"Uncle Li's mother," said Butong with a slight frown, "Uncle Li is ill. After another day's running in the hospital today, don't let him cook. A good rest is the most important thing. The chef in Xingyue bay can cook well."

"ah, Tongtong, I don't mean that. I don't think we didn't bring anything to your house. I'm sorry. How about I go to the kitchen and cook some dishes for you?"

"you are a guest. How can I let you cook? Please sit down and have a rest."

"that's good. I think it's my own home. You're welcome."

Li looked at his mother happily, without paying attention to her....