"Daddy Gou Dan, look what I've brought!"
Mrs. Lin shook her coat pocket and said to Mu Dazhong.
Mu Dazhong wasn't interested in guessing; all he had in mind was eating, and he didn't want to bother with anything else.
"Alright, just take it out, why are you being so pretentious? You don't have the face of a young lady, so stop doing what young ladies love to do!" Mu Dazhong replied.
Mrs. Lin's face fell instantly, "Mu Dazhong, what do you mean by that? Are you complaining about me now? Back then, when I was bearing your children, making you happy, why didn't you complain?"
Seeing Mrs. Lin about to start an argument, Mu Dazhong's expression also turned sour.
"Alright, I don't want to argue with you. If you don't want to eat chicken, just don't follow me later!"
As soon as Mrs. Lin heard about eating chicken, her gloomy face immediately lit up with joy.
