After that meal of dumplings, the three Qin siblings... including Rong Yan, all felt a bit too full.
The Qin siblings felt an unprecedented sense of happiness.
At last, the task of washing dishes fell upon Qin Mei.
It should be said that Qin Mei snatched the duty for herself.
Rong Yan didn't fight her for it.
The main reason was, she didn't like doing dishes.
Cooking was her limit.
After all, she didn't enjoy such household chores in modern times, either.
Of course, not enjoying it didn't mean she couldn't do it.
With her sharp mind and extraordinary memory, she could accurately measure the ingredients for any recipe she had seen... there was no way it would be so bad as to become a culinary disaster.
Rong Yan didn't want to sleep so early, so she turned her gaze to Qin Yu.
"How many years have you studied?"
Qin Yu: …
At such a blissful moment, could we not bring up such a mood-killer?
Reluctantly, he answered, "Half a year."
Rong Yan: …
