we won't ignore Zong Hu's matter."Zong Hu's arm was injured because he went up the mountain to look for Zong Yu on her behalf. At first, she deliberately spoke coldly to them, making the couple mista...This meal was especially delicious. Even Qin Qianqian, who usually stayed in her room all day, came out to the door after smelling the aroma of fish.

Qin Chongyan had already prepared the meal for his daughter and placed it at the doorstep.

Qin Qianqian smelled the fish soup in the bowl at the door and swallowed. When no one was paying attention, she quickly carried the food inside.

When everyone finished their meal and came out, Qin Zhongyan saw that all the bowls at his daughter's doorstep were empty, licked clean, and he almost burst into tears on the spot.

"That's great, Qianqian is willing to have dinner!"

Zong Bai really couldn't help but chuckle, "Looks like Qianqian is also so enticed by the aroma of this fish soup that she doesn't want to die."

He was just joking, but Qin Qianqian in the room heard him.

The door was slammed open with a bang, and Qin Qianqian glared angrily at Zong Bai.

"Zong, say what you just said again!"

Zong Bai, seeing the situation, hurriedly cupped his hands and apologized before scurrying away. Qin Chongyan hastily pulled his daughter into the house to comfort her. Finally, the girl had someone to talk to; besides wanting to die, she could now say other things.

This finally brought some comfort to his heart.

From then on, Qin Qianqian truly never mentioned suicide again. Fang Jinshu couldn't help but sigh, could this be the power of food

The next day, Zong Yu woke up early as usual. Since they were digging a pond right at their doorstep today, he wasn't in a rush to eat breakfast. As soon as he got up, he grabbed his hoe and went to work.

After waking up, Fang Jinshu stood at the doorstep and stretched her muscles. She took the opportunity to admire her husband's perfect physique. Zong Yu, shirtless, was working hard. Every movement he made revealed endless energy in his muscles. He was incredibly masculine.

She sat on a stone nearby and quietly admired it for a while, suddenly another uninvited guest appeared in the distance.

It's actually Chun Lan

She was carrying a basket and seemed to be out looking for wild vegetables. From afar, she saw Zongyu working, and then stopped looking for vegetables, walking towards Zongyu.

Fang Jinxiu was sitting in the shade of a tree, so Chunlan didn't see her and thought Zongyu was alone.

Chun Lan was also immediately captivated when she saw Zong Yu working diligently. She suddenly had a realization.

How could I be so stubborn Just clinging to Wang Tiezhu, that simpleton, won't get me anywhere. If you're looking for a husband in the countryside, you need someone capable and reliable. That's the only way to have a secure life.

Chunlan considered herself more beautiful than Fang Jinshi. When she walked past Zongyu to chat, she was brimming with confidence.

She softened her voice and stood beside Zongyu, calling out, "Brother Zong, why are you already outside working Have you had breakfast"

Autumn Chrysanthemum got up early and cooked the remaining red potatoes from yesterday. She gave two to Spring Orchid, telling her to take them as provisions to eat on the way.

After Chunlan got close to Zongyu, she was captivated by his masculine physique. In a moment of heat, she took out the basket of sweet potatoes.

"Uncle Zong, you probably haven't had breakfast yet, have you I have two sweet potatoes here, take them."

"Where's your wife How come you're already working this early You didn't even say anything so I could bring you some water and food."

Zongyu originally didn't intend to pay attention to Chunlan. He didn't even remember who Chunlan was.

He was working well when suddenly a woman started chattering in his ear and offering him food.

He is not a beggar on the street.

Zong Yu was working with great enthusiasm, and naturally he was unhappy when he was interrupted. He stopped his work, turned around, glanced at Chunlan, and then frowned.

"Who are you"

Chulan was dumbfounded, a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Don't you remember who I am It's Chunlan."

Zong Yu's brows furrowed even tighter.

What a vibrant spring blue and green.

I don't know you, leave me alone and don't bother me while I work. and Dong'er, one with features as delicate as porcelain figurines, even prettier than the dolls in New Year paintings, the other already showing signs of boyhood. At eight years old, Dong'er was alre...