He was in a heavy mood throughout the journey and ate only a small amount of dry food. When he returned to the Chen family, he didn't eat much either.

He had been feeling suffocated and not hungry, but now, an incredibly tempting aroma was wafting towards him.

He realized he was unconsciously swallowing and his gaze was somewhat fixed.

Only then did he quickly control his reaction.

He said he wouldn't eat it before, but now he's starting to regret it.

Chen Yourun glanced at Yin Lan almost imperceptibly, but she was still having Erwa serve rice and didn't look at him.

"Dad, let me serve you some rice!" the eldest son suddenly said.

Before Chen Yourun could even excitedly prepare to reply...

Yin Lan spoke first, "Your father doesn't eat."

Chen Yourun: "......"

The aroma was simply irresistible. How could it be so delicious? He had tasted meat prepared by others before, including dishes made by chefs in the county town and even the private chef of that young master. He had the privilege of eating them once before he left, but none of them were as fragrant as the food he was eating now.

He spoke with some difficulty, "Yes... I won't eat it."

The eldest child said regretfully, "Mom's meat is so delicious, it's the best thing in the world, sigh..."

"Maybe Dad has eaten something even better," the eldest child thought.

Chen Yourun really didn't have any. He hoped that Da Wa would try again, but Da Wa didn't say anything more.

He opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

There was no dining table at home, so the dishes were placed on the floor, and the three children and one adult sat around them, eating with their mouths full of oil.

Sanwa is a bit older now and can sit up on his own without any problem.

Yin Lan made him a steamed egg and mashed the rice and vegetables into a soup-like consistency, then let him eat it by himself.

Many villagers chew food up before feeding it to their children, and the children, being young, don't understand that this is actually quite... inappropriate. However, Yin Lan still couldn't bring herself to do such a thing.

Although it's more time-consuming to crush it yourself, it's cleaner.

Chen Yourun: "......"

His wife is particular and different from others. He himself can't stand the way she talks, and he thinks Yin Lan does it very well.

Of course, Yin Lan didn't care about his opinion at all, because she didn't even glance at him.

Aside from asking him once at the beginning if he wanted to eat, she never cared again. Even when her eldest child asked, she would directly stop him from eating.

Chen Yourun was only watching the three children scrambling for food, their mouths greasy. The children were usually very talkative, and they kept muttering to themselves while Yin Lan was cooking.

But now, the child doesn't have a second to speak, his mouth is still full of food, and he's already taking a bite with his hand.

If Yin Lan hadn't forced the two children to chew each bite twenty times, the eating would probably have been even more horrific.

Chen Yourun suddenly realized that his wife actually knew a lot about how to make the child obedient, at least when it came to eating, the child was very well-behaved and obedient.

She would serve food to the children and gently wipe their mouths.

The second child's mouth was wiped, the third child's mouth was wiped, and the eldest child's ears began to turn red, and he became slightly stiff.

Yin Lan glanced at Da Wa and knew he didn't like her wiping him. He was so young, but he always acted like an adult and wouldn't let her treat him like a child.

“Wipe it yourself,” Yin Lan said.

The expectation and light in Da Wa's eyes dimmed. He looked up and prepared to get the handkerchief.

Yin Lan quickly reached out and wiped his mouth twice.

The older child immediately bristled, "Mom! I can do it myself!"

But there wasn't much real anger in his voice; instead, the corners of his mouth turned up, which he couldn't suppress no matter what he did.

As if on purpose, Yin Lan reached out and continued wiping.

The older child's entire body contorted in pain, crying, "Mama~ Mama~ no..."

Erwa grinned from ear to ear, "Hehehehe..." He loved watching his older brother get humiliated by their mother.

It would be so nice if his mother wiped his mouth; he didn't understand why his brother didn't like it.

When Sanwa saw his mother and two older brothers playing around, he clapped his oily hands and laughed loudly.

Yin Lan glared at him. "You still dare to laugh? Look at your hands, they're so dirty. If you dare to do this when you're older, I'll beat you up."

Sanwa didn't understand at all, and kept giggling.

Chen Yourun, who was standing next to him, suddenly couldn't bear to watch anymore.

He felt out of place in this setting; he felt like an outsider. The harmonious and warm atmosphere was so different from what he had imagined.

He stood up and quickly walked out.

The night outside was pitch black, and the night wind was chilly. He stood there for a long time before his emotions gradually calmed down.

He seemed to have misunderstood something; she seemed... not to be the way he thought she was.

Chen Yourun turned his head and saw this small thatched hut that looked out of place in the village.

But it's true that she went back to her parents' home, it's true that she sold her house and is living in this small thatched hut, it's true that there isn't even a table in the house, and it's true that the child is thin and has dry, yellow hair.

Chen Yourun felt his mind was in turmoil. Perhaps he had made a mistake; he shouldn't have impulsively agreed to a divorce without understanding the situation.

Chen Yourun walked alone towards the house next to the village head.

After returning and learning about the situation, he asked the village head for permission to temporarily use the house.

At the time, he thought that the little thatched hut was too dilapidated and drafty. If Yin Lan had made a mistake, the family could temporarily move here.

He built the house for an old lady in the village, Sun, but after she passed away, the house became empty.

Although it only has two rooms, it's still much better than a small thatched hut.

But they never expected their conversation to turn out that way, even to the point of divorce.

Now, even the child refuses to come with him. He pushes open the door; he had already cleaned the room that afternoon, but there was still a smell of someone who hadn't lived there for a long time.

As far as the eye could see, it was empty and desolate, devoid of any sign of life.

Compared to what he had just seen and heard in the small thatched hut, with its swirling smoke and the lively scene of Yin Lan and the three children laughing and joking, Chen Yourun felt a pang of unease.

Suddenly, he thought of Yin Lan's seemingly angry yet feigned argument with the child.

Her skin was porcelain white and flawless. Perhaps because she had been cooking and exposed to the fire, her small, fair face had a slight blush, and her lips were full, glossy, and pink.

Of course, yelling at the child can also be very imposing.

Thinking of that scene, Chen Yourun didn't even notice himself, and actually chuckled softly.

Is she doing what's best for the child, or not?

That evening, Chen Yourun made some steamed buns that the village head had brought him, but they tasted bland. He also made some porridge, but it didn't smell as good as it did in the small thatched hut.

Chen Yourun ate the food without any taste and then fell asleep, but he didn't sleep well all night.

The slaughtering team didn't return all night, and many families in the village couldn't sleep peacefully, wondering if something bad had happened.