He hurriedly set down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up, and walked to the stove. Picking up the ladle, he deftly dished a bowl of porridge for Wang Jianguo. He took care to stir the pot, selecting the softest, most glutinous grains before filling the bowl. Only then did he bring it over, beaming as he said, "Hurry, eat it while it’s hot. You need energy to work."
Seeing this, Hé Yǔshuǐ let go of Wang Jianguo's arm, crossed her arms over her chest, and arched an eyebrow at him, her expression saying, "See? Didn't I tell you?"
In the main room, a warm, cozy atmosphere filled every inch of the dimension. The firewood in the stove continued to crackle, and the porridge in the pot steamed, emitting an alluring aroma. Zhao Shuzhuo, having finished serving the porridge, wiped his hands casually on his apron, pulled up a chair, and sat down. He turned to look at Wang Jianguo with a teasing glint in his eyes and said, "Jianguo, last time we drank together, I saw you knock back several glasses without your face turning red or your heart racing. I honestly thought you were faking that low tolerance of yours."
Chapter 531