"I'm back," Dou Shiliu said calmly.
"Come and eat! Zicheng cooked this. Where are your friends?"
Lin Shu's face was beaming with joy. They were now living in a new house, and He Zicheng told her that her daughter was earning a lot of money, so she could stay at home and enjoy her life.
However, I'm still a little worried. Her daughter is so young, and it must be very hard for her to earn money to support the family...
Zi Qingyan silently followed Dou Shiliu, and Lin Shu warmly invited them into the house.
Zuo Huiye parked the car and followed them.
As soon as I entered the house, I heard He Zicheng's loud and boisterous voice.
"Sister Li, you're back! Have you seen the stir-fried dishes?"
He Zicheng came out excitedly, carrying a half-black, half-green vegetable in his hand.
"Brother He, what are you cooking?" Zuo Huiye asked curiously, then looked at the dish with disdain. "What kind of dish is this? It looks so dark, is it even edible?"
He Zicheng slapped Zuo Huiye on the forehead: "Why can't I eat it? You eat it right now!"
Zuo Huiye refused with a bitter face: "No, no."
He didn't want to die.
However, He Zicheng wouldn't let him off the hook, picking up some food and forcing him to eat it: "Eat!"
Zuo Huiye shook her head: "No, no, no, Brother He."
He Zicheng: "Give me some!"
Watching the two of them pushing and shoving each other, Dou Shiliu uttered two words, "Childish."
I went to the kitchen and found that there were still people there.
She knew it! How could He Zicheng possibly cook? He probably only made the dish that was served.
Dou Shiliu smiled.
When she returned to the living room, she saw her mother asking her questions in a low voice. She walked over nervously.
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