Xia Yuxun laid on the table, pinched a piece of braised pork, and stuffed it into her mouth. After chewing, her eyes lit up, "Wow, senior's cooking is not bad at all! This flavor, it couldn't be achieved without three years of hard work!"
"Of course," Ou Mingxuan said with a proud face as he brought in a soup.
"What about the sweet and sour ribs?" Xia Yuxun raised an eyebrow, calling him out.
"Daddy, where are the sweet and sour ribs?" Nannan asked anxiously, her favorite sweet and sour ribs.
"Uh, sorry, Nannan, blame it on your Aunt Xia, the sweet and sour ribs unfortunately fell in battle. Daddy will make them for you next time," Ou Mingxuan said apologetically, trying to soothe his daughter.
"Blaming me for liking gossip..." Xia Yuxun muttered.
Ou Mingxuan's forehead vein throbbed, "Xia Yuxun! Do you really want to gnaw on tree bark? Can't you stop opposing me?"
