No More detergent

Xiaoguo was in no hurry to wash the receptacles. In any case, she didn't have to prepare and make the potato starch noodles anymore. She had plenty of time on her hands. After dinner last night, she taught Zhuang Zhuang some new words. She had promised that she would come back to check on him today. Xiaoguo sat beside Zhuang Zhuang and recited while he wrote down the words silently. Worried that Zhuang Zhuang would forget the words he had learnt previously, Xiaoguo would bring up those words while teaching Zhuang Zhuang the new words.

Zhuang Zhuang didn't disappoint Xiaoguo. He still managed to get everything right. Xiaoguo rewarded him with a kiss. Zhuang Zhuang was delighted. She promised to give him a reward the next time. Feeling amused, Xiaoguo gave him a pat and asked him to put away his books. She then proceeded to the kitchen to cook. There was already white smoke billowing from the chimneys of the neighboring houses.