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Looking at the oil green rape with water droplets on the stove and the bamboo shoots in the light green coat, Qi Mu smiled faintly. If one's luck was good, it was 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.

But back then, when Qi Mu had given them meat and candied fruits, he hadn't actually thought of letting them return the gift, because she felt that her own family owed them a favor, and that was natural, but since they had sincerely delivered it to her, if she rejected it, it would seem that she was being too polite and distant. They were all from the same village.

Qi Mu took out a piece of chicken, washed it clean, sliced it into pieces, and placed it in a bowl. He added some leftover wine to his father's cup, stirred it evenly with his chopsticks, and then put it aside to marinate.

He scooped up a few spoonfuls of water from the water jar, placed them in the big pot, then squatted down again, and after much difficulty, he used the fire piston to blow on her face, causing it to feel sore. Qi Mu sighed in his heart, The task of getting a fire really isn't easy.

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, Qi Mu lightly patted his pitiful cheeks, curled the corner of his lips, and moved his 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 swept his eyes over the table that Qi Mu had just made, and in the barren mountain, it could be considered a table full of dishes. There was green spinach and roast meat, golden oil and stewed bamboo shoots, floating egg soup, and a bowl of rice that was already filled to the brim.

Qi Mu stood at the side with a light smile, the corners of her eyes were gently moving, and even the scar on her face didn't seem so scary anymore. Her expression was somewhat like Yang Lili's gentle appearance as she reached out to grab the table, and the light in her eyes shone as she let him sit beside her.

"Alright, alright. All day long, you keep saying our Mu Er. Are you afraid that no one will not know that she is your daughter?" "Mu Er, you've worked hard. Why don't you hurry and cook? It won't be too late to praise it after you've eaten."

Yang Lili sat down with Xiaolan in her arms. Looking at Ye Dazhuang's proud look, she laughed and teased him.

Ye Dazhuang saw that he was the only one left in the room, so he quickly sat down and scooped up a spoonful of rice and was about to start eating when he was stopped by Qi Mu. Qi Mu moved half of the bowl of soup in front of him and said softly:

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

Ye Dazhuang did not ask why. He put down the spoon of rice, picked up the bowl of soup, took a sip and said to Qi Mu with a smile:

"My daughter is the best to me."

He then looked sideways at Yang Lili, who was holding Xiao Ran in her arms, and said with a slightly sour tone:

"My wife doesn't care about me."

Hearing this, Qi Mu burst out in laughter. He paused for a moment before filling Yang Yang's bowl with soup, thinking: This cheap dad is really cute sometimes, to the point where he even has to eat the vinegar of a two or three year old brat.

Yang Lili lightly blew on the soup on her spoon. After confirming that it was cold, she carefully fed it to Ran Ran. Only then did she not panic and slowly say:

"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."

Yang Yang's cheeks puffed up as he chewed the food in his mouth. He spoke indistinctly, looking at Qi Mu 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 elder sister.

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

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

"I won't."

Yang Yang seemed to swallow his meal in one breath. He let out a long breath, and his eyes curved into crescent moons as he laughed brilliantly.

"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.