It could be considered eight dishes and one soup. Before the soup was served, the dining table was already filled to the brim.
When the children returned home, only the soup was still in the pot.
Li Xu urged the children to wash their hands while Zhang Kun scooped out the soup and placed it on the table.
Among them, Ji Zi'ang was the one who enjoyed eating the most.
After eating more than an hour, Ji Zi'ang's belly was full. Only then did he put down his chopsticks and rubbed his belly with his greasy hands, "Tomorrow, I'm going to tell Qi Huanhuan that my Daddy's cooking is especially delicious. It's definitely better than her mother's cooking."
Li Xu's expression darkened when she saw his actions, "Aren't your hands dirty? And you are wiping them on your clothes?"
