Quickly wear the Lord God's tender and sweet pet

Ruan Xingmian snorted coldly and turned his head to the other side.

"Dinner is ready, dinner is ready." Su Zhi walked in from outside carrying dishes.

She placed the dishes on the sandalwood table and snapped her fingers.

Then————-four or five maids walked in from outside the door.

They placed the dishes on the sandalwood table one by one and then left one by one.

There were more than a dozen dishes on the sandalwood table, none of them were the same, but basically all of them were the family's favorites.

Su Cibai and Ruan Xingmian looked at the table full of dishes, their pupils shrank, and they looked at the girl in disbelief. Su Nanjia, Su Lefeng and Su Qingwu also looked at her.

"You did all this?" Su Cibai asked in surprise.

"Yeah." Su Zhi shrugged and said casually.

She originally wanted to make a few simple dishes, but later she was afraid that if she made too few, there would not be enough to eat, so she made a few more "simple" dishes.

Su Cibai and Ruan Xingmian looked at each other, feeling a little overwhelmed.

"Then I'll try it." Su Qingwu said. Su Nanjia beside him pulled out the sandalwood chair, and Su Zhi sat down.

"Try it now and give me your opinion," said Su Zhi.

"Okay." Several people responded.

Su Nanjia picked up the spoon and picked up the dish closest to him, which was the milk skewers. It was thick, sour and sweet and very delicious.

"Delicious! As good as the imperial chef in the palace!" Su Nanjia praised.

"Yes, yes." Su Cibai said.

"The food my sister cooks is the best in the world!" said Su Lefeng.

Su Zhi smiled helplessly, "Don't flatter me, if it tastes good, eat more."

"Father, mother, and two brothers, eat more."

"Okay." Several people nodded.

..........

It took them an hour to finish the meal.

"It's getting late, let's go back." Ruan Xingmian said to her.

"Okay, be safe."

After everyone left, Su Zhi asked someone to clear the table. She walked towards the yard and took a few laps to digest the food. Then she slowly lay down on the recliner in the yard and closed her eyes to rest.

It was not until the time was getting later that Xue Li urged her into the room.

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In the blink of an eye, a year has passed. This winter is freezing cold, and the small river in the imperial garden is covered with a thick layer of ice.

The girl, wearing a goose yellow winter coat and a thick cloak, stood in the middle of the pavilion, her eyes fixed on the small river in front of her.

Her brows were drooped, filled with sadness.

"Chong Chong, when do you think A Yu will come back?" Su Zhi asked.

Chong Chong was confused for a moment, and then noticed the paper in Su Zhi's hand. [It should be soon. Didn't the Lord God send you a letter? Take a look.]

"Okay." Su Zhi focused her eyes on the envelope in her hand, and she gently took out the papers inside the envelope.

Her hand paused suddenly, and after a few seconds, she opened the paper tremblingly.

The letter reads as follows:

"I'm fine, don't worry, I'll be back soon."

These nine simple words calmed Su Zhi's uneasy heart.

This was his first letter in more than a year.

She didn't know how he was doing, whether he was in danger, or when he would be back.

All we can do is wait.

Su Zhi's eyes gradually turned red, and tears began to fall from the corners of her eyes.

"I'm finally coming back." She murmured softly.

Chong Chong also saw the content of the letter and couldn't help feeling happy for Su Zhi. It quietly returned to the system space and no longer disturbed her.