Ye Shui-ink was in a hurry to know that the lampblack machine was used to smoke these fumes. When he saw his brother running in, he quickly picked up the lid of the pot and covered it. "Everything is wrong. I know what to do."

"Are you... sure?" Ye Miaohu looked suspiciously at the smoke gradually being smoked and a strange smell of burning.

Ye Shui-ink patted his chest and repeatedly assured him that it was time to go to the living room again.

Half an hour later, the kitchen door opened and Ye came out and took off his apron. "Let's go out and eat!"

In the evening, the...