A two-story house.
Two people stood at the door, eagerly waiting.
When Chen Balang jumped off the excavator, his mother walked over with a joyful expression.
"Balang, come here, let Mom see if you've lost weight?" Taking Chen Balang's hand, his mother looked him up and down.
"Mom, it's not that bad. I ate every meal in Jiangzhou without fail, the food was excellent!"
Of course, thanks to the powerful effects of the Lanxiang School recipes, Liu Wenqing had already won over Balang's stomach. Now, even the food in those five-star hotels tasted like chaff to Balang. With a personal assistant to arrange his meals, Balang's three meals a day were extremely punctual.
"Ahem, you're back?"
Chen's father coughed twice, his face stern.
"Dad, I'm back!" Chen Balang scratched his head and said
