I heard the smelly man's cold voice," What are you doing? You' ve been staring blankly at the door for half an hour. You're not coming back for dinner yet!"
I quickly opened my phone that had been forgotten for a long time. It was already pa,six in the afternoon,but it wasn't dinner time. The problem was that I had n' t cooked yet.
He almo,dragged his feet and walked back. Before he even reached the door of the living room,an alluring fragrance assaulted him. I thought it was an illusion. This was the taste of my favorite crisp chicken and four vegetables,crab willow!
Could it be that Mother had returned? I hurriedly ran into the room in two or three steps. The table had already been set wi,bowls and chopsticks,and the four dishes and soup were steaming hot. However,the person who was w
