“We ate on the train. I’m saving room for Comrade Ruan Ruan’s cooking. It must be delicious.” When Lu Shuyan got off the train, she didn’t see Ruan Ruan and thought she wasn’t very welcoming. But now that Gu Jinghe said that, she knew she had misunderstood. So she got on the train and sat down first.

"Then let's go home and have dinner. Let me tell you, my sister's cooking is really delicious. I guarantee you'll want to eat it again after you've tried it once." Gu Jinghe started the car only after Huo Haocheng and the others had gotten in.

"Brother-in-law, why didn't my sister come to pick us up?" Zheng Xujie was a little disappointed when he got out of the car and didn't see Ruan Ruan, but there were too many people, so he didn't feel comfortable asking. It was just the brothers and him now, so he asked. He had missed her a little after not seeing her for so long.

"She's here. Are you going to sit in the trunk?" Huo Haocheng was a little annoyed to see the kid looking disappointed because he hadn't seen his wife. Why were all these kids trying to steal his wife?

"It's not impossible," Zheng Xujie said after hearing Huo Haocheng's words. They had two groups and two cars, so if Ruan Ruan came, there would be no place to sit. He then turned to look at the trunk, because they had little luggage and there was still plenty of space left.

"Your sister is cooking delicious food for you at home now." Huo Haocheng was a grown man and had no reason to argue with a child, especially since the child had come all the way to help his wife.

"Big brother, what delicious food is little sister making?" Huo Haoshen asked curiously when he heard Ruan Ruan cooking at home.

"...Stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork, do you want some?" Huo Haocheng first glanced at Huo Haoshen sitting next to him. This younger brother was the youngest in the family and also the most unruly. He was serious about important matters, but in private, he could make people beat him up three times a day.

"As long as there's meat, I'm not picky about food." Huo Haoshen had always lived in the north and didn't know what Huo Haocheng meant by bamboo shoots stir-fried with meat. He just thought it was a dish. These days, if there's meat, why would you be picky?

"Hmph, fine, don't worry, you'll get to eat it," Huo Haocheng gave him a look as if he were an idiot.

And so, the two cars of people chatted and talked their way to the family compound.