With the father and son working together, the fish was all cleaned up,
"Mom, your braised fish is delicious, you do it."
Guo Caifeng started making pancakes on another stove.
When Feifei and the others returned, they could already smell the rich aroma.
A few people entered the yard, and at this time Wang Xiaolong also rode his bicycle back.
Shi Jing and Feifei still remembered Wang Xiaolong.
"Uncle."
"Well, well, all grown up now. Quickly, come inside."
They felt a bit embarrassed. With their arrival, the whole family was busy.
Wang Fuqing came out, excitedly looking at Shi Jing and the others.
They used to play together when they were young and still had some impressions.
In Wang Fuqing's mind, Feifei was like a delicate fairy, and now she was even prettier.
"Shi Jing, Feifei."
"Big brother." Shi Jing laughed and hugged Wang Fuqing.
