After work, Wei He headed home, wondering whether Zhang Yu had gone back to normal today.
He'd spent a long time thinking at work and felt it might be better to choose paying living expenses; at least that way he wouldn't have to do housework.
Otherwise it'd be buying groceries, cooking, doing the laundry and all that again, which was really exhausting, and the old lady had always been the one doing these chores before anyway.
Wei Jiang had been busy all day and was already starving; he'd eaten at work at noon, but to save money he basically hadn't eaten much, just waiting to go home and have a big meal at night.
After work, Wei Dazhi also headed home, and the three of them happened to run into each other at the factory gate.
Wei Jiang and Wei He exchanged a look, then greeted Wei Dazhi. The latter grunted, "There's no food at home. You figure out what you're eating tonight yourselves."
