"No need, Uncle Zhao, I can watch here by myself, you quickly go down and eat!" Tang Xiaoquan already felt guilty for putting everyone in such a sorry state and didn't have the heart to let others suffer for him.
Tang Xiaoquan's refusal was expected by Old Zhao. It seemed that Wang Qiang's earlier questioning had some impact on him, and it was likely not a small one.
Since the other party was holding on to a sense of guilt, continuing to argue about whether to go inside for a meal was obviously inappropriate at this moment. So Old Zhao simply squatted down and sat.
Seeing Old Zhao sitting on the ground, Tang Xiaoquan quickly tried to persuade him, "Oh, Uncle Zhao, what are you doing? I can handle this here, you've been busy all day, go and eat!"
Old Zhao shook his head like a drum: "Alright, you go eat, I'm just a bit tired from cooking earlier, let me rest here and enjoy the breeze for a bit."
