Back home.
Sun Dasheng took off his clothes and told Xiang Yiren, who was amusing the child at home, about this matter.
Xiang Yiren was quite surprised: "Is it really necessary?"
"Of course it's necessary, you don't want to see the little one growing up on unhealthy food, do you?"
As soon as these words came out, Xiang Yiren shook her head like a rattle drum, "Of course not, let's do as you say. Tomorrow, I'll have the maid clear out everything we bought before."
"Luckily, we haven't stored too many things at home; we buy fresh stuff every day. Otherwise, it would all go to waste."
"Well, now there's one less chore for the maid, it should make things easier for her."
Xiang Yiren was quite considerate of the maids at home.
"If you really care about them, just give them a raise." Sun Dasheng said while holding the child.
