Qiuyan had just arrived here and was very familiar with the place. She followed Lin Wanchun's instructions in everything she did.

Seeing her buying a chicken, she hesitated for a moment and then bought one too.

But she was reluctant to buy a big one and bought a smaller one.

She personally went to the village with Yang Zheng to buy the chicken, spending five yuan.

Qiuyan is actually quite good at cooking. However, although the conditions at her husband's house are not bad, her mother-in-law is very picky and even has to watch her use oil.

When cooking a dish, just lightly grease the pan with lard to add oil.

Don't even think about soy sauce and MSG.

Cooking basically depends on salt.

Under such difficult conditions, Qiuyan tried her best to make the dishes more delicious.

After coming here, she was afraid that if the dishes she cooked were not delicious, Lu Jingsong would dislike her even more, so she gritted her teeth and bought some seasonings.

The hen she bought the day before was cooked into a large dish of chicken, and at this moment the whole kitchen was filled with a delicious smell.

After Qiuyan found Douhua who was playing with firecrackers, she took her to wash her hands.

"Mom, Sister Tingting's rocket launcher is so powerful, it flies so high!"

"Brother Shen Ci also has fireworks. They are colorful and beautiful."

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Although Douhua has returned, it is clear that her heart is still outside.

He excitedly shared with his mother the joy of setting off firecrackers just now.

Although the children in the village also have firecrackers, the varieties are not as rich as those here.

The tofu pudding I had today was really an eye-opener.

Qiuyan was very happy to see that her daughter was becoming more and more cheerful and making so many new friends.

Lu Jingsong, who was standing by, knew that he had just spoken out of turn and wanted to apologize to Qiuyan.

But looking at the mother and daughter who were chatting while washing their hands, he subconsciously swallowed the words in his mouth, as if he was afraid that his voice would disturb the harmonious scene before him.

Douhua seemed to have noticed something and she raised her head.

After seeing that it was the legendary dad, she, who was originally as happy as a little bird, suddenly became like a mouse seeing a cat, daring not to make a sound.

Lu Jingsong: ...

Qiuyan saw Lu Jingsong standing aside and not talking, and thought he also wanted to wash his hands, so she quickly gave up her seat.

"We've done the washing, you can do it now."

As she spoke, she carried the tofu pudding back to the kitchen.

After a while, Lu Jingsong also came back with wet hands. I could tell at a glance that he had just washed his hands as well.

Douhua was sitting on a chair waiting for her mother to give her food.

Looking at Lu Jingsong suddenly, she was completely flustered.

Seeing her like this, Lu Jingsong felt very good.

But he didn't know what to say to her, so he could only sit down in silence.

After a while, Qiuyan had finished three bowls of rice.

Today is the third day of the Lunar New Year. According to the custom in my hometown, we cook dry rice without mixing any sweet potatoes.

Seeing the white rice, Douhua's eyes widened and he also looked at his frightened father.

"Mom...Mom...shall we eat this?"

Her weak voice was full of disbelief, which made me feel sad.

It turns out that when the mother and daughter were in their hometown, they still ate sweet potato porridge during the Chinese New Year, and it was never their turn to eat white rice.

If she hadn't met Lin Wanchun, Qiuyan might have cooked a bowl of sweet potato porridge just for herself and Douhua.

But she will never do such a stupid thing again now.

If she doesn't even respect herself, how can she expect others to respect her?

"Yes, we're having this tonight. Mom also left a big chicken drumstick for you."

As she spoke, she picked up a chicken drumstick and put it in her bowl.

Looking at the big chicken drumstick in the bowl, Douhua couldn't help but swallowed hard.

But she immediately knew what she was thinking and shook her head violently again.

"놊... Douhua놊 wants chicken legs, the chicken legs are for Brother Hongcai."

Lu Hongcai is Douhua's cousin and Lu Jingsong's nephew.

He is the most pampered one in the house. Only he can eat big chicken legs and other things. Anyone else will be scolded if they look at him.

I've been scolded so much for tofu pudding that now I can't help but tremble when I see chicken legs. How dare I eat them?

Seeing that his daughter dared to eat even a chicken leg, Lu Jingsong felt mixed emotions.

He guessed that they had a hard life, but he never thought that they would suffer so much.

Qiuyan felt sorry for her daughter and didn't pay attention to Lu Jingsong's expression.

Patting Douhua's head, she soothed him, "Brother Hongcai is back home. This is the military. Eat whatever you want, Douhua. Don't be afraid. Mom will protect you in the future."

Douhua had no idea about geography. She only vaguely understood that her mother would protect her in the future. She could eat chicken legs in peace without worrying about being scolded by her mother.

Thinking of this, she could no longer resist the temptation of the chicken leg, grabbed the chicken leg in the bowl, and began to devour it voraciously.

Qiuyan was afraid that she would choke, so she quickly gave her a bowl of soup.

"Eat the tofu slowly, don't eat it so hastily."

But how could a child who has been exposed to meaty food all year round slow down when he suddenly eats a chicken leg?

After a while, a chicken leg was eaten clean.

After eating, she still felt a little unsatisfied.

But she just glanced at the chicken in the bowl, and didn't stretch out her chopsticks to pick it up. Instead, she lowered her head and ate her meal obediently.

Qiuyan was afraid that her stomach was empty and she might not be able to bear eating too much meat at once, so she didn't plan to let her eat as much as she wanted.

However, Lu Jingsong mistakenly thought that she dared not pick it up again, so he tried to pick up a piece of chicken for the tofu pudding.

"Here, have some more tofu pudding."

How could Douhua have thought that this father who seemed like a stranger would suddenly give her some chicken?

Suddenly, I froze in place.

Looking at the extra chicken in the bowl, she didn't know whether to eat it or not. For a moment, she was so embarrassed that she couldn't move at all.

Seeing that she seemed to be frightened again, Lu Jingsong felt helpless and guilty.

She didn't even dare to accept her own care.

One can imagine how much he failed in his duty as a father.

Qiuyan glanced at her frightened daughter, and inevitably felt a little more sad.

No matter what grudges there were between her and Lu Jingsong.

At least he is Douhua's father.

Although Douhua said that, Qiuyan knew that she still longed for her father's love in her heart.

Thinking of this, she softened her voice and soothed him, "Don't be afraid, Douhua. He is your father. This is the chicken your father gave you. Eat it quickly."

Hearing this, Douhua looked up at her mother. Seeing the encouragement in her eyes, she seemed to have found support and picked up the chicken in the bowl and started eating.

Seeing that she was willing to accept the flesh he was holding, Lu Jingsong breathed a sigh of relief visibly.

He raised his eyes to look at the woman opposite him, but saw that she was eating her meal quietly and didn't even look at him.

It was as if there was nothing here worthy of her attention except tofu pudding.

Lu Jingsong frowned.

Why did she say the same thing as Dongxue?

Does she really like him?