Ye Wanying was busy throwing the meat into the pot and didn't have time to respond. But the guy, very arrogantly, said loudly, "I know, I know, it's Huohuo."

"Idiot, it's hot pot!"

When Tuanzi heard her mother's correction, she didn't seem embarrassed at all and said again, "Daddy, it's hot pot."

Pfft, they even repeated the last "la".

hot pot?

Gao Dan racked his brains but couldn't recall the word. He instantly realized that it was his wife who had come up with it again.

I wasn't too surprised; I'm used to it anyway.

After changing his shoes, taking off his coat, and quickly washing his face, he went to his wife, who was busy running around.

"Do you need my help?"

Ye Wanying shook her head repeatedly: "Really, there's no need. Everything is ready. We just need to wait for it to cook before we can eat. Do you have any dietary restrictions? Like garlic, onions, or celery?"

Gao Dan shook his head and said with a smile, "What can soldiers possibly have to avoid eating? As long as there's food, that's enough."

Ye Wanying had already prepared the seasoning in the bowl. Since the man didn't have any dietary restrictions, she would add a little of everything to make it taste better.

As for the son's, just use some oil sauce.

As for my own, I'll add more chili peppers.

Because her son needed to eat, Ye Wanying cooked a clear broth hot pot today. The meat dishes she had thrown in earlier were almost cooked.

"It's ready to eat, son, come over here quickly."

Sure enough, as soon as she heard the word "eat," Tuanzi immediately abandoned her toys and rushed over like a cannonball, shouting, "Eat, eat, eat!"

"Slow down, slow down, if this pot is spilled, there will be nothing to eat."

Upon hearing Ye Wanying's words, Tuanzi immediately stopped the car: "Mommy, the car has stopped."

"Pfft, are you a car?" Ye Wanying was amused by her son again. She really didn't know what was wrong with her son. He always said things that made people laugh.

Tuanzi chuckled, seemingly a little embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, sit down. Tell Mom what you want to eat, and Mom will get you more, okay?"

"Mmm-hmm."

By this time, Tuanzi had already sat down obediently.

Commander Gao sat down in his usual seat. Ye Wanying first ladled half a spoonful of the broth into the bowls that the father and son had prepared, then addressed the man:

"Try it and add more if it's not enough."

The man did as he was told, picked up a piece of fatty beef, dipped it in the sauce, and then chewed it: "Could I have some more chili sauce?"

"certainly."

Surprisingly, she likes spicy food just like me.

After adding some chili to the man's food, she put a meatball, a sausage, and some vegetables on her son's plate: "Eat first, and Mom will make you more after you finish."

Anyway, Tuanzi just waits to be fed, his mouth is full of food. While eating, Ye Wanying has to wipe her son's greasy mouth from time to time.

"You'll be very busy from now on."

Halfway through the meal, the man suddenly spoke, leaving Ye Wanying somewhat bewildered: "Huh? What do you mean?" What are you so busy with?

"Well, the aroma of your hotpot has already filled the entire residential compound. Do you think they won't come looking for you and ask about it?"

Okay, this is something I didn't think of beforehand.

What should I do? I'm not good at socializing.

But if people come, you can't just kick them out, can you?

"Alright, there's no need to worry about it so much. Anyway, you're going to help Old Xu's family tomorrow, and you'll be busy afterward. They'll forget about it after a while. But in the future, it's best not to be so high-profile."

I'm really worried that without me noticing, my wife will be exposed to outsiders.