Gu Zi calmly withdrew her gaze, saying, "It's a big stew, made with the cured ribs that Li Zhu's mother gave us a few days ago, along with our home's pork belly, green beans, and potatoes. It's incredibly fragrant!"
Satisfied, Su Shen reached out to gently tousle her hair, his voice laced with affection, "Do you always find new ways to cook every day? Isn't it tiring?"
He reflected on the dishes she had made, each one unique and rarely repeated. He wondered what other novel and delicious recipes were hidden in her clever mind.
Gu Zi shook her head, "It's not tiring. Su Bing always helps me. Besides, when he's at home, he always looks after Lele. Su Li too, often plays with Lele, and you've been spending a lot of time with Lele too, haven't you? If I were to say that I'm tired from cooking under these circumstances, that would be unjustified."
