"That's right!"
After Yue Er finished reciting her lessons, Zhao Junyao praised her actively.
The little girl was so happy that she wouldn't let go of her father's neck.
"Father loves me the most!"
Xia Ruqing sighed softly from the side.
"Do I not love you?"
Yue Er blinked her eyes.
"Mother also loves me!"
"That's more like it!" Xia Ruqing was satisfied.
Someone secretly wiped their sweat:
Both father and mother need to be appeased, it's exhausting for the baby!
Dinner was served.
At the end of spring and beginning of summer, when the spring cold is harsh, it's a time of scarcity.
The meals at Xia Ruqing's place were as usual quite simple.
A dish of wild greens, Eight Treasure Duck, Mandarin Fish soup, and Spicy Chicken.
The rest of the cold dishes were simple dishes from Chef Jiang's hometown.
The preparation was not difficult but they were delicious, Xia Ruqing was very fond of them.
