A lamp was lit in the room, and Hongmei came over.

He held a bowl in his hand.

"Are you awake? When you wake up, sit up and eat your dinner!" Hongmei said.

Dabai got out of bed and came to the table. Hongmei brought three small bowls of vegetables and two bowls of white rice.

A bowl of beef brisket stewed with potatoes, a bowl of soft and rotten pig's trotters, and a bowl of green cabbage hearts.

"Is this dish cooked by Lao Hong? It looks good. It's spicy and spicy, making you very appetizing!"

After Dabai took in all the three bowls of food in front of him, his eyes lit up and he saw hope again.

Hongmei curled her lips, "What, I burned this!"

"What? Did you cook it? Your cooking skills are really improving day by day!" Dabai said.

Hongmei smiled: "It's specially cooked for you. I know you like this taste."

Dabai put a little bit into each dish to taste, and gave the red plum a thumbs up again.

"Why don't you be the chef? Hey, no, no, you're already three months pregnant, you can't be bothered!"

Dabai quickly gave up this idea.

Hongmei picked up her chopsticks and ate with him.

Dabai glanced at the hourglass on the table again and said, "Why is the hall down there so quiet at this hour?"

Hongmei shook her head: "It's been like this these past few days. There's not much business at night. At night, only three or five customers came over and ordered a few bowls of noodles. Later, I didn't look like there was business, so I asked them to close early.

Well, you don’t have to wait too long to light the lamp and waste wax!”

Dabai sighed secretly.

When business was booming a while ago, how could you care about those waxes?

This is really a sad story!

"Let's close when it's closed. Let's eat. Eat first. After you finish eating, I'll show you something!" Dabai said.

"What is it? Show it to me now, can't you?" Hongmei said.
Chapter completed!