At that thought, Zuo Xiaonian could not help swelling with pride, almost floating on air.
Doggo! You're amazing!
But I'd still better buy some vegetables.
Otherwise, when Dad waits for us to come home for dinner, he might really just be waiting for us to cook it.
This time, Zuo Xiaonian had clearly been unfairly suspicious.
When master and disciple entered the Zuo Family home, Wu Yuting had already prepared a whole table of dishes.
The table was packed full. Besides that, four large pots were cooking on several stoves they had only bought in the last few days.
Two large pots of rice and two large pots of steamed buns.
Steam billowed from them, drawing the eye!
To make sure there would be enough to eat, Wu Yuting had even opened four jars of chili oil and sliced two large plates of pickled vegetables.
The entire Zuo Family was like a little shop specializing in steamed buns, their fragrance filling the air.
Zuo Xiaoduo watched longingly from the side, rubbing his belly now and then as he listened to the "gurgle, gurgle..." coming from within.
The look in his eyes as he watched Wu Yuting bustle about truly resembled that of a starving little dog. His eyes were practically glowing blue, yet he dared not move, waiting for the order to eat.
"Hold on a little longer."
Zuo Changlu comforted his son. "Your Sister Nian Nian said she was bringing her master over for dinner. You can't eat yet. Once you start, there won't be much left on this table. How would we entertain our guest then? We'd look terribly rude."
Zuo Xiaoduo looked pitiful. "Could I just have a few plain buns to line my stomach first? My belly's so empty my heart's fluttering. From hunger."
"Ah..."