The night was falling, the last hint of sunlight quietly disappearing below the horizon.
In the kitchen, the light softly illuminated every corner.
Wearing a white apron, Huang Jun was standing in front of the stove, busy preparing tonight's dinner.
Considering that the two little ones at home don't eat much, he hadn't prepared many dishes but had selected three dishes and one soup—stir-fried cabbage, minced meat egg custard, braised pig trotters, and tomato fish fillet soup.
The wok on the stove was preheated, and Huang Jun poured in an appropriate amount of cooking oil. When the oil surface started to ripple slightly, he quickly added the cleaned and chopped cabbage to the wok.
Instantly.
A crisp "sizzling" sound came from the pot as the cabbage rolled in the hot oil, its color gradually changing from a deep green to a bright emerald.
