In just ten minutes, the meal was ready. As she lifted the pot lid, the aroma of the food wafted into the air.
Qiann Yan thought these cooking utensils were quite decent. When she has money, she'll try buying something newer and more versatile.
She ate from a bowl, taking a bite of the dish. It wasn't bad, the flavor was pretty average, but since she seasoned it herself, she found it suited her taste. Not having to always cook by herself was a nice thing.
Luoo Cheng generally wouldn't come home until it was dark, and it was still noon now. She ate half of the food and planned to eat the rest in the evening.
As for Luoo Cheng?
An adult man can figure out how to feed himself, why would a ten-year-old like her need to bother?
It's shameless for a useless slacker to depend on a child for support!
If he ends up starving to death, it would solve a problem.
