"Pfft~ That's all a lie. Zilong didn't expect you to be so gullible." Zhang Xinxin couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, go wash your hands and get ready for dinner." Bai Rong took out the pot and placed it on the stove in the living room.

The bright red soup base was bubbling, and soon an enticing smell wafted into the air.

"It smells so good~" Sniffing the air, Ruan Zilong ran to the fire without caring about Zhang Xinxin's ridicule.

"Xinxin, pass out the chopsticks and bowls. I'll go call your dad and the others."

After Zhang Sinian and Zhang Weiguo returned from the army, they went into the study and no one knew what they were discussing.

Never came out.

"Okay." Several people got busy.

Those who are preparing the dipping sauce are preparing the dipping sauce, and those who are moving the stools are moving the stools.

The task of distributing bowls and chopsticks fell on Ruan Zilong.

Ma Daha serves the washed meat and vegetables.

It took more than an hour to finish the meal.

The weather is cold, but after eating a hot pot, my stomach feels warm.

Paired with hot sour plum juice, it is refreshing and a perfect match.

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Ten days later...

"There's hot water in the thermos. Go wash up quickly. The rice is warming in the pot."

As soon as the two best friends came downstairs, Bai Rong started greeting them.

He was in a particularly good mood today, for no other reason.

Early in the morning, when she went out to buy groceries, the doorman told her that there was a registered letter for her home.

The Zhang family doesn't have many relatives, and no one usually writes to them.

There is no such thing as a registered letter. Where did it come from?

Later she found out that the admission letters for her two children had arrived.

What made her even more gratified was that they all passed the exam.