At the front door.
As soon as Chen Xuan opened the door, he noticed a familiar suitcase in the living room.
After a brief moment of confusion, he realized that today was July 9th, the day his older brother Baichuan came home for summer vacation.
"You're back?"
Perhaps hearing the door open, Bai Chuan, who was holding chopsticks and a bowl, peeked out from the kitchen and cheerfully greeted, "I just stewed half a Vegetable Pig; the trotters are very tender, come and serve some quickly."
As he spoke, a caramel-colored, unidentifiable piece of food was lifted from the bowl and placed into his sharp shark teeth.
With just a gentle bite and a suck, the tender and soft stewed meat easily detached from the bone and slid down the throat, causing the Adam's apple to move slightly.
"Gulp~"
Chen Xuan unconsciously swallowed his saliva.
He wasn't craving; he was grieving.
Although his brother mentioned a Vegetable Pig, there isn't actually a species called Vegetable Pig.
