Obviously, he felt helpless and troubled by his wife Lin Ruoyun's behavior, but as a husband, it was inconvenient for him to openly express opposition.
"Mom, I know Ruoyun can be emotional sometimes, I'll talk to her about it," Pei Tianxiong's voice was deep, carrying a hint of powerlessness.
Grandmother Pei turned her head, addressing Jiang Yuzhu with a more affectionate and warm attitude, "Yuzhu, don't take it to heart, that's how things are at home. Just pretend you didn't hear it."
Grandmother's words were filled with care and understanding as she carefully picked up a piece of garlic roasted chicken and placed it in Jiang Yuzhu's bowl.
"Here, try this, it's a dish I'm particularly fond of. The chicken is roasted until the skin is crispy, while the meat inside is tender and juicy, it tastes really good."