The two of them ate at a leisurely pace. It was only then that Wen Jiu remembered to ask, "What about your brother? I didn't see him today."
"Him? He’s probably still asleep. You’ll likely see him when we get back," Xiao Jue replied, continuing to fish for duck intestines in the pot. They were crunchy and delicious; even those who were resistant at first always ended up changing their minds.
"I wonder who came up with all these dishes?" Xiao Jue’s question sounded casual, but if one probed further, it would clearly be a fishing expedition.
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