As soon as Jiang Dao Hai heard, he stood up to swap Cai Xian's bowl, but Jiang Lai held him down.
"You won't eat undercooked rice, so you're making my mom eat it?"
"She likes it, what's wrong with her eating it?"
"Who the hell likes eating undercooked rice? You like it? Grandpa likes it? Or does Grandma like it?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Dao Hai threw down his chopsticks and stared heavily at Jiang Lai.
"How are you talking to your dad?! Have you forgotten that I'm your father?!"
Cai Xian saw this and wanted to mediate.
But Jiang Lai stood up directly and looked at Cai Xian.
"Mom, you said you'd leave this house to me, right?"
Cai Xian nodded, although unsure of Jiang Lai's intention.
"Yes, Mom has two houses, one for your brother and one for you, that's been decided."
At this moment, the usually silent Grandma suddenly glared at Jiang Lai and said coldly.
