"It smells so good, brother-in-law, what are you stewing?"
As Qin Hai poured the snake meat porridge into the thermal container, Xiaoxiao and Mengmeng showed up at the kitchen door.
"Porridge!"
"Can I have a taste?"
"No!"
"Miser!"
...
Not long after, Zeng Rou also returned and, attracted by the aroma, made her way to the kitchen door.
Seeing Qin Hai busy inside, she asked curiously, "What are you stewing that smells so good?"
"I'm not telling you!"
"Hmph!" Zeng Rou, her nose out of joint with annoyance, turned and left.
...
After a while, Lin Qingya also came home and just happened to run into Qin Hai as he was carrying the thermal container out of the kitchen.
"It smells amazing; did you stew something delicious again?" Lin Qingya asked with a smile.
"Sort of, do you want to try some?"
"Can I?" Lin Qingya blinked and inquired.