Jing Li had never argued with Qin Zhao before, and for a moment he didn't know how to say anything harsh. He just kept a straight face and said fiercely, "If you do this again next time, I will kick you out and lock you up outside."

Very fierce and aggressive.

"Okay." Qin Zhao suppressed his smile and said seriously, "If I do it again, you don't have to chase me away. I'll just sit outside the door and reflect on my mistakes."

The little fish didn't understand what his two fathers were talking about. He babbled and struggled to break free from Qin Zhao's hand, smacking his lips.

"It seems he is hungry." Qin Zhao said.

"I've asked Ah Qi to prepare breakfast." Jing Li stood up, holding the fish cub in his arms. "Hurry up and wash up, then go eat."

After they had cleaned up and washed up, they went to the front hall together.

As soon as I walked in, I saw someone sitting at the table, eating by himself, as if he was the host and not at all shy.

"Hey, you finally woke up." Xiao Yue greeted them and pointed to the table. "I bought something outside. I wonder if it suits your taste." Miaomiao said

Qin Zhao: "..."

Qin Zhao felt his head ache again. He pressed his brows and asked, "Why are you..."

How come you are here?

"It was already late when we came back yesterday. Thank you very much for agreeing to let me stay overnight at your house." Xiao Yue still looked calm and composed, and spoke slowly.

Qin Zhao was silent.

Jing Li was keenly aware of Qin Zhao's mood changes. He held the fish cub in one hand and quietly tugged at the corner of Qin Zhao's clothes with the other hand: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Qin Zhao took a deep breath and said calmly, "Sit down."

Qin Zhao was so smart that he understood the whole story from Xiao Yue's words.

The general was obviously very interested in his current life. He took advantage of the fact that he was sick and unconscious last night and tricked his daughter Xiaoyu into staying at his house.

But he couldn't expose it now.

Otherwise, his relationship with Xiao Yue would be difficult to explain.

Qin Zhao held Jing Li's hand and led him to the table to sit down.

What was placed on the table was no longer the porridge and flatbreads they used to eat, but a variety of exquisite pastries and hot porridge.

There were several Dao Jing Li couldn't even remember their names.

Their lives were much better now than when they were in the village. They weren't rich, but at least they no longer had to worry about food and clothing. However, due to Qin Zhao's recent relapses, the family had been trying to save as much as possible on food and clothing, and hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

These things...

It doesn't look cheap.

Jing Li subconsciously glanced at Qin Zhao.

Qin Zhao didn't bother to be polite with Xiao Yue and directly served a bowl of shredded chicken porridge in front of Jing Li.

"Eat it."

Jing Li said "Oh", scooped up a spoonful of food, blew it cool, and fed it to the little fish that had been whimpering and crying in his arms.

Jing Li was busy feeding his child, and Qin Zhao was not idle either, occasionally picking up a piece of cake and spooning hot porridge to feed him. His manners were natural and skillful, which made Xiao Yue's teeth ache.

Xiao Yue coughed lightly and said something else: "Your son looks exactly like you."

Qin Zhao didn't even raise his head: "Yeah."

"..." Xiao Yue was silent, and then said, "It's just that your personality is a little different. You weren't like this before..."

Before he could finish his words, Qin Zhao kicked him hard under the table.

Xiao Yue was shocked to realize that he had said the wrong thing.

He is still pretending to be similar to Qin Zhao just now. He shouldn't say such things.

Xiao Yue thought to himself that a hangover was indeed a bad thing, so he quickly shut up and subconsciously looked at the expression of Qin Zhao's young husband.

Fortunately, the latter was concentrating on feeding the cub and didn't seem to notice what they were saying.

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After breakfast, Jing Li took Xiao Yuzai to the yard to play in the snow, while Qin Zhao made tea by the window.

"Why didn't I know before that you have the skill to make tea?" Xiao Yue took a sip of tea and shook his head. "It's a pity that although your skills are good, the tea is so bad."

"That's enough." Qin Zhao said calmly, "How long are you going to stay at my house? Aren't you in a hurry to go back to the barracks?"

Xiao Yue was displeased: "Why are you rushing me? Is this Mr. Qin's way of entertaining guests?"