C189 Pighooves Hate Wang Liang's Broken Leg
By the time Pang Xia arrived home, it was already almost six. Mr and Mrs Pang arrived a step earlier than him and smelled the familiar fragrance of food the moment they returned.
"Ugh …" Is my dad making braised pig's feet? "
Pang Xia pushed open the window in the kitchen and walked in with a smile.
Mr Pang took the pot and started cooking. The pot of meat and vegetables were extremely busy
