Seeing his wife in a daze, Shen Wenchen couldn't help but worry. He gently held her icy hand and said softly, "My older and second brothers' new courtyards aren't far away, just across the street, and only half a quarter's walk from us. If you miss your parents-in-law, we can invite them to live with us."
"Never mind."
Nanzhi shook her head and sipped her soup slowly.
Currently, her mother and father had shops to attend to. If they really moved to the Lord's Mansion, it would only interfere with their matters seeing her in this state every day.
She was feeling somewhat slow.
The business at Sānweìjū was not bad. As the weather cooled, the number of people eating barbecue decreased. Hence, thanks to the excellent craftsmanship of Xu Chou and Lun Daliang, they relied on their soup to revive the restaurant's business.