free.
What beautiful three words.
To celebrate Song Lingdang becoming a free person.
The dinner that day was prepared by Qiao Anle herself.
She even cooked five or six dishes in one go.
It was so abundant that it felt like Chinese New Year.
to this end.
Qiao Anle also invited Fang Cheng to stay and have dinner together.
Fang Cheng was more than happy to do so.
He immediately started helping Qiao Anle.
"Sister-in-law, I'm not as good at cooking as you, but I can do everything from washing and cutting vegetables! When I was in the army, the captain required all of us to take turns in the kitchen. Like shredding potatoes, kneading dough for buns... I can do all of these things. Just let me know if there's anything you need me to do."
Fang Cheng said happily.
During this period, he stayed close to Qiao Anle the whole time.
How could Qiao Anle not see what the young man was thinking?
When Fang Cheng was busy cutting potatoes into shreds.
Qiao Anle finally gave in.
"Alright, I'm telling you, alright... Don't worry, Song Lingdang is fine... She's not affected at all by Lu Jianmin's situation. She's not sad, nor upset, and she hasn't even shed a tear. Now that I've said this, can you rest assured?"
Fang Cheng's hand holding the kitchen knife trembled.
The sharp blade almost cut his finger.
He hurriedly put down the kitchen knife, and then looked at Qiao Anle nervously.
The young man doesn't know how to hide his feelings yet.
Fang Cheng spoke at a loss.
"Sister-in-law...how are you...how are you..."
"How can I know what you're thinking, right? Fang Cheng, your thoughts are all written on your face, how could I not see it?"
Qiao Anle smiled.
Fang Cheng's face turned red all of a sudden.
But since Qiao Anle has already seen through it all.
Fang Cheng no longer concealed anything.
He simply asked directly, "Sister-in-law, since Song Lingdang is fine, why doesn't she come out? She has been staying in the little room all the time. Isn't she afraid of getting sick?"
Qiao Anle wanted to reach out and knock Fang Cheng on the head.
I don’t know why this young man’s train of thought is so strange.
She couldn't help but sigh and said.
"Fang Cheng, you are an unmarried young man. But Song Lingdang is a young widow who just got divorced. You two are in my house, surrounded by the sisters-in-law of the Metal Compound, with so many eyes watching. How can Song Lingdang have the nerve to come out and talk to you?"
"Is this... related?"
Perhaps because Fang Cheng had no mother's guidance since childhood, he always seemed to be missing a thread in this aspect.
Qiao Anle was really angry and amused.
She had to be more direct.
"Fang Cheng, you should understand that people's words are scary. You can choose not to care, but Song Lingdang is in the spotlight right now. Do you still want to hear others pointing fingers at her?"
Now that things have come to this.
There is no way Fang Cheng didn't understand.
His whole body stiffened for a moment, and his young face suddenly became serious.
It’s like experiencing a growth in life.
After a brief thought, Fang Cheng quickly spoke seriously.
"Sister-in-law, I understand what you mean. I will be more considerate of Song Lingdang in the future. I won't be so impulsive and reckless anymore."
Qiao Anle finally nodded in satisfaction.
Although she still felt that there was something strange in Fang Cheng's words.
But I didn't delve into it any further.
Qiao Anle said to Fang Cheng, "We're celebrating that scumbag Lu Jianmin has finally left our village, and we're also celebrating that Song Lingdang has finally regained her freedom. Fang Cheng, go kill a chicken, and we'll make chicken soup tonight."
"Okay! Sister-in-law, I'll go right away!"
The seriousness on Fang Cheng's face only lasted for a short while.
After hearing Qiao Anle talk about killing chickens, he immediately returned to his previous smiling face.
The young figure rushed out at once.
Go to the chicken coop nearby to catch chickens.
In the evening.
The three kids came back from Aunt Li's house.
As soon as they walked out of the yard, they smelled a strong fragrance.
"What a nice smell! This smells really good!"
"It's chicken soup! Sanzai can smell it! It's delicious chicken soup!"
"Slurp, slurp! Chicken soup tonight? Does that mean we can have big chicken legs again?"
The three kids rushed into the small kitchen nearby.
When he saw Qiao Anle, he smiled even brighter and happier than when he smelled the chicken soup.
"mother--"
"mother!"
"mother."
The babyish cries were accompanied by the force of the three cubs rushing towards them.
In the blink of an eye.
They had already hugged Qiao Anle's legs.
He rubbed Qiao Anle's body gently, smelling the familiar sweet scent.
In a day's time.
There is no happier time than this moment.
Qiao Anle immediately put down what she was holding and wiped her hands with her apron.
Then, he gently stroked the heads of the three cubs.
She said softly.
"My little one is finally home. We'll have chicken soup and delicious braised pork belly tonight. When Dad comes back, we can have dinner, okay?"
"Okay! We'll all listen to Mom."
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