Thinking of her deceased mother, Li Xiyue still felt some regret.

Liao Qingshan sensed her change in mood and immediately changed the subject, "Today is your birthday, let's not talk about the past. Yueyue, come on, Grandpa will cook you longevity noodles."

"Grandpa, I haven't had breakfast yet," Li Xiyue said, rubbing her stomach.

Liao Qingshan cursed, "Is the Chu family so poor that they can't even afford breakfast?" He was starving his precious granddaughter.

"Of course not, I just wanted to have breakfast with my grandpa," Li Xiyue quickly said.

Liao Qingshan snorted, "Come on, Grandpa will cook you noodles with a poached egg."

"No, I want two fried eggs."

"No problem, all three are available."

The grandfather and grandson went to the kitchen, chatting and laughing.

Food and vegetables were delivered to the sanatorium regularly, once a day in the summer and once a week in the winter.

Eggs, fish, meat, rice, and flour are all available, along with seasonal vegetables and fruits.

They eat and use far better things than ordinary people.

Li Xiyue originally planned to take some things out of her space to show filial piety to her grandfather, but outsiders were not allowed to bring things in here. So she could only add some spiritual spring water to the water tank when her grandfather was not paying attention.

The spring water has the effect of strengthening the body and prolonging life, and she hopes that her grandfather can live to be a hundred years old.

Although Liao Qingshan was over sixty years old, he was very nimble and quickly made two bowls of noodles.

"Yueyue, the noodles taste amazing today," Liao Qingshan said with a smile after taking a bite.

His cooking skills have improved so much, he's really amazing.

Of course it tastes good; it's boiled with spring water.

Li Xiyue dodged the question, saying, "How could it not taste good if Grandpa made it himself?"

"I used to make noodles too, but they never tasted as good as today's."

"That's because you didn't have your little darling eating with you before."

Liao Qingshan laughed heartily, "Your skin is still as thick as ever."

Seeing his beloved granddaughter, Liao Qingshan felt several years younger. He ate one bowl of noodles and then had another, enjoying every bite.

Li Xiyue was full after eating one bowl, and she also finished off the two poached eggs. "Grandpa, it's been so long since I've had your cooking, it's so delicious."

"After I get out of this 'prison,' I'll make it for you every day," Liao Qingshan said as he collected the bowls.

Being stuck here with nowhere to go is just like being in prison.

Li Xiyue felt sorry for her grandfather and really hoped that the military could catch Gongye Haotian as soon as possible so that her grandfather could regain his freedom.

On the other side, Chu Xun was also helping Chu Ruilin cook.

Chu Ruilin is still making sweet and sour fish.

"I've developed a new method that makes fish that's sweet but not greasy, with tender, smooth, and delicious flesh," Chu Ruilin said, gesturing as he spoke, his face full of innocent wonder.

Chu Xun assisted from the side, saying, "Dad, it's almost Chinese New Year, come back with me."

Chu Ruilin's smile faded. "My Xiangxiang will definitely love my new recipe. I'm going to make a lot so she can eat it when she gets back."

He said he was going to scoop fish from the fish tank.

Chu Xun grabbed him, "Dad!"

"Get out of here! Don't stop me from making fish for Xiangxiang. Are you jealous of Xiangxiang? Let me tell you, Xiangxiang is my little princess, and no one can bully her!" Chu Ruilin pushed Chu Xun hard, shoving him straight to the door and closing it behind him.

Chu Xun stood at the door. "Dad, how long are you going to keep running away?"

"Ah Xun, live your life well, treat that girl well, this is how my life is going to be."

Chu Xun took a deep breath and walked away.

Hearing the footsteps fade away, Chu Ruilin, who was leaning against the door, slid down weakly. He sat on the ground, holding his head and burying his face in his knees.

How could a sinner like him face his family, who were full of merit?

Arriving at the house across the street, Chu Xun heard the laughter of a grandfather and grandson inside. He composed himself and stepped inside.

"Grandpa Liao, Yueyue."

Li Xiyue was chatting and laughing with her grandfather, completely forgetting about him. "A-Xun, have you had breakfast?"

Chu Xun shook his head.

Li Xiyue looked at Liao Qingshan, "Grandpa..."

Liao Qingshan said irritably, "There's still noodles in the pot, go get some yourself."