An Jing heard Tan Yun's words and said irritably, "Are you an early bird? You're an early pig!"
"Son-in-law, you... you're impolite."
Upon hearing this, Tan Yun's face turned bright red instantly.
Did the son-in-law actually call her an early pig!?
She had gotten up before dawn today, washed clothes, slaughtered a chicken, and had been busy until now. An Jing didn't even praise her but instead called her a pig.
Seeing Tan Yun's indignant cheeks, An Jing couldn't help but pinch her cheeks and said, "Forget it, I, being magnanimous, will not remember the offenses of the petty. Considering you also work hard every day, I won't hold the fact that you drank the chicken soup without permission against you."
Tan Yun bit her lip and said, "Son-in-law, you're talking nonsense, who drank your chicken soup?"
"Didn't you drink it?"
Upon hearing this, An Jing became somewhat puzzled.