Fu Yu was in the kitchen making dishes she had been learning for a long time. She couldn't say she was very skilled, but she was starting to look like a cook.

Li Xuanzu assisted from the side. Fu Yu rarely tried these more complicated dishes. She was either splattered with oil or cooked the dishes too early or too late, causing screams in the kitchen.

"Oh, Grandma, hurry, the water's boiling, bring it to me."

"Wait, wait, wait! I haven't added the oil yet, don't..."

"Wait, why does it taste bland? Huh? Did I forget to add salt?"

This is quite normal for a kitchen novice who hasn't been cooking for very long.

Even if you're not familiar with the procedures, you can still get flustered and overwhelmed.

Fu Yu dared not use her spiritual energy in the confined space of the kitchen; one wrong move and she could blow it up.

Fortunately, Li Xuanzu had familiarized himself with these things beforehand and remembered them clearly, so Fu Yu's cooking was still edible.

Then, Fu Yu, who originally planned to showcase her culinary skills, gradually became an assistant.

As Li Xuanzu worked tirelessly, one delicious and flavorful home-style dish after another was served. Fu Yu didn't even have a chance to help out and could only become a food runner.

As the last dish was finished cooking, there was another knock on the door.

There were many people: Old Huang, a middle-aged couple, an elderly woman over sixty, Huang Yuanqing, and a little girl.

"Oh, Ancestor, you're cooking yourself? I'd love to try it." As soon as Old Huang entered the door, he smelled the aroma, put down the various things he was carrying, and went straight in.

"These two are my son Huang Yingzhe and daughter-in-law Li Yuan, my husband Sun Li, and this is my granddaughter, Huang Sisi," Old Huang introduced the people he brought with him.

Li Xuanzu nodded symbolically and gave Huang Lao a meaningful look.

Old Huang's smile froze on his face, but he quickly recovered, changed his shoes, and walked into the house.

Fortunately, the place was big enough that more than ten people could gather in the living room without feeling crowded.

Huang Sisi is about the same age as Qian Li, only a little over ten years old.

However, the two did not get along very well. Huang Sisi is a child who has been pampered since childhood and probably has never even seen a zombie. She has a liveliness unique to her age and is very active.

However, Qian Li is an introverted person. Whether it is her family environment since childhood or the things she has experienced along the way, it is destined that she and Huang Sisi will never have a common language.

However, Huang Sisi always liked to talk to Qian Li, but what she talked about was nothing more than food, drinks and games. Many of these things, Qian Li had never even heard of, let alone seen.

Ouyang Ningxue didn't particularly like children, but she felt some sympathy for Qian Li, who had a tragic background. In addition, the two had similar personalities, so they got along well.

On the contrary, Fu Yu, Xie Ke'er and Shen Han were very fond of Huang Sisi.

Women may have a peculiar love for children, especially women who have never given birth. They may experience what it's like to be a mother while taking care of children.

This fondness is pure; it's simply because the child is cute.

Huang Sisi also liked to hang out with Jia Tai and Leng An. One was honest and kind, and the other was young and handsome with a gentle temperament. Huang Sisi was only ten years old, so naturally she liked them.

Which little girl hasn't fantasized about having a tall, handsome, and kind older brother?

Huang Yuanqing was just her cousin, and they didn't have much contact.

Huang Sisi's father, who was also the younger brother of Huang Yingzhe, Huang Lao's son, died at the beginning of the apocalypse. Huang Lao couldn't bear to see this little girl all alone, so he took her in.

But Huang Sisi dared not approach Li Xuanzu. She didn't know if it was because Old Huang had told her something, or because of the murderous aura she could feel sitting next to Li Xuanzu, or because of Li Xuanzu's unsmiling appearance.

In short, Huang Sisi didn't dare to be naughty when she was with Li Xuanzu.

For this reason, Fu Yu would always pick her up and sit her next to Li Xuanzu, making the little girl feel awkward and unsure whether to sit or run away, trembling with fear, which was extremely comical.

The group chatted casually, sitting around a large table, eating and drinking to their hearts' content, as if trying to release all the pent-up stress from the past six months of apocalyptic life.

When Huang Lao came, he also brought wine, that kind of high-proof liquor. Apart from Li Xuanzu, everyone else was drinking it.

Li Xuanzu didn't eat much, because he didn't need to. He just stuffed a little food into his mouth randomly, simply to add some atmosphere.

He stopped eating and drank the rice wine brewed by Fu Yu by himself, sometimes clinking glasses with Fu Yu who was sitting next to him.

Even Big Black, who doesn't usually talk much, can temporarily materialize and taste the human food and wine it has been longing for.

"Brother Li, can I try some rice wine? The white wine is too spicy, I can't get used to it." Apart from Huang Sisi, no one was surprised by the black figure that appeared out of nowhere. They continued eating and drinking as usual.

Li Xuanzu glanced at it, filled an empty bowl with rice wine, and handed it over.

"It smells good, but it's a pity I don't really feel anything." Dahei said honestly that the homemade rice wine couldn't be made too strong.

"Get out of here, you don't know anything, go eat your food." Although the alcohol content wasn't high, Li Xuanzu was a little drunk and started talking more.

Big Black grumbled and drifted away.