"How can that be?" Zhao Lanhua quickly shook her head. "Ah Tao, your culinary skills are too good. I can eat until I'm full every day. Look at my waist. Haven't I gained a lot of weight? I can't rest anymore. I think you should be the one who should rest the most!"
"Mother, you're not fat. Your figure is just right, a full figure means you have great blessings!" Ji Zhao smiled sweetly and comforted her gently.
"You're getting sweeter and sweeter!" Zhao Lanhua, who was overjoyed by Ji Zhao's coaxing, tapped the tip of her nose affectionately.
In the end, Ji Zhao left the kitchen obediently.
She thought about it and decided to look for Shen Dashan to ask about the homesteads in the village.
Shen Dashan, who was sharpening scissors in the backyard, was also stunned when he heard Ji Zhao asking about the homestead.
"Why are you asking about this out of the blue?"
