Not Making

Qiao Xuan smiled. "Cousin, I told you yesterday that we live separately. You are the guest, and you should stick to the rules. You want to be our host? How ridiculous!"

"Shame on you all! We should not have spoiled you!" Ms. Fang said coldly.

Shao Meizhi stared at Eldest Uncle, transfixed.

Eldest Uncle looked embarrassed but still asked. "Ms. Qiao, why didn't you serve food to Meizhi and Xiaozhi yesterday?"

Qiao Xuan was surprised. "But shouldn't they eat at the third section of the family instead of here? Also, they were too late, we had prepared the food already!"

Shao Xiaozhi added. "But we are not late today. We want to eat the claypot rice you ate last night!"

Qiao Xuan smiled. "You mean claypot rice? I told you how to make it. You can cook it yourselves! We are not a restaurant, and don't take orders from others, not even if money is paid!"

Yang Xiaoni laughed.