Chapter 609 614. Eat it all

The night passed quickly. At dawn, Qiao Ziyi and Han Yixiao came out of the tent and started to make breakfast. In the tent, Lin Shishi was holding Lian Qiao, and Qiao Zixi was holding little Qiao Qiao, and they were sleeping soundly in the thick quilt.

When Zhao Youjun brought Zhao Xiaoxuan up, they had just finished breakfast.

"Are you here? Let's have breakfast."

Han Yixiao casually filled two bowls of egg and tomato noodles and handed them over. Zhao Youjun took them with trembling hands. He looked at the noodles in the bowl that were colorful, fragrant and delicious, and even as a grown man, he almost shed tears.

It had been so long since the end of the world that he hadn't eaten hot food. He had eaten all kinds of food, including expired, moldy, and rotten food. Only a bowl of noodles like this, which was ordinary before the end of the world, had become a luxury.

When Bai Li climbed up, Zhao Youjun and Zhao Xiaoxuan were eating noodles around the fire. She looked at Qiao Ziyi with embarrassment and spoke awkwardly.

"Can I have a bowl?"

Qiao Ziyi silently filled a bowl and handed it over.

Bai Li held the bowl with both hands, and her tears fell directly into the bowl. She swallowed in big mouthfuls, not letting anyone see her embarrassment. She used to be such a proud eldest daughter of a military and political family, the most beautiful girl in the army. Now, she had to rely on charity to eat a bowl of noodles. Her pride and her aloofness were all shattered into pieces and fell to the ground, and could never be picked up again!

When Qiao Zixi brought little Qiao Qiao out, everyone had already finished eating.

"Sister, does Qiao Qiao want to eat milk powder or noodles?"

As soon as Qiao Ziyi saw Qiao Zixi coming out, he immediately stood up to greet her.

"Mianmian, Mianmian."

Before Qiao Zixi could speak, little Qiao Qiao answered first. Qiao Qiao, who was over one year old, was white and fat. He kept twisting in Qiao Zixi's arms, trying to get off the ground.

Qiao Ziyi reached out and picked him up, putting him on the ground, but he walked around Qiao Ziyi and ran straight towards Han Yixiao.

"Daddy, hold me!"

Little Qiaoqiao opened her arms and ran towards Han Yixiao happily with a bright smile on her face. Ever since Han Yixiao lost his memory, he never took the initiative to hug little Qiaoqiao again. Every time, little Qiaoqiao would take the initiative to snuggle into his arms, call him dad, and rely on him.

Han Yixiao picked up little Qiaoqiao and spoke helplessly.

"Qiao Qiao, you should call me uncle, not dad."

"Uncle is not your father, you can't call him that."

"What?"

Zhao Youjun and Bai Li, who were sitting on the stone, looked at each other, both confused. This child seemed to be carved out of the same mold as him. If it wasn't his, then whose would it be? Even if he was lying, he couldn't lie with his eyes open!

The petite Zhao Xiaoxuan spoke his mind directly and said it out loud.

"Uncle, you're lying!"

"Oh? What did I lie to you about?"

Han Yixiao saw the little person pointing at him with an angry look on his face, and immediately asked with amusement.

"This little brother is obviously your child and looks just like you. Why did you lie to us?"

"I'm telling you, I'm very smart. You can't fool me with this clumsy trick of yours."

Zhao Xiaoxuan said this while shaking his head and smiling smugly.

Han Yixiao was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

“People have similarities, leaves have similarities, and just because they look alike doesn’t necessarily mean they’re related.”

"Besides, Qiao Qiao is really not my baby. I'm not married yet."

When Zhao Xiaoxuan heard this, his eyes widened in surprise and he looked at Han Yixiao with contempt.

"Uncle, you're such a scumbag! You took advantage of everything and refused to admit it!"

Now, it was Han Yixiao's turn to be stunned. Are children nowadays so mature? Does he even know what the words "eat dry and wipe clean" mean?

(End of this chapter)