But when a woman says something like this, it basically means she's not angry anymore. Guo Aiping said it right in front of Old Zhao.
"Slurp~ smack smack..." She deliberately made the sounds loud, and then took another sip of the noodle soup, all the while enjoying the comfortable sensation under her feet. It was delightful!
Old Zhao was scratching his head with exaggerated expressions and actions in front of him, "Wife, it's so late, it's hard to digest if you eat too much, you should eat less. Leave the rest to me!"
Old Zhao felt that being shown but not allowed to eat was worse than having a quarrel.
"Can you digest well?"
"I'll walk back later, it helps with digestion."
"Alright." Guo Aiping pushed the bowl to Old Zhao, "You said it, walk back."
The distance from the sports institute to Old Zhao's home is a twenty-minute bike ride, and at least an hour walk.
Their conversation left the people eating nearby exchanging looks.
