After hanging up the phone, Su Qingci headed to the security post. She had to go back to Kyoto. Although Su Jindong said that her grandmother was recovering well, she was still worried.

Su Jindong is a bit of a simpleton. Without his grandmother's guidance, he's not suited to stay with Su Chang'an any longer.

We need to find a way to separate them quickly, otherwise he won't even know how Su Chang'an killed him with his big, simple brain.

Whether Grandpa genuinely couldn't see the fighting below or was pretending not to, he kept trying to smooth things over and maintain a semblance of peace.

In his mind, the reason why Su Jindong and Su Chang'an didn't get along was that they used to live far apart and didn't spend much time together.

Once the two get to know each other better, things will be fine. After all, they share the same blood. As the saying goes, "Like father, like son; like brothers, like tigers."

Li Yueniang had tried to separate the two of them twice, but it was no use. Besides, it would make it seem like she was afraid of Qin Xiangxiang.

Su Yi stubbornly believed that the two uncles and nephews could help each other and look out for each other in the same camp.

Even if the two don't get along, being together can create a competitive atmosphere that is very helpful for their progress.

Before Su Qingci reached the security checkpoint, she turned around and headed back towards the rented room. At this time, Guangzong Yaozu should have gone back to cook dinner.

First, talk to him and explain the general situation. Then, ask Xiao Li'an for leave and a letter of introduction.

Su Qingci was a bit troubled. If Li Yueniang was seriously injured, it would be necessary to have someone by her side.

At this point, Grandma was powerless to fight back, and Qin Xiangxiang certainly wouldn't let it go easily either.

So, besides dealing with Su Jindong's problem, I also need to settle my grandmother's affairs when I go back this time.

If there's no one to take care of her at home, she either has to bring Li Yueniang to Peach Blossom Town or stay in Kyoto herself. But Su Jindong is in Kyoto, so Li Yueniang won't go with him easily.

Then I'll have to go back by myself.

It's not appropriate for Mom and Dad to show their faces right now, since in the eyes of the people of Kyoto, they are still undergoing reform at the forest farm.

As for myself, without the two swords hanging over my head from my parents, all I have to face is the issue of family background.

Going back now, with Grandpa Su Yi around, should ensure my safety.

The family sent the original owner away because they were afraid that if something happened to Su Changqing and Xu Weihua, it would implicate the original owner.

Going to the countryside is at least better than following Su Changqing and the others to the forest farm, to parade through the streets, to attend various meetings, and to live in animal sheds.

It wouldn't be difficult for her to go back now; at worst, she could spend a fortune to buy herself a job.

But what about bringing honor to the family? Would he be willing to leave his hometown and go with me?

The two are just starting to stabilize their relationship and are currently very affectionate.

If the relationship continues in this long-distance relationship, it will face a huge test and may even end without a trace.

"Comrade Qingci, you're back?"

"Go wash your hands quickly. I'll stir-fry some vegetables, and we'll be ready to eat soon. Today we have stewed old hen with vermicelli."

"I raised a three-year-old hen, first stir-fried and then simmered over low heat. I put it in the stove in the morning, and it was just right now."

"Can you smell the delicious aroma, you little glutton?"

Su Qingci watched Song Jingzhou diligently tossing the wok while turning back to smile, and felt even more reluctant to part with him.

Song Jingzhou deftly scooped the sweet potato vines from the pot into a bowl, walked over, and flicked Su Qingci on the head.

"You're stunned by my handsomeness again?"

"Be more reserved. Don't always look so drooling over him. Men get shy too!"

"Ouch, are you trying to get yourself killed? You dare hit me!"

Seeing that Su Qingci had finally perked up, Song Jingzhou quickly dodged her Nine Yin White Bone Claw by sidestepping.

"Haha, okay, okay, I was wrong."

"Come on, wash your hands, I'll get you some water."

"What's wrong? You seem unhappy."

Su Qingci paused for a moment, then forced a smile. "Let's eat first, I'll tell you later."

Song Jingzhou didn't ask any further questions, and instead used a rag to bring out the earthenware pot that had been simmering on the charcoal fire.

"A lot of sweet potato starch was added, so no rice was cooked."

Once you squeeze the lid open, the aroma is even more intoxicating.

"Is this called 'Old Hen Stew with Vermicelli'?"

"Isn't this clay pot chicken?"

"Hehe, smells good, doesn't it?"

Song Jingzhou used a large spoon to scoop half a bowl of vermicelli for Su Qingci, picked out a chicken leg and a chicken wing and placed them on top of the vermicelli, then quickly poured a spoonful of soup on top.

"Come on, try it quickly."

Su Qingci grasped the chicken leg and took a bite. Without much effort, the chicken meat slid off by itself.

The braised chicken is tender and juicy, retaining its shape and flavor, with a soft and rich taste.

Su Qingci nodded unconsciously and gave Song Jingzhou a thumbs up, "Delicious."

Song Jingzhou was overjoyed and gave a thumbs-up, just like Su Qingci.

Family matters ultimately affected Su Qingci's appetite; she only ate a little over half a bowl that Song Jingzhou had helped her prepare before putting down her chopsticks.

"What's wrong? Aren't you going to eat?"

"Did I not perform well today?"

"No, I'm just full."

"You're full after eating this little bit? You just went out and ate something behind my back?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Am I wrong? You can usually finish half a chicken by yourself, but today you only ate one chicken leg and one chicken wing."

"There's still dried squid in the pot. Come on, let me pick some for you."

"I'm really full."

Song Jingzhou then packed him a sandwich of vermicelli, a chicken wing, and picked out quite a few cuttlefish.

"Eat a little more, then you won't eat anymore. You can have the rest for dinner."

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