"Hahaha, Lao Liu, you're just jealous!"
Qing Zhun led Qing Chen home, and his sister-in-law was already wearing an apron and starting to wash the vegetables. Nowadays, having a good meal requires quite a bit of effort and expense.
At mealtime, Qing Zhun placed two chicken legs and two chicken wings into Qing Chen's bowl.
Qing Chen felt a bit awkward, "You should eat some too."
Qing Zhun suddenly became serious, "You're still growing, so eat it all!"
His father Qing Xun watched everything with a smile, but as he watched, he let out a sigh.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Qing Chen asked.
Qing Xun paused for a moment, "You've really made Dad proud, but I couldn't give you a good start in life like other fathers do. As a father, I've let you down."
Qing Chen lowered his head, "What are you talking about? I think our family is the best, much better than those big consortiums. There's no warmth in those grand mansions."
