It was another Winter Solstice. At home, Xia Chen was making sweet-and-sour dumplings, his little darling's absolute favorite. He carried the freshly made dumplings over to the dining table and called out loudly toward the living room, "Yaoyao, come quick and eat your dumplings!"
"Ah, you're done already?"
The little one was currently sprawled across the sofa playing a video game. Hearing that the dumplings were ready, she hurriedly poked her little head up and sure enough, she spotted the steaming pan-fried dumplings on the dining table.
Chapter 230