The tricycle drove all the way to the courtyard of the house.

A middle-aged woman came out of the house, wiping her hands on her apron. She shouted in a loud and cheerful voice, "Qingzhi, hurry up, the dishes are ready, and we're waiting for you to eat."

Wang Yanmei was really happy. She had just washed the chopping board halfway when she heard the noise and hurried out. Before she could wipe her hands clean, someone hugged her.

Xu Qingzhi hugged her and said, "Mom, I miss you."

Wang Yanmei's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. When the people let go, she looked at her daughter worriedly and asked softly, "What happened? Was she bullied outside?"

"No." Xu Qingzhi shook his head, "I just missed you and dad, so I came back."

"Well, you can come back anytime you want. Mom won't stop you. Let's not talk about it anymore. Put your food down and eat. The chicken and duck should be eaten while they are hot." Wang Yanmei called.

The family of three sat down at the dinner table.

There were four dishes on the table: a pot of ginger fried chicken, a pot of beer duck, a pot of corn and pork ribs soup, and a bowl of stir-fried water spinach.

Why do I say it is a basin? Because the chicken, duck and soup are all very big and cannot be put into a bowl. In my hometown, big dishes are only put into stainless steel basins.

Xu Qingzhi knew it was delicious just by smelling it.

She picked up a piece of chicken and put it in her mouth.

Wang Yanmei held the chopsticks in her hand without moving, and asked tentatively: "Qingzhi, how does it taste?"

Xu Qingzhi chewed it twice. The chicken was fresh, tender and chewy, with the flavor of ginger and the strength of his mother's special wine jug chili. He swallowed it.

I picked up another piece of beer duck. The duck meat was stewed more tenderly, and it tasted fresh, spicy, and had a slight aroma of cinnamon and star anise.

The corn and pork ribs soup is purer, with very little saltiness, and more of the sweetness of the corn and the original flavor of the pork ribs.

"tasty!"

Wang Yanmei smiled again and put the chicken leg in her bowl: "As long as it tastes good, you should eat more. You've lost weight after working so hard outside. You need to eat more."

Wang Yanmei shook her head and sighed, "Mom is old. Last time when I cooked for your grandpa's birthday, I forgot to add salt to the fried chicken and was laughed at by relatives for a long time. I'm afraid I'll make the same mistake again this time and you won't like it either."

"Mom, your cooking is the best in the world!" Xu Qingzhi meant what she said. From childhood to adulthood, she had never eaten anyone's cooking that was better than her mother's.

She picked up the big chicken leg and put it in her mouth, and heard a voice in her mind. "Gaga ga~" Master, when will you let us out? Zhaocai also wants to eat chicken legs! "Meow~" Yuanbao +1.

This spiritual space is integrated with her spiritual consciousness, so she is the only one who can hear the sounds of Zhaocai and Yuanbao trapped in the space.

We have to think of a way. We can't stay locked in the spiritual space forever.

Xu Fuqiang drank the medicinal wine he brewed himself, ate some side dishes, and asked, "Qingzhi, how many days will you be back this time? Your room doesn't have an air conditioner. It's hot this summer, and if you stay here for a long time, Dad will ask the air conditioner installer to install one tomorrow. We won't install it for the time being since you're only staying for a few days, and this year's rice hasn't been harvested yet."

"I'm not going back, and I've sold the house." Xu Qingzhi said.

"What?" Wang Yanmei's already loud voice suddenly rose, "Qingzhi, why did you sell the house too!"

"I'm back..." Xu Qingzhi was once a big shot in the world of immortal cultivation, but under his mother's eyes that were as big as copper bells, the word "elderly care" was particularly hot to his mouth, so he changed it to: "farming!"

"Yes, I will come back to farm and stay with you." Xu Qingzhi repeated, "You and dad are old, I can take care of you."

(End of this chapter)