Yin Shihua instinctively grasped her husband's hand...
Shan Munan's gaze involuntarily fell on the young woman sitting in the yard at this moment...
His wife's eyes filled with worry, and Shan Munan seemed to become vaguely aware of it.
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Dinner.
The two elders of the Yin Family came downstairs, and at the large oval table, the two elders sat at the head.
Mr. and Mrs. Shan Munan sat on one side, while Shan Mingxu and Fu Sheng sat opposite them.
Ming Xu looked at the table full of delicious dishes and didn't hold back at all, starting to eat as he moved his chopsticks.
"Eat slowly, no one is competing with you."
Yin Shihua saw her son looking like he had never had home-cooked food before and couldn't help but feel distressed.
"Mom, your cooking is still the best. The food cooked in large pots in the army truly wastes the ingredients."
"If your leaders in the army hear what you said, will they mark it against you?"
Yin Shihua teased as she asked.
