After putting on the lids, Stanley Batton carefully placed the clay pots on the stove and started on the fire...

His method of making clay pot rice was different from other people.

However, his was the version Xyla Quest liked the most...

Stanley didn't laze around while the rice was being cooked.

Instead, he cleaned some of Xyla's favorite ingredients and made a few dishes, including braised lobsters, steamed fish, and oyster soup with tofu.

By the time he was done making these dishes, the rice was just about done.

Most of the water in the pot had nearly dried up.

Stanly slowly lifted both lids and added a sunny side-up egg into each of them, as well as some broccoli.

Finally, he drizzled some of his homemade sauce into the clay pots before putting on the lids.

The strong aroma filled the kitchen.

The finished dishes were placed on the right side of the stove. They looked and smelled appetizing.

At this moment, Stanley looked less like his usual dominant self when he was at work.

Instead, he gave off the vibe of a family man who helped around the house.

In the master bedroom, Xyla slowly opened her eyes.

Having taken a long nap, she felt much more relaxed.

also surprisingly cleared

she found herself in

immediately switched on the light

eight o'clock in the

was

northerly winds continued to

sounded as if it would tear the

heavy snowfall

seemed white and extremely

and tidied up her slightly messy

got up and went

as she reached the living room, she

have much of an appetite,

little hungry

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the

aroma into the

then, Stanley's clay pot

thick, black insulated gloves

open, the rich

right. They were

sprinkling some black

seeds

the food into the

cayne eggs, Stanley

dining room.

Xyla standing there, his facial

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