Li Juan noticed several times that there wasn't any food prepared for her at home, and she couldn't help but speak up, "Why isn't there any food for me?"
"I've been working all day, you have no idea how tired I am," Li Juan couldn't help but mutter.
"I'm tired too, I worked all day as well," Wei He replied bluntly, "You refuse to do household chores, that's fine."
"I'm responsible for our well-being and the child's. You said, the child is named Zhao, that's my responsibility."
"I'm very tired every day, I now get dinner at the factory canteen," he calculated that even though the food at work wasn't great, it was still better than what he could cook.
Plus, cooking meant getting up early to buy groceries, then making dinner at home, whereas buying directly from the canteen was actually more relaxing.
"How can you just buy from the canteen?" Li Juan shouted, "Is it better than homemade food?"
