Moving and packing was quite tiring, and the whole family, including the three ghosts, were exhausted and slept very soundly that night.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, the neighbor's rooster jumped onto the wall and crowed loudly.

The little pink butterfly was still a bit drowsy, but it had already instinctively picked up an axe and gone to the yard to chop firewood.

But when she got to the yard, she didn't find the firewood waiting to be chopped. Instead, she found neatly stacked firewood that had already been chopped up against the kitchen wall.

These were also delivered by Young Master Liu yesterday.

He was so thoughtful and considerate that the Lin family didn't have to spend money to buy firewood as soon as they entered the city.

But the little pink butterfly scratched its head, and the whole ghost seemed a bit off.

She was always somewhat reluctant to chop wood, but now that she was suddenly not required to do it, Little Pink Butterfly felt that the axe in her hand had lost its purpose.

She circled the yard, chasing away a few eager little mice. It was still dark, but the ghost's eyes were not affected at all in the dim light, and she saw a pile of clothes soaking in a basin.

These were the clothes the family changed out of while showering last night.

The nights were too dark, and Xuefu couldn't bear to light a lamp to do the laundry. She would usually wash the clothes and cook the next morning by the faint light of dawn.

However, when she got up again today, she rubbed her eyes, filled the water tank with a ladle of cold water, and washed her face.

In March and April, the cold water when you wake up in the morning is still bone-chillingly cold, which is quite invigorating.

Xuefu came to her senses and started a fire in the kitchen to boil some water so that the others could wash their faces with warm water when they got up.

She rubbed her hands together and went into the yard to wash the clothes she had changed out of last night. She saw the clothes on the washboard moving on their own, and the washing stick was pounding on them, squeezing out all the dirty water.

There were also clean clothes in the wooden basin next to it.

I woke up suddenly and saw my clothes taking a shower by themselves!

After all, she kept three ghosts at home. Xuefu was surprised for a moment, swallowed the scream in her throat, and quickly realized that it must be the ghosts she kept at home doing chores for her.

"Um... thank you, I'll go make breakfast now." Xuefu couldn't see the little pink butterfly working, but she still thanked her.

The kitchen was piled high with flour and various grains, all of which were delivered by Young Master Liu yesterday.

He doesn't know how much to give as gifts; he always gives as much as possible.

Since there was still time, Xuefu simply made a few more dishes.

Lin Wanyue was woken up by Lin Diaodiao, who was gently scratching her face with its little paws. Before she even opened her eyes, she twitched her nose and smelled a crisp, fragrant aroma in the air.

She swallowed hard and opened the door, while several other doors outside opened at the same time.

Her brothers, just like her, sniffed frantically as they poked their heads out and asked, "What delicious food did Mom make today? It smells so good!"

"Now that you're awake, hurry up and get dressed so we can have breakfast." Liu Junlan walked over and took Lin Wanyue's hand. "Wanwan, Grandma will help you get dressed. Once you're dressed, let's go have breakfast."

"Mmm!"

The table was laden with pork buns, pork baked pastries, shumai, dumplings, tea eggs, and a bowl of congee.

Several children were rushed over and grabbed their bowls. The baked shortbread was the first to be snatched up. The crust of the shortbread was crispy and crumbly, and it tasted oily and fragrant. When you bite into it, the pork and scallion filling inside is tender and juicy. One bite of shortbread and one bite of porridge.

Lin Wanyue felt she could eat another six, seven, or eight bowls!

Let her eat herself to death!

"Mom, mmm...so delicious!" Lin Zihan asked between bites, "What's the occasion? Why are we eating so much? Is it a Manchu Han Imperial Feast?"

Xuefu couldn't help but pout as he praised her: "You talk too much. How can this be considered a Manchu Han Imperial Feast?"

"Then why do we have so much good food today? Is it because our family is moving today, so we can eat better, and they won't let us eat like this anymore?" Lin Ziqiu's mouth was stuffed with a pancake, he scooped a spoonful of porridge, and he even had to use one hand to grab a shumai. His voice was a little muffled when he spoke.

"Someone washed my clothes today, so I made a little extra since I had extra time. If you like it, I'll make more in the future; it's easy to buy fresh meat in the city now," Xuefu said.

Fresh meat is not easy to preserve. In the past, there were only about thirty households in the countryside, and the village couldn't afford to support a butcher shop. It wasn't easy for everyone to eat fresh meat. Apart from slaughtering pigs for the New Year, the only other time was when Lin Weiming went hunting in the mountains.

Normally, I can only eat a little cured meat. Cured meat is good, but fresh meat is delicious too.

Now that we're in the city, the expenses are high, but it's certainly convenient.

"Come on, Wanwan." Xuefu placed a piece of pickled vegetable on Lin Wanyue's plate to cleanse her palate. "Wanwan, please thank her for me. We really owe her a lot today."

Okay~

Lin Wanyue, her mouth greasy with food, nodded and said, "Mom, your breakfast is so delicious, even better than the breakfast stalls outside."

"You've even eaten at breakfast stalls?" Xuefu said with a smile.

Lin Wanyue nodded with her big eyes and said, "I ate it when my father and I went to the city to buy a house."

Lin Weiming chimed in, "That's right. I don't think anyone else's cooking can compare to my wife's. These dumplings are so delicious, and these shumai... they smell amazing!"

"Dad, meat pies are the best!" the children protested, quickly reminding their father.

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