Xia Lan, Xia Xing and Xia Cha were lying under the roof of their house.
They had heard the conversation between Xia Wangshi and Xia Zhenyuan very clearly.
Xia Lan was worried that Xia Zhenyuan could not cook and wanted to help, but Xia Xing and Xia Cha hurriedly pulled her back.
"Sister, let Dad experience Mom's usual hard work! Also, why does Mom have to serve the entire family and not get anything in return?" Xia Xing said indignantly.
Xia Lan frowned and said worriedly, "If I don't go and help, Grandma might not let us have food."
Xia Xing pouted. "At most, we can go to the mountains to pick wild fruits to eat."
Xia Lan scratched Xia Xing's nose. "Eating wild fruits is not a long-term solution."
Xia Cha, who had been silent, said, "Sister, let's endure for a day. I'll go out and think of a way."
Xia Lan pulled Xia Cha, who was about to leave. "Cha Cha, where are you going?"