Seeing that Song Ci smiled more often, Han Aoyu felt relieved, thinking that her depression must have improved.

Han Aoyu covered the quail with a bamboo frame and had not yet killed it.

Affected by the previous epidemic, Song Ci was afraid to eat wild animals. She asked Han Aoyu: "Is quail a protected animal, Grandpa?"

"yes."

Song Ci said: "Protected animals cannot be eaten. If you are caught eating wild game, you will be fined and imprisoned." Song Ci is a law-abiding citizen and will never do anything illegal.

Han Ao Yu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

He likes Song Ci's cuteness and cuteness.

Han Aoyu saw that Song Ci was getting a little anxious, so he said, "These are quails raised at home, in the mountains. They're not wild and don't have any viruses. You can eat them without worry. Besides, would I dare give you something that's not edible?"

Hearing this, Song Ci finally felt relieved.

At this time, Zhong Buhui came out with a basin and a kitchen knife. He saw Song Ci standing next to the bamboo frame and said hurriedly, "Song girl, I'm going to kill something. Please step aside."

Song Ci not only refused to avoid it, but also said eagerly: "I like plucking the hairs, Uncle Zhong, you kill them and let me pluck the hairs."

Zhong Buhui: "..."

You can't believe that such a delicate beauty actually likes to pluck bird feathers.

"Okay then."

Zhong Buhui killed the quail. Grandpa brought some boiling water and put the quail in the bucket for a few minutes, then asked Song Ci to pluck the feathers.

Song Ci stood beside the stone table in the garden, put the basin of quail on the table, and grabbed a handful of feathers. It felt so good.

After cleaning the quail feathers, Song Ci couldn't help but take a photo to show off to Yan Jiang that she had eaten quail tonight.

Yan Jiang sent a drooling expression.

But he had to go to work and couldn't go to his grandfather's house to eat.

Han Zhan would not be home until 7:30 in the evening. Zhong Buhui was worried that the quail would get cold if cooked too early, affecting the taste of the food, so she decided to postpone dinner.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Song Ci felt a little hungry, so Zhong Buhui made her a plate of three-color fried rice.

After Song Ci finished her meal, she received a voice call from Su Huanyan.

Why is Su Huanyan calling her now?

Song Ci answered the call and heard Su Huanyan's gentle and pleasant voice: "Song Ci, are you still living with grandpa?"

"I just happened to be here today."

Su Huanyan then said, "I'm at the Cheng family's old house now. My mother came to see me a few days ago and brought me some specialties from Sucheng. I remembered that you said you like Sucheng delicacies, so I gave you some and will send them to you sometime."

"You happen to be at Grandpa's place, so why don't I come find you?"

Song Ci: "Okay!"

After hanging up the voice call, Song Ci told Han Aoyu: "Grandpa, Cheng Yanmo's wife will be here soon. Is there enough rice cooked? I want to keep her for dinner."

"Enough!"

"That's good."

Song Ci went to the door and waited for a while, then saw Su Huanyan coming.

Su Huanyan looks like a gentle girl, but she is actually very brave. Even though she is more than seven months pregnant, she still drives the car very fast.

After parking the car in front of the Han family's house, Su Huanyan got out. She was wearing flat shoes and a long misty blue down jacket. Her belly was a little bigger than the last time she met Song Ci.

Although she was also pregnant, Su Huanyan still looked slim, with only her belly growing.

Song Ci stared at Su Huanyan's thin arms and legs, feeling extremely jealous.

God is not giving people a way to survive.

"Song Ci, come and help me lift it."

Song Ci hurried over and was surprised to see many gifts on the back seat. "So many?"

Su Huanyan smiled and said bluntly: "Your grandpa is here, I can't go to see him empty-handed."

Su Huanyan patted the beautifully packaged Biluochun tea on the seat and said, "I heard from Yanmo that your grandfather loved drinking tea. This Biluochun of mine was a treasured collection of my grandfather. Now that he's gone, it's better to give it away than to keep it."

"Then I'll thank you on behalf of Grandpa."

The two of them entered the house carrying bags.

Han Aoyu saw Su Huanyan carrying several large bags. He walked over to her with a smile and asked her, "Miss Su is here to bring warmth to Song Ci. Is there any room for Grandpa?"

"Grandpa, can we leave you out?" Facing Han Aoyu's teasing, Su Huanyan also behaved calmly. She handed the Biluochun tea to Han Aoyu with both hands and said, "Grandpa, smell this tea and see if you like it."

Han Aoyu took out a small box from the bag, opened the lid, and smelled the fragrance of the best Biluochun tea.

Han Aoyu smiled and said, "Great stuff! Have dinner at my place tonight. We have quail. Your uncle Zhong is a great cook. You will definitely like it."

Unable to refuse such a kind offer, Su Huanyan accepted it.

Su Huanyan brought Song Ci delicious snacks from Caizhizhai and Taihu whitebait.

Song Ci had previously told Su Huanyan that she loved drinking silverfish soup. Presumably because she knew her mother was coming, Su Huanyan greeted her mother in advance and asked her mother to bring the silverfish over.

The item is not very valuable, but the thought behind it is very precious.

Song Ci was touched. Su Huanyan had given her a local specialty, but she had nothing suitable to give her. She was thinking about getting something meaningful to give to Su Huanyan someday.

The two chatted for a while and then it got dark.

During this period, Cheng Yanmo called her. The two of them were like a pair of partners, with a respectful attitude, each asking a question and the other answering it.

They are good in every way, except that they don't look like a couple.

Song Ci had no say in other people's lives. She listened quietly, feeling a lot in her heart.

After hanging up the phone, Su Huanyan saw Song Ci staring at her curiously, and she said, "It's Yanmo. Every night if he works overtime, he will call to ask about me and the children." There may be no love between the two, but there is family affection.

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