Lai Hui paused her wiping, looking at him in surprise. “You’re coming with me to buy tableware?” Seeing Zhou Yuqian looking a bit embarrassed, she thought he must have been kicked in the head by a donkey, his mind clouded, and quickly added tactfully, “Even if this bowl is broken, in an ordinary household, a chipped bowl is still used; it’s just for eating, as long as it can hold food, there’s no need to buy a new one!”
“Don’t women believe that eating with beautiful brand-name tableware increases their appetite?” This was something his wife used to say; even the toilet paper had to be a brand name, otherwise, it was to blame for her constipation.
“Would you have a bigger appetite if I served you raw pork on a VERSACE plate, eating it with the skin and all?” Had he been stepped on by a horse? He was actually discussing tableware and appetite with her in the kitchen, a topic typically reserved for women.
“Well, if you don’t want to buy, we won’t buy!” Zhou Yuqian left the kitchen, feeling a bit embarrassed, thinking he was too nervous about being cut by a broken bowl while eating porridge, which led him to think of going with her to buy tableware.
