C51 He seemed to have lost weight

In the kitchen of Jiang Weimin's house, a burst of fragrance drifted out.

After finishing the pig grass, the smile on Jiang Weimin's face continued to deepen as he smelled the fragrance of the flower.

When he reached the courtyard, he stopped smiling.

He coughed softly. "Can I come in now?"

He was asking for Zhao Xiangyun's opinion.

Inside the house, when Zhao Xiangyun heard the sound