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Looking at the oil green rape with water droplets on it, which looked like a bamboo shoot in a light green coat, Qimu smiled faintly. If one had good luck, it would be really "if one wanted to doze off, someone would send him a pillow".

The rapeseed had been sent by Aunt Lin's daughter, who grew it in a small vegetable garden she had opened up. The bamboo shoots had been sent by Aunt Wang, who had been specially dug up this morning by her son, Ergou.

Qimu had actually never thought of asking them to return the gift after giving them the meat and the candied fruits, because she felt that her own family owed them a favor, and that was only natural. However, since Qimu had sincerely offered it to them, if she refused, then it would seem that she was being too polite and distant.

Qimu took out a piece of chicken, washed it clean, sliced it into pieces and put it in a bowl. She added some leftover wine from the cheap old man, stirred it evenly with chopsticks, and then put it aside for marinating.

After scooping up a few spoonfuls of water from the water jar and putting them into the big pot, Qimu squatted down and used the fire piston with great difficulty to take out the fire. The fire piston blew on her face until it hurt, and Qimu sighed in her heart: It really isn't easy to take out the fire.

The truth is, you have to hold back your strength and blow the flame piston to the end with a short, forceful blow that has a direction and skill. Not only that, you have to smile faintly and prepare for the next time.

After standing up, Qimu lightly patted her pitiful cheeks, curled the corner of her lips, and moved her face.

Then, he began to wash the spinach, cut it into small pieces, and put it aside. After the water in the big pot boiled, he would add a few drops of oil and a bit of salt to boil it.

"..."

"My daughter's cooking skills are quite good. The food looks good, and it smells good. I don't need to eat it to know that it's definitely delicious!"

"My daughter's hand is such a coincidence!"

Ye Dazhuang glanced at the dishes that Qimu had just made. In this barren mountain, they could be considered a table full of dishes. There were green spinach and roast meat, golden oil and braised bamboo shoots, floating egg-flower soup, and bowls of rice. He grinned widely and praised in satisfaction.

Qimu stood at the side and smiled, the corners of her eyes were gently moving, and even the scar on her face didn't seem so scary anymore. There was a trace of Yang Lili's gentleness in her expression, she reached out to grab the table, and Yangyang, whose eyes were shining, let him sit beside her.

"Alright, alright, all day long, you keep talking about us Mu, are you afraid that anyone will not know that she is your daughter? "Mu, you've worked hard to cook. Why don't you cook and eat it? It won't be too late to praise it after you've eaten."

Yang Lili carried Xiao Ran and also sat down. Looking at Ye Dazhuang's extremely pleased expression, she teased him with a smile.

Seeing that he was the only one left in the room, Ye Dazhuang quickly sat down and scooped up a spoonful of rice. He was about to start eating when he was stopped by Qimu.

"Dad, first, drink the soup, warm your body, and then you can start eating."

Without asking why, Ye Dazhuang put down the bowl of rice and picked up the bowl of soup. He took a sip and said to Qimu with a smile,

"My daughter is the best to me."

He then took a sideway glance at Yang Lili, who was carrying Xiao Ran, and said with a slightly sour tone:

"My wife doesn't care about me."

Qimu burst out laughing when she heard this. She paused for a second to give Yangyang some soup and thought to herself, "This cheap dad is really cute sometimes. He even needs to eat the vinegar of a two or three year old kid."

Yang Lili lightly blew on the soup on her spoon to make sure it was cold before carefully feeding it to Ran. Only then, without panicking, she slowly said:

"Son of a father, the baby is already here. You sure are thick-skinned, you aren't afraid of being laughed at."

"Mother …" I won't laugh at you... Big Sister made it... The food was delicious... Want to eat... "I'm not free."

Yangyang said indistinctly while chewing the food in his mouth with his cheeks puffed up. He looked at Qimu with the same gaze as his father. He was very satisfied, but there was also a trace of pride in his gaze. This was made by his sister.

"I know your sister's food is delicious, so you should eat slower. Stop choking."

Seeing Yangyang's expression, Yang Lili did not continue to joke with Ye Dazhuang. Looking at Yangyang's small face, she asked with some worry.

"I won't."

Yangyang seemed to have swallowed the meal in one breath. He let out a long breath, bent his eyes into crescent moons, and said with a sunny smile.

"That's good. You're the elder brother, so you have to act good for your younger sister. Eat slowly. From now on, when you're at home, your younger sister will take care of it for you, okay?"

"Alright."

"..."

Even though the family's meal was simple, it tasted like 'delicacies from a mountain and sea' as they chatted and laughed. It was easy to obtain delicacies, but it was also extremely valuable to reunite with each other.