[Perhaps this is the saying: the way to a man's heart is through his stomach?]

Madam Quan dislikes making soup; she finds it too troublesome and always has to wait half a day. She'd rather spend that time killing more ferocious beasts.

Mrs. Quan's idea isn't wrong.

Yes, but some older men just hope that after a long day, someone will bring them a bowl of hot soup.

Si Er could understand this idea. After all, he used to be very touched if his roommate brought him a bowl of hot soup when he returned to his dormitory after a day of work.

However, it would be too much to risk one's life just because one loves drinking soup.

[It's not a bad thing, is it? He loved soup, so dying in soup is a fitting end, isn't it?]

Si Er actually thought that what Guagua said made a lot of sense, but only on the condition that there were no soul-devouring insect eggs in the soup.

It would be too tragic to die from being devoured by the Soul-Eating Insects.

Although Lord Quan was a complete mess when it came to family matters, he was still a hero who defended the city overall, and Si Er did not want him to die too tragically.

Not far from Si Er and his group, Madam Quan and her youngest son, Quan Shaochuan, were also queuing. Both of them heard Si Er and Guagua's thoughts.

As Madam Quan listened, she rolled her eyes. Yes, Shen Xirou was indeed a great soup cook, but she had also passed on this skill to her personal maid, and the soups they made tasted almost identical.

When Shen Xirou was young, she was willing to cook for Lord Quan, but ever since she discovered that Madam Quan never went into the kitchen, she felt that she was losing out by going into the kitchen.

Therefore, she passed on all her culinary skills to her personal maid. After that, whenever the Lord Quan was about to return home, Shen Xirou would have the maid prepare soup in advance. When the Lord Quan arrived, Shen Xirou would personally serve the soup.

Madam Quan couldn't even remember how many years it had been since Lord Quan had drunk soup made by his cousin, but she felt that Lord Quan probably didn't mind too much.

Anyway, that man just liked Shen Xirou's gentleness and thoughtfulness. Many times he knew that Shen Xirou was lying, but he still loved to listen.

Since that's the case, it's likely that he also enjoys the soup that Shen Xirou had someone else make.

He enjoyed watching people put on a show, and liked living in the drama. Madam Quan was too lazy to expose the grand dramas around him.

However, the man and the rabbit were quite interesting. Madam Quan glanced at them a few more times and felt that the four young people on Si Er's side were all particularly eye-catching, making people happy at first sight.

Madam Quan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Look at how other people's children are, they're so adorable no matter how you look at them, unlike you who look like a fool."

Quan Shaochuan curled his lip: "No matter how good someone else is, they are still someone else's child."

"Mother, you gave birth to someone like me, so just make do with me."

Madam Quan looked at Quan Shaochuan with regret and said, "Alas, it's all your father's fault for holding you back, otherwise you two brothers could have been even more handsome."

"No, that's not right. There aren't two. Your older brother is still very handsome, not much less so than Si Yi and the others."

Quan Shaochuan: "..."

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