Xi Xi first served a bowl to Chu Zhiqin. The soup noodles were steaming hot and smelled delicious.

Then, she looked at Wang Dashan and Cuihua: "Sister Cuihua, Brother Dashan, would you like some?"

Wang Dashan looked at the girl in front of him with great surprise, then suddenly looked at the pot with some wariness.

The steam was still rising. Chu Zhiqin blew a few breaths into the bowl, then carefully took a bite: "Delicious! So delicious! Hey, what are you guys standing there for? Come and have some with us!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xi Xi scooped up a spoonful of soup noodles, stood up, and handed it to Cuihua.

Cuihua was clearly at a loss, but the aroma from the bowl gradually wafted through her mask, causing her stomach to growl loudly on the spot.

"Sister Cuihua, don't refuse, these noodles will get soggy if you don't eat them soon!" Xi Xi said as she shoved the bowl into her hands.

But for some reason, Cuihua always felt that there was a hint of coldness in Xi Xi's smile.

She took the bowl of noodles, glanced at her husband (whom Xi Xi ignored), and then served Wang Dashan a large bowl: "Brother Dashan, you're a man, so the rest are all yours!"

After hesitating for a few seconds, the two couldn't resist the aroma, so they lifted half of their masks and eagerly began to eat.

"Why are you wearing masks while eating?" Chu Zhiqin asked, feigning surprise.

Wang Dashan and Cuihua were stunned for a moment, then chuckled awkwardly: "Big sister, you don't know how bad our colds are. The village shaman once said that this is the only way to get better quickly!"

Wang Dashan seems to be trying his best to establish himself as a backward and feudal person.

"Do you think I'm stupid?!" Chu Zhiqin was almost choked by his bizarre reason and was speechless for a moment.

Cuihua, who had been standing to the side with her head down, nodded. She smiled awkwardly and then started slurping up the noodles. The deliciousness of the shrimp soup and the chewy texture of the noodles intertwined in her mouth, making her unable to resist swallowing large mouthfuls.

Xi Xi glanced at them without showing any emotion, then picked up the bowl that had been prepared for her earlier. The four of them ate and chatted, seemingly enjoying themselves, but in reality, undercurrents were swirling.