Wen Qinghe's clear eyes suddenly lit up, and she nodded excitedly.
want!
It was the first time she had ever seen such a tiny, fluffy thing; it was absolutely adorable!
It struck a chord with her immediately.
A smile appeared in the man's eyes.
He put the leftover sponge cake and dried fruit from his small basket into the front pocket of his jacket so she could easily take them later.
I found some soft, dry grass to line the bottom of the small basket and laid a few bamboo leaves on top.
The nest of baby rabbits fit perfectly inside.
Looking at the little cuties in the basket, Wen Qinghe felt a warmth in her heart. She took out her little handkerchief from her pocket and carefully covered them.
Yan Xiao looked at the small pink handkerchief embroidered with sunflowers.
I felt a little jealous.
Qingqing is being way too good to that litter of kittens…
He hasn't even had a chance to use it yet, but these little things are already enjoying it!
But as much as I like it.
Anyway, these little creatures will eventually be eaten after we raise them.
And their offspring and descendants.
Hmm, I can make braised rabbit, spicy rabbit head, and stir-fried rabbit leg meat for Qingqing...
From now on, he won't need to go up the mountain to catch these little rascals anymore; there's probably more rabbit meat at home than he can ever finish.
…
At this moment, Wen Qinghe was unaware that Yan Xiao had already set his sights on the rabbit meat.
She wrapped one arm around the man's neck and carefully protected the basket on her back with the other.
Deep down, I was thinking about taking good care of them when I got back.
These will be her little babies from now on; she will be their mother.
She had even figured out how to raise her.
There's milk powder in the room, and the little thing is so fluffy, it's definitely not weaned yet.
The milk powder was specially prepared by Xiao Chen because she disliked the taste of the malted milk powder here.
This is exactly what I needed.
When the rabbits grow a little bigger, she can dress them up in makeup and clothes, making them look pretty.
She saw a blogger on Douyin (TikTok) putting blush on a fluffy bunny and creating a cute pink makeup look for her, which made her really want to try it herself.
…
The sky darkened.
The already dense foliage completely blocked out the limited sunlight.
The moonlight was bright, and through the gaps in the leaves, the path beneath my feet was faintly visible.
Only the chirping of insects and croaking of frogs remained in the woods, along with the pattering of Yan Xiao's feet on the leaves.
She lay on Yan Xiao's back.
They were in the basket on her back.
She carried them on her back.
He carries his entire world on his back.
…
Immersed in the prospect of a happy life with "a large family," Wen Qinghe had no idea that a few months later, this "large family" would become so large that it would drive her to the brink of collapse.
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It was late at night.
After confirming that the little girl next to me was breathing evenly and had entered a deep sleep,
Yan Xiao gently took the small hand that was resting on his abs, kissed it, and then reluctantly put it down.
She then quietly rolled out of bed.
She grabbed the flashlight from the bedside table, picked up her shoes with one hand, and quietly went out, closing the door behind her.
When he arrived at the outer room, he first went to the storeroom, found an abandoned military oil drum, and then opened the back door and walked towards the woods not far away.
…
The next day.
It was midday, and the sun outside was still blazing. Stepping outside, you would be met with a suffocating wave of heat.
Just like always.
Yan Xiao was cooking in the kitchen.
Wen Qinghe was reading a book in the room as usual.
There was a small desktop fan on the desk. These past few days, the weather has been hot, so Yan Xiao brought out the generator.
He was mostly away from home during the day, so Wen Qinghe felt that just having a fan on was enough to keep her cool.
Today, Wen Qinghe has already read several of her articles.
Only then did I realize that it seemed unusually quiet outside today.
Can't you hear the cicadas?
Are those annoying cicadas sick?
This even involves a group of people taking leave...
Before she could think it through, a strong aroma of cumin-flavored roasted meat wafted from the main room.
Wen Qinghe sniffled and quickly put down her book.
They rushed to the octagonal table immediately.
I want to see what dishes Chef Yan has prepared today.
Because of the hot weather, Wen Qinghe took out a set of gas cylinders and a gas stove from her space a few days ago to make it easier for Yan Xiao to cook.
It eliminates the need to light a fire in the kitchen and add firewood, which also speeds up the process considerably.
Chef Yan has received new equipment and has been eager to showcase his culinary skills in the past few days.
Whenever Wen Qinghe smelled the aroma of food, she couldn't help but look forward to Yan Xiao's culinary achievements.
Not to mention, it smells especially good today.
She couldn't resist the smell.
But, as she got closer…
What did she see on the dining table...?
There's a plate of dark, ugly-looking worms?!
She almost thought she was seeing things.
The other dishes included braised pork ribs with potatoes, a plate of cold shredded pig's ears, a cream of mushroom soup, and a vegetarian three-delicacy dish.
The key point is that she could clearly sense that the rich, enticing aroma was coming from the plate that had surprised her.
Yan Xiao came in from outside carrying two bowls of rice.
He saw Wen Qinghe standing hesitantly by the dining table.
He suppressed a smile, "Qingbao, aren't you going to eat?"
"Uh... Ah Yan, this ugly thing... is it also a dish?"
To be honest, if it weren't for its ugly appearance, she would have been tempted by the smell and eaten it long ago.
"Hmm, deep-fried cicadas. Want to try some?"
Fearing that Wen Qinghe wouldn't dare to eat, Yan Xiao took the first bite and put it in his mouth.
Wen Qinghe swallowed hard, then asked hesitantly, "Is it...delicious?"
The man responded with an affirmative nod.
Wen Qinghe felt a little calmer. Her hand trembled slightly as she reached out with her chopsticks, but she managed to pick one up in one go, closed her eyes, and stuffed it into her mouth.
Before she could even convince herself otherwise, she was amazed by the taste.
She suddenly opened her eyes wide.
It's delicious!
She stared at the plate, wondering how it could be the culprit disturbing her sleep.
This noisy and ugly little thing, after being processed, almost made her taste it so delicious she almost lost her tongue.
Wen Qinghe ate two bowls of rice and drank most of a bowl of cream of mushroom soup at noon.
And these freshly picked mushrooms are just different!
It was this appetite that startled Yan Xiao.
If he hadn't stopped her, she would have been able to finish the entire bowl of soup, even with her pregnant belly.
…
The consequence of overeating was that Wen Qinghe was holding her stomach and groaning softly on the sofa.
Yan Xiao, feeling both annoyed and helpless, lifted the person onto his lap and rubbed her stomach.
He waited until she felt better before going to the kitchen to wash the dishes and clean up.
Wen Qinghe leaned back in the wooden chair, closed her eyes to rest, but her mind began to wander.
Then I remembered what Yan Xiao meant when he said yesterday, "They won't bother you tomorrow."
She touched her stomach and unconsciously smacked her lips, seemingly still able to recall the aroma of cumin-flavored meat from earlier, and was even somewhat unsatisfied.
So, Yan Xiao came in after washing the dishes in the kitchen.
Then I saw the little girl grinning mischievously, "Ah Yan... can you take me to catch that cicada?"
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