Huo Mingshan's gaze turned into a cold blade and instantly slashed towards Huo Feng, saying: "Change the spoon for me. This filling is for Sangzhi, and if you dare sneak another bite, I won't be polite anymore."
"..."
Huo Feng reluctantly changed the spoon and then patiently started making dumplings.
At this moment, the scene of the three-family members gathered around the stove making dumplings was incredibly warm and had a festive New Year atmosphere.
Although Huo Feng and Huo Mingshan were always bickering, the father and son never actually came to blows; it was just a battle of words.
Pu Sangzhi enjoyed watching their verbal sparring; she found it amusing and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
