No matter what the process was like, Shen Chaoxi was in a good mood that day after successfully getting her off-campus permit.
At five-thirty in the afternoon, she returned to the Yao Family's home.
Unexpectedly, Yao Dima was also home.
As soon as Shen Chaoxi stepped through the door, she smelled the sweet and sour pork ribs.
Usually when this dish was cooked, there was something good happening in the house, and her mood also brightened.
Today, Yao Yuan had the day off, Zheng Juanjuan had not yet gone to work, and Yao Dima was also taking a rare break.
"Xixi's back?" Zheng Juanjuan came out with a dish of Mapo tofu, the spicy aroma wafting over.
"Yeah," Shen Chaoxi responded, changed her shoes, and went to wash her hands in the bathroom before going to the kitchen to help.
"Oh! No need for you to help, the food's almost ready!" Zheng Juanjuan stopped Shen Chaoxi outside the kitchen, handing her a pair of chopsticks, "Just set the table and we'll be ready to eat!"