An Hao knew exactly the situation in He Fusheng's house. Being neighbors for so many years, every time she came over, she would observe what was going on in other people's homes.
Especially after He Fusheng developed a relationship with Qin Jian's family, the endless supply of food and supplies being sent over made her eyes all but grow hooks, wishing she could hook everything into her own house.
So, since then, her visits to the house increased.
Liu Qiaoqiao went straight to the kitchen. They had just finished their meal, and the pots and pans had just been cleaned up. There was definitely some leftover food from lunch.
When she came over earlier, she saw that great big iron pot in the yard, bubbling away. That pot was full of ribs and meat, and the aroma was so enticing it could make a person swoon.
That was a big full pot, and they definitely couldn't finish it. She could definitely take some away.
