Yun Xiaoxiao glanced at him, "No need to go through all that trouble."
As young people, there's always a couple of days every month when you crave hot pot or barbecue.
"I'll take care of it, let's head back and get it started."
Once home, Zhao Tianlei immediately got busy.
Bamboo skewers, potatoes, he started roasting sweet potatoes right away.
Seeing him fumble around a bit, this kindness was truly touching.
As for the taste, that kindness was all that mattered.
"Wife, try this and see how it tastes."
Yun Xiaoxiao knew him, this was the best looking one he'd grilled.
"Mmm."
Da Bao and Xiao Bao stood at a distance, they had tasted it before, it was not good, and they had no idea how their mom could eat it.
"It's getting late, shouldn't we be heading over?"
Thinking of the fact that tonight was Chinese New Year's Eve, Yun Xiaoxiao brought out two cans of fruit.
"Keep these for yourselves."
