The other end is almost cooked.
A strong smell of chicken wafted out of the pot.
"Daqiang, you and Lou Xiao'e are very tired these days. Just bring this bowl of soup to the kitchen and you can drink it."
"Dad, Mom, please eat more, and tell me if you run out."
Xu Daqiang gave him two bowls of chicken soup, and then he took out ten yuan from them.
"Daqiang, what are you doing?"
