"OK, let's do braised cabbage." Mrs. He felt somewhat embarrassed about her misunderstanding with Zhuang Yonghe earlier, so naturally, she decided to cook according to his preference this time.
"Let me help you kindle the fire." Zhuang Yonghe also got up, helping Mrs. He raise the curtain.
"You have been busy all morning, take a break. I will call you when the meal is ready." Mrs. He tried to stop him.
"Whether I'm warming myself here or in the kitchen, it doesn't make any difference." Zhuang Yonghe headed towards the kitchen. "And by the way, you didn't finish your sentence earlier. You mentioned that there was something you wanted to discuss, but I didn't understand..."
