"Braised pork! Sweet and sour fish, and mom's minced eggplant!" He's been craving these dishes lately, just waiting to come back for his mom's cooking.
"Alright! I'll satisfy you!"
In the kitchen, An Hao was chopping vegetables while quietly wiping her tears. Seeing Ning Chenyang looking as dehydrated as dried vegetables, her heart as a mother was deeply affected.
Who knows how much hardship he must endure in the military!
Qin Jian is truly heartless!
He's not even six years old!
"Wife, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Qin Jian walked into the kitchen, immediately noticing An Hao's tearful face, knowing she was distressed over their son.
He chuckled, stepped forward to gently hug An Hao's waist from behind, his towering physique encompassing her petite frame within his embrace.
"Don't touch me!" An Hao pouted, struggling free, only to be held tighter by Qin Jian's strong, steel-like arms.
