After school, Jian Ai went straight home. As soon as she entered the yard, the fragrance of food greeted her.
Jian Ai smiled. She knew that Chen Jin was at home today.
She pushed the door open and, as expected, Chen Jin was setting up the bowls and chopsticks at the dining table. When he heard the sound, he couldn't help but turn around.
When he saw it was Jian Ai, Chen Jin chuckled. "You came back at meal time? I just finished cooking. Quickly wash your hands!"
Walking to the table, Jian Ai looked at the eight dishes on the table and was stunned. She came back to her senses and smiled. "Why? What's the special occasion today?"
Usually, when the two of them ate, Chen Jin would prepare four dishes: two hot, one cold, and one soup. Jian Ai thought that there were too many dishes, so she often had to eat leftovers for the second meal.
Today, Chen Jin made eight dishes!
