"Yes, sir!" Sun Dafu replied respectfully.
Rustle, rustle, rustle!!!
Just at this moment, a flurry of hurried footsteps approached from the direction of the kitchen.
"What are you guys talking about?" Cheng Tianxue's gentle voice came from behind.
Following closely.
A group of women led by Cheng Tianxue, each holding a dish, walked over.
"Nothing much, just some casual family chitchat," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
He sniffed hard at the aroma wafting from the dishes carried by Cheng Tianxue and the others.
"Hmm! Smells delicious! Who made this? It's so fragrant?" Zhang Xiaohao asked curiously.
"Brother-in-law, take a guess!" Cheng Qingsu playfully blinked and said.
"Do I even need to guess? It must be my Xue'er who made it! Otherwise, who can create such a delicious feast!" Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.
