Wang Meng laughed and responded, "What else did Mom make? I'll help carry the dishes."
"There are big chunks of braised pork leg, you can carry them."
Su Zixuan gave him a knowing look, smiled, and stepped through the doorway into the living room.
"Alright!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Meng happily dashed into the kitchen.
Li Xiu'e had stewed a large pot of braised meat and bones. Seeing him enter, she scooped it directly into a basin and told him to take it away.
Wang Meng was strong and carried the full basin of meat and bones effortlessly. He strode into the living room cheerfully, moving quite fast.
"Wow, straight to the basin."
Jifeng and Jiyu entered the living room together and patted Wang Meng's sturdy shoulder, teasing with a smile, "Tonight, Mengzi can eat to his heart's content."
"Hehe, Brother Da Zhuang, Brother Er Zhuang, have a seat."
Wang Meng laughed and pulled out chairs to let the two martial arts masters of the Imperial Guards sit down.
