Huayu: Starting from retirement, sweeping across the domestic entertainment industry

As the sun set, it bathed the entire Room 8 in a warm, orange-red hue.

Meng Ziyi stood in the courtyard, watching the three people walk in from the gate, her brows slowly furrowing into a knot.

Guo Qilin led the way, swaggering inside, followed by Wang Sulong and Li Xueqin.

"What are you three doing here?" Meng Ziyi put her hands on her hips, trying to project some authority as the host.

Guo Qilin didn't even lift an eyelid, walking straight past her: "Eating! What else could you be doing?"

When Wang Sulong passed by Meng Ziyi, he stopped and greeted her with a smile: "Hello, Sister Meng."

Li Xueqin waved and said, "Hello, Sister Meng."

Then the two followed Guo Qilin closely and went into the house without looking back.

Meng Ziyi looked at the three people's backs, opened her mouth, then closed it again.

Whose house is this?

Inside the house, Li Xueqin took a deep breath as soon as she entered, her eyes instantly lighting up: "Wow, I can smell the braised pork! It smells amazing!"

In the kitchen, Li Ran was busy at the stove, while Hu Lianxin stood beside him, helping him.

Guo Qilin peered into the kitchen, his nose twitching, and asked, "Xiao Ranzi, when is dinner served?"

Li Ran glanced back at him, then saw Wang Sulong and Li Xueqin following behind him, and couldn't help but laugh: "Not content with just one free meal at noon, you brought two more people over for dinner?"

Wang Sulong immediately chimed in, clutching his chest and feigning injury: "What, aren't you welcoming your brother? Your brother canceled other dinner engagements to come here specifically."

Zhou Ye was nestled on the sofa with Ta Xue in his arms. Hearing this, he pouted and looked down at the Schnauzer in his arms, saying, "Of course he's not welcome. Ta Xue, bite him."

Ta Xue barked twice in response, "Woof! Woof!" while wagging its tail happily.

Amused, Wang Sulong crouched down in front of the sofa and reached out to pat Ta Xue's head: "Hey, this little thing is quite fun!"

Meng Ziyi quickly spoke up to remind it, "It doesn't allow you to touch it casually. I've tried several times..."

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Wang Sulong's hand already on Taxue's head.

Instead of dodging, Ta Xue squinted her eyes, snuggled comfortably into his palm, and wagged her little tail even more enthusiastically.

Wang Sulong looked up at Meng Ziyi, his face innocent: "Isn't it being quite well-behaved? Why won't it let me touch it?"

Meng Ziyi stood there stunned, her face showing an expression as if she had swallowed a live frog.

Zhou Ye burst out laughing, his shoulders shaking with laughter, and explained with a smile, "Ta Xue... won't let Sister Meng touch it."

Guo Qilin also came over to watch the commotion, clicking his tongue in amazement: "Wow, this dog is being discriminated against?"

Meng Ziyi looked unconvinced and reached out to touch Ta Xue again.

Ta Xue glanced at her, turned her head, and buried herself directly in Zhou Ye's arms, leaving Meng Ziyi with only her proud back of her head.

Meng Ziyi's hand hung in mid-air, unsure whether to pull it back or extend it.

Ta Xue nestled in Zhou Ye's arms, her round eyes looking innocently at everyone, completely bewildered as to why she had become the center of attention.

Wang Sulong squatted there, still trying to get closer to Taxue: "Little one, aren't we destined to be together? How about you hang out with Brother Long from now on?"

Ta Xue glanced at him and yawned.

Wang Sulong: "..."

Li Xueqin: "Hahahaha!"

Meng Ziyi stood aside, watching Ta Xue suddenly become indifferent to Wang Sulong again, and her mood suddenly improved a little.

As night fell completely, warm yellow lights illuminated the courtyard of Room 8.

The place was bustling with activity, both inside and out.

Guo Qilin, Wang Sulong, Li Xueqin, plus Li Ran, Zhou Ye, Hu Lianxin, Meng Ziyi, Zhang Han, Lai Guanlin, who originally lived in Room 8...

Nine people filled the small living room of room number eight to the brim.

Meng Ziyi stood at the door and counted, then muttered to herself, "There are only a dozen or so people in Peach Blossom Village? More than half of them are staying here tonight."

Guo Qilin had already nestled into the sofa as if they were old friends, crossing his legs: "That just means your Room 8 is popular."

Wang Sulong's gaze fell on the direction of the kitchen: "Whether it's popular or not is another matter, but the food smells really good."

In the kitchen, Li Ran was busy at the stove.

He had only planned to cook the leftovers from lunch, but now that there were three more mouths to feed, he had to add a few more dishes.

"Sister Meng, make way." Hu Lianxin, carrying a plate of food, passed by her and squeezed her aside.

"Sister Meng, make way." Zhou Ye also passed by her with a plate of food and squeezed her to the other side.

Meng Ziyi stood there, feeling like a superfluous door god.

Dishes were served one after another.

The braised pork belly is a bright red color, with alternating layers of fat and lean meat, piled high on the plate, and the sauce is so thick that it clings to the chopsticks.

The stuffed bell peppers were neatly arranged in a circle, the skin of the peppers slightly wrinkled from being pan-fried, revealing the meat filling inside.