"Zhao Erhu, you're doing it again! If you can't win an argument, you just resort to force. It's still early, and the rice isn't even cooking yet. It will take half an hour before we can eat, isn't this just a waste of time? In this much time, I could've finished embroidering my flower, and yet here you are dragging me away. Aren't you annoying." Lin Yue was very dissatisfied with Zhao Erhu's actions, mumbling her complaints, feeling that this old man was really too annoying, just short of a tiny bit.
Zhao Erhu turned a blind eye to his little wife's dissatisfaction, "Annoying or not, there's nothing to be done about it, who made me your husband? With your unconscientious nature, not keeping an eye on you would be impossible."