The food and drinks were set on the table, and Anning and Li Cuixia entered the room.
Yang Lao Mao lifted his eyelids, glanced at them, and then pointed to Wang Shushu: "You women can take some dishes to eat on the side; this table is for the men."
Ha.
Anning gave a cold laugh and took the chicken, fish, and a few better dishes over to another table, leaving only some vegetables for the men.
"Aunt, sister-in-law, mom, grandma, let's eat over here."
Anning pulled the women to the other table: "Everyone eat more, if there's not enough, I'll make more. Oh, does anyone want a drink? I'll go get some."
Yang Lao Mao was so angry that he glared, but he couldn't do anything about Anning.
Yang Erchou chuckled twice: "Let them eat. The women at home work hard all year round, it's not easy; it's New Year's, they ought to eat something good."
