Luo Qianqian was momentarily speechless: "How long have we been at the college? What are you worried about? Wouldn't it be about the holiday season anyway? And it also depends on Brother Jiayou and her, right? Who knows what their situation is? Who knows what their situation will be then?"
He Wenyu couldn't help but nod, that's true, this kind of thing can't be rushed now, can it?
Picking up a chicken wing, Luo Qianqian raised an eyebrow: "This wasn't made by Fourth Brother, was it? This should be my mom's doing." The flavor was very familiar, not spicy, and it didn't use the usual marinating spices, so it was obvious who made it.
"Auntie seems to have marinated it in advance," Mo couldn't help but be amazed from the side, so even this could be tasted? Truly worthy of being mother and daughter!
But as for what his own mother was good at, he really didn't know, because... in their eyes, strength and power were more important than family bonds.
