C16 She Had a Private Meeting with Hong Fang

"What are you blindly biting about? You don't even know your own family?" With a creaking sound, the door to the west room opened and Hongfaang walked out, her clothes draped over her shoulders. "If it weren't for the fact that Mom and Dad are already asleep, you'd be kicked again."

She looked around as she walked toward the toilet in the yard.

Zhao Ziloong was happy to hear this. Hongfaang was trying to pass on a message to him. Although she seemed to be scolding Big Yellow, in reality, she was telling herself that her parents had already gone to sleep.

Hongfaang looked for a long time, but didn't see anyone. She walked towards the toilet with a sense of loss. When Zhao Ziloong saw this, he tiptoed to the side of the wall, stepped on the foundation of the wall, and climbed onto the top of the wall.

He wanted to tease her, so he picked up a small stone and gently threw it in.

"Hey, is that you?" Hongfaang blinked and asked softly.

Zhao Ziloong squinted his eyes and made a face at her.

Seeing that he had arrived as promised, Hongfaang couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

Hongfaang led Zhao Ziloong into the house.

The room was neatly cleaned. Hongfaang's seven-month-old child was sleeping quietly on the bed with a set of diapers and a set of tools to feed the baby.

Hongfaang closed the door and rushed over to hug Zhao Ziloong. Zhao Ziloong was full of vigor, so how could he bear such provocation? After the two of them exchanged blows for a while, they saw Hongfaang's body quickly tighten. She could not help but let out a scream. The child, however, was frightened awake and let out an ear-piercing cry.

Facing such a change, Zhao Ziloong was so scared that he stopped moving and didn't dare to move.

"Oh, oh, good baby, don't cry!"

Hongfaang finally recovered from her excitement after a long time. She bent down and hugged the child, coaxing him softly. Seeing that she could not stop crying, she began to feed the baby.

At this moment, the door to the east room rang. Hongfaang's mother walked to the window with her shoes on and asked her softly, "Hongfaang, why is the child crying? Is it cold?"

Zhao Ziloong was shocked by the sound and was about to jump off the bed. Hongfaang, who was standing by his side, grabbed him and shook her head lightly.

"It's fine, I'm probably hungry. Just feed it and it'll be fine."

Hongfaang was holding him, babbling to him and talking leisurely.

"Un, let's feed him and go to bed early."

"No," her mother said, and went back to bed in her shoes.

With this experience, Zhao Ziloong felt that his life had become wonderful. This was the life of a god.

Over the next few days, Zhao Ziloong continued to learn to cook with ease. Not only did he earnestly study the homemade cooking manual, he also improved his culinary skills by interacting with his beautiful sister-in-law and personally practicing with her.

With the assistance of his amazing memory and great adaptability, his culinary skills had improved by leaps and bounds.

Over the course of a week, Zhao Ziloong actually managed to grasp a fair share of the customers' orders.

There was one more thing to be happy about, and that was that the village committee had finally recruited their father to do odd jobs. Zhao Laicai was very satisfied with the 30 yuan that was earned after posting the slogan for a while.

The Village Head's attitude towards Zhao Laicai had also greatly improved. Not only did he secretly give him a box of good cigarettes, he also secretly told him that he would find him for more odd jobs in the future.

Zhao Ziloong understood that the village chief was going to do as he was told.

When he thought about how he could make the village chief do something for him while he was cooking, he could not help but feel secretly proud of himself.