He never expected to return home to find a bunch of strangers occupying the spots that used to belong to them, and he was immediately unhappy.
Unable to help himself, he said sarcastically, "Do we have enough bowls and chopsticks at home?"
Lu Youxi raised an eyebrow slightly and slowly stood up, saying, "As long as there is a will, there are surely enough."
It wasn't clear who he was referring to.
Was he implying that as long as they were willing, they could always gather enough bowls and chopsticks?
Or was he mocking Zhang Jialiang and his wife Zhang Jiayu, suggesting that if they really wanted to come back, there would always be enough?
For a moment, neither Zhang Jialiang nor his wife Zhang Jiayu could understand the meaning behind Lu Youxi's words, and they were very frustrated.
"Auntie, I'll go get some," Lu Youxi said to the Village Chief's Wife.
But the Village Chief's Wife still went to the kitchen with Lu Youxi.