Twenty minutes later, Han Qiwu finished grilling all the meat and sat down merrily, enjoying his grilled cod and barbecued meat while sipping a drink.
"Qingying, how's work lately?" Tang Jing asked casually, his mouth greasy as he spoke, not forgetting to grab another skewer of grilled pork belly to continue eating.
After all these years of traveling across the country, he had never tasted such delicious barbecue.
No wonder Qingying ended up like this.
Anyone would succumb to this.
"It was okay before; the last couple of weeks have been pretty hectic." Tang Qingying, also full to the brim, was leisurely nibbling on a grilled yellow croaker.
Hearing this, Tang Jing's expression grew slightly serious. He glanced at his phone, then sat up straight and asked, "Is it Third Uncle bringing you along?"
Tang Qingying nodded.
"Looks like Third Uncle's feeling the pressure too," Tang Jing sighed. "It's okay. Busy times will pass, things will smooth out later."
