in a very unhappy mood, but he could only helplessly remain silent. He had been making all sorts of fuss in the beginning and had made up his mind to split up the family. Alas.

Feng Xia originally thought that if Wei He, the old lady's most beloved youngest son, came forward, there would at least be a good result. But who could have thought that the old lady didn't even give face to Wei He. This shocked Feng Xia. How could she give her face? She absolutely could not even think about it.

Feng Xia had no choice but to cook honestly, "Wei Jiang, Wei Jiang." Just when she was busy with all kinds of things, she looked up and saw Wei Jiang chatting with someone in the yard, which made her very angry.

She was very busy here, but Wei Jiang could still chat with others leisurely. Feng Xia couldn't control her anger at all.

Wei Jiang was chatting with his neighbors about what happened in the factory. When he heard Feng Xia calling his name, he couldn't help but frowned, "What's wrong?"

Really, didn't you see him chatting with his neighbors about things in the factory? Knowing that he was busy, they still insisted on calling his name, which was really abominable.

Wei Jiang looked at Feng Xia in a bad mood, "What on earth are you calling me for?"

Wei Jiang was in a bad mood, and his tone and words certainly revealed it, and anyone could hear it.

Even though he was his own son, Zhang Yu couldn't help shaking his head, "He really has no sense at all."

"He didn't see that his wife was busy all the time, and he would rather chat with others than help her." Zhang Yu really couldn't understand, "It's just that the Feng family is not well off."

"Otherwise, there would have been a conflict a long time ago." Anyway, if she were in his shoes and met a husband like this, she would either ask him to change or divorce him. She would never indulge him.

Wei Dazhi couldn't help but frown when he heard Zhang Yu's disdain for Wei Jiang, even saying the word divorce, "Wife, that's your son."

His wife wouldn't be so careless that she would forget that the person she dislikes is his son.

"Of course I know it's my son, otherwise I would have spoken up long ago. Before we separated the family, Feng Xia didn't do housework, and I took on all the responsibilities."

"I was so busy that my back and waist ached. Did I tell you? I was the one who took on the responsibility in the end."

"If the eldest family is like this, doesn't the third family have any problems?" Alas, Zhang Yu sighed helplessly. They are really all problems, it's just a matter of whether they are exposed or not. (End of this chapter)