He couldn't eat this well even in the army.

He thought his child was suffering at home, not having enough to eat or wear, but now...

Chen Yourun calmed his shock, "Big brother, where did the fish come from?" Although there is a river in Tiejian Village, it is not easy to catch fish. Even Chen Yourun himself can only catch one a day, and it is very difficult for others to catch fish.

The eldest son said proudly, "I set a trap in the river, and the fish just obediently crawled in without lifting a finger."

Chen Yourun was very pleased; his child was indeed clever.

The eldest child then boasted, "It was designed by Mom! Mom taught us how to design it!"

Chen Yourun's pride faltered.

she?

His gaze unconsciously fell on the person squatting in front of the pot.

As she squatted down, her top pulled up, revealing a glimpse of her slender, fair waist.

Chen Yourun's eyes felt like they'd been burned, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately looked away.

A series of crackling sounds rang out, and the aroma of fried wild garlic and wild peppers immediately filled the air, rich and enticing.

He turned his gaze back to that side and found that Yin Lan hadn't even glanced at him.

His movements were swift and clean, his expression serious, and his face smooth and fair. He didn't seem like someone who was idle and lazy at all; on the contrary, he seemed to be used to doing these things.

A flicker of doubt crossed Chen Yourun's mind.

The sizzling sound came again as the chicken was put into the pot and fully sautéed until it turned golden brown. Then, Yin Lan threw in the bamboo shoots.

She took this from the system and lied to the child, saying it was leftover from before. The child was quite easy to fool.

As for Chen Yourun, Yin Lan didn't even glance at him, and she didn't care whether he asked or not; even if he did, she didn't need to answer.

Yin Lan added more water and spices.

The two kids stared wide-eyed at the spices; these little things made the food smell especially good when added!

Erwa was already drooling.

Chen Yourun glanced at the two children; the fragrance emanating from them was indeed extraordinary.

She...she's such a good cook? He'd never realized it before.

Chen Yourun's gaze swept over, but unfortunately Yin Lan didn't even glance at him, as if he didn't exist at all.

Chen Yourun's mood became gloomy.

Next, it's time to cook the fish!

"Braised fish! Grilled fish!" Erwa clapped his hands excitedly.

Yin Lan is making sweet and sour fish this time. She bought sugar and vinegar when she went to the county town last time. The child is still young, so she wants something with a light flavor.

The two children watched Yin Lan's movements intently. Their mother was truly amazing; she made something different every time, and it always tasted delicious.

Can sugar be added to fish? Sugar, such a delicious thing, combined with fish, is simply irresistible to Erwa.

Chen Yourun's gaze was somewhat complicated. After he returned, besides the Chen family, several other men had also given him subtle looks that expressed how pitiful his child was.

Well, the family just got a little meat, and then Chen's wife went back to her parents' home. I bet there wasn't a single bit of meat left.

Several women spoke up directly, saying, "You're finally back! Ah, child, the hard times are finally over."

Even the village head secretly gave the child cornbread, which moved the child to tears.

Therefore, he knew that the children at home were definitely not eating well.

But now...

In the pot of chicken, the broth was bubbling and simmering, and the aroma was irresistible. He had never smelled anything so delicious before!

On the other side, the fish was sizzling and emitting a delicious aroma.

Next to it, a large pot of white rice was ready.

Which family in the village could afford such food? They probably never dreamed they could eat like this. With chicken and meat, every family would be heartbroken.

Could it be that she knew he was coming back today and did this on purpose?

But Erwa immediately spoke up, "Mom, why didn't you cook the fish from the day before yesterday?"

The eldest child chimed in, "I thought the rabbit meat Mom made last time was incredibly delicious, I want to eat it again!"

"So only rabbit meat is delicious, huh?" These two kids actually started being picky.

"My mom's fried eggs are the best!"

"And braised pork, hehehe..." Erwa's mouth was already watering just thinking about it.

"Grilled fish, Mom, I want to eat grilled fish again!"

"Drool, drool, oh dear, wipe it clean yourself!" Yin Lan was really disgusted. This child must be made of water, his drool just never seems to stop.

Chen Yourun, who was standing next to her, suddenly turned his head to look at the mother and her two children. The more he listened, the more something seemed wrong. Yin Lan could put on a show, but the two children were so young, so naturally she wouldn't.

So, Yin Lan, with her child, spent her days at home enjoying delicious food and drinks.

Braised pork belly? Grilled fish? Chicken with bamboo shoots? Rabbit meat?

Chen Yourun almost choked on his own saliva; they... were living the life of gods.

While he was working himself to the bone outside, his family was enjoying lavish meals every day.

Other families consider it a luxury to eat some old rice, but his family eats white rice every day and also eats meat, yet people still think his child is living a miserable life.

Chen Yourun could hardly believe his ears and eyes.

"As long as you behave, you'll have meat to eat every day from now on," Yin Lan said casually.

"We'll obey!"

Chen Yourun's face darkened.

What does she mean by this? Using meat to lure the child, preventing him from taking the baby away? Could it be that... she doesn't actually want a divorce? Is she deliberately using the child to delay?

For some reason, when Chen Yourun had this thought, he felt inexplicably relieved, even though he should have been angry.

However, Yin Lan quickly realized that this man was going to take the child away.

She added, "You'll eat well with your dad too, and in the future..."

She didn't say anything more, but gave Chen Yourun her first look in a long time, meaning, "You take care of the child yourself."

Chen Yourun: "......"

The relief he had just felt was immediately replaced by a blocked breath.

His expression grew even colder. "No need for you to worry."

Yin Lan: "..."

Come on, she's worried about the wrong thing? If it weren't for the fact that she'd spent some time with the child, developed feelings for her, and acted as her free hot water bottle every night, she wouldn't have said a word. She could have just lived however she wanted.

The child, unaware that his parents were silently discussing divorce, had his eyes, nose, and mouth all focused on the pot.

Fifteen minutes later, the fish was ready, and the chicken was cooked too.

We have two large basins at home, one just big enough to hold chicken and the other just big enough to hold fish.

The rich, dark yellow broth coated the tender, pink chicken, and the rising steam released an enticing aroma that made his mouth water.

The combination of sweet and sour fish is incredibly fragrant, making it impossible not to salivate.

The food in the military camp was all cooked in a communal pot. When he was a child, his grandmother, Mrs. Chen, cooked for him. After he got married, Chen Yourun cooked for himself.

So he always knew that his wife could cook, and cook so deliciously; he had never smelled such a wonderful aroma before.

Chen Yourun couldn't help but swallow.