Chapter 15 Delusions...
Ren Qingsong's eyebrows met as he spoke, and he truly didn't know what to do with Miya.
At that moment, Miya noticed Ren Qingsong's cold expression and recalled the warning he had given her last time.
She jumped up from the stool, trying to explain incoherently.
"Third Brother, I didn't go up the mountain on purpose. I was picking some wild vegetables with Da Ni when we stumbled upon the pheasant. We just grabbed it casually and it didn't cause any danger."
"And...and I couldn't find you this morning, so I didn't have a chance to tell you."
Ren Qingsong almost laughed out of anger at Miya's last sentence. In the end, it was his fault for venturing into dangerous places.
Since we can't change Miya, we'll change the environment.
Having made up his mind, Ren Qingsong stopped worrying about it and handed the bag in his hand to Miya.
"What's this?"
Miya took the bags with a puzzled look and opened them one by one, revealing the contents hidden inside.
"food!"
The moment the words left her mouth, she looked across the room in surprise, not expecting that so much grain had been brought over in just one day.
“Didn’t you say you were going to eat at home from now on? I’ve exchanged most of the meal tickets I received for grain rations, and I’ll be eating and drinking at home from now on.”
Upon hearing this, Miya excitedly patted her chest loudly, "Third Brother, don't worry, I will definitely make sure you have a full meal."
The heavy load of grain in her hands was the best stabilizer, and her heart instantly calmed down.
The next second, he turned around and put the grain into the warehouse. Looking at the grain piled up in the corner, a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.
Then, Miya took out a large bowl from home, ladled out half a bowl of the cooked chicken soup, and began to explain:
"Da Ni and I found the pheasant together, and we each got half."
Ren Qingsong nodded. "You can distribute your own things."
Miya felt a mix of emotions upon hearing these words. They clearly agreed with her actions, but they just didn't sound the same as what her previous husband's family had said.
She tried to control the increasingly loud heartbeat in her ears, ladled out half a bowl of chicken soup, and took out the other half of the chicken.
Next, pour all the prepared shepherd's purse dumplings into the chicken soup to make a delicious and refreshing chicken soup dumpling soup.
Miya subconsciously handed the chicken to Ren Qingsong, "Third Brother, have some chicken."
"You eat first." Ren Qingsong pushed the plate back.
Miya now clearly realized that Ren Qingsong was serious about everything he said. She slightly lifted her eyelids, met Ren Qingsong's bright eyes, and quickly looked away.
Then, she reached out her chopsticks toward the familiar chicken wing. The pheasant, which had been stewing for nearly three hours, was already tender and falling off the bone. With a gentle pull, the chicken wing immediately fell into Miya's hand.
Just as she was about to put the wing into the bowl, a chicken leg filled the bowl first.
Looking up, Ren Qingsong still hadn't put his chopsticks back in his hand.
Miya instinctively wanted to refuse, but the words stuck in her throat. Suddenly, she remembered what Ren Qingsong had just said.
Can't she enjoy the best part of what she has earned herself?
A strange thought tightly entangled Miya's fixed mindset formed over the first ten years of her life, unconsciously giving rise to a kind of "delusion".
This time, Miya didn't say no as she usually does.
Instead, he stared blankly at the chicken leg in the bowl, which was full of meat, and slowly ate all the chicken wings off his chopsticks, leaving not a single piece of meat behind.
Next came the chicken leg; the satisfaction of having your mouth stuffed full of meat made you feel unconsciously happy.
At this moment, the shepherd's purse dumplings, which were cooking in the chicken soup, floated on the surface of the soup one by one, like swimming on their backs.
Ren Qingsong served Miya a bowl of food first before eating it himself.
Miya ate the shepherd's purse dumplings without really tasting them. When she came to her senses, her stomach was already full and even slightly bulging.
She tried to breathe deeply, trying to hide the fact that she hadn't done much work today, yet she had eaten so much.
Even more terrifying, Ren Qingsong actually tried to put dumplings into her bowl.
Miya subconsciously put her hand over the bowl, "Third Brother, I've eaten a lot, I'm full."
Ren Qingsong's sharp eyes swept over Miya, confirming that she was telling the truth, before he stopped feeding her and then ate all the remaining food by himself.
It has to be said that this was the best meal he had since joining the army.
The shepherd's purse is tender, the eggs are crispy and fragrant, the dumpling skin is smooth and chewy, and the chicken soup is so delicious it's almost unbelievable. All these flavors combined make you want to swallow your tongue.
Miya opened her eyes wide in shock, her gaze involuntarily shifting to Ren Qingsong's stomach, wanting to see if he was as full as she was.
Upon closer inspection, there was absolutely no difference. I really want to know where all the dumplings went.
Before she could even think of a place to go, she suddenly realized that Ren Qingsong was about to wash the dishes.
"Third Brother, I'll wash the dishes!"
"You work hard cooking, I'll wash the dishes."
Ren Qingsong moved his hand away, picked up the earthenware pot and bowls and chopsticks, and walked towards the pool outside.
Miya jogged to catch up, nagging a bit, "What kind of family has a man washing dishes? If people see that, they'll laugh at us."
"Our family."
The unexpected answer struck Miya hard in the heart, a bittersweet feeling flowing through her.
But the more she did this, the more she wanted to do more, and she couldn't help but recall the scene she saw when she woke up this morning.
"Third Brother, what time did you get up this morning? I didn't hear a sound."
“You just came from your hometown, so it’s normal for you to sleep soundly since it’s your first time sleeping at home. I usually get up at five to exercise, so it’s better if I don’t disturb your sleep.”
Five o'clock?
Miya tried hard to match this time point with the hour, and finally concluded that it was about the hour of Mao (5-7 AM).
In an instant, an idea came to mind.
After lunch, the two tidied up the things that urgently needed to be organized on the downstairs floor.
Ren Qingsong also chopped up more scrap wood for firewood and piled it up on the open ground downstairs for people to use.
"Miya, I'm going to work. If you need anything, just go to Aunt Liu."
"I know, Third Brother, you can go without worry."
Miya imitated the actions of others, waving goodbye until Ren Qingsong's figure disappeared from sight.
She quickly turned around and went back into the house, knocking the military overcoat that Sister Liu had lent her and the soap that Ren Qingsong had specially bought into the enamel basin.
Carrying a bowl of stewed chicken soup, she walked slowly down the mountain.
She encountered many people on the way, and some of them saw the military coat in Miya's hand, their eyes flashing with jealousy and greed.
Ma Dahua and Old Lady Zhang are among the best examples, clearly still resentful about losing money before.
Sensing the malicious gazes, Miya quickened her pace and hurried towards Sister Liu's house.
"Da Ni!"
"Da Ni!"
The next second, a short figure rushed out of the main room, waving her arms excitedly, "Sister Miya, you're here!"
"Big brother."
Miya raised the chicken soup in her hand and gently waved in response.
Da Wa immediately noticed the insulated lunchbox in Mi Ya's hand and wondered why her older sister Mi Ya had brought a lunchbox.
Inside the house, Da Ni stood right behind Da Wa and immediately spotted the clothes in Mi Ya's arms. "Miya, I've packed up the clothes I took off and I'll be right there."
After saying that, he hurriedly ran into the house, and Miya couldn't stop him in time.
"No rush..."
Da Wa ran down the stairs, wanting to call Mi Ya to play with him. He now knows quite a few friends in the residential compound.
Before he could speak, Miya handed him the chicken soup.
"This is chicken soup made from the pheasant that your older sister and I caught this morning. Take it home and drink it quickly."
Upon hearing the words "chicken soup for the soul," the eldest child's mind completely forgot about his friends and was preoccupied with what chicken soup tasted like.
He instinctively took the bag and ran home, wanting to show it to his mother.
Da Ni, who was rushing out with her clothes, happened to see this scene. She was so ashamed that her face turned bright red.
"Big brother, give it back!"
"Big sister?" Da Wa asked in confusion, pulling his foot back and looking back and forth between his big sister and Miya.
“Da Ni, the chicken we caught should be split equally. I’ve already made chicken soup. And if you don’t take it, I’ll be too embarrassed to ask you to come up the mountain with me next time.”
“Miya, I…” Upon hearing this, Dani felt an instant pang of her own tongue-tiedness.
"Don't you want to come up the mountain with me?"
"Don't do that again next time," was the only sentence that Dani could come up with after thinking it over.
The eldest child realized that his older sister had accepted the chicken soup, so he carried the lunchbox upstairs to show it to his mother, who was working at home.
A short while later, Liu Limei appeared in front of Miya carrying a lunchbox.
"Miya, I'll accept your kind offer, even if it's a bit embarrassing. There are some red dates in the lunchbox that we brought from our hometown. They're good for your health, so eat more since you're thin."
"Thank you, sister-in-law."
Miya knew that giving and receiving was normal, and since red dates were good for health and could help her third brother, she didn't refuse.
She didn't take the clothes, but instead held up the clothes in her hands, saying, "Sister-in-law, Da Ni and I are going to do laundry together later. I'll get them when I get back."
"become."
Liu Limei nodded, withdrew her hand, and noticed that the clothes in Miya's hand were obviously the military overcoat she had borrowed. It was too big, and Miya had to press it down hard with her hands to keep it in the basin.
"Miya, the clothes look quite clean to me, there's no need for you to wash them."
"No, sister-in-law, look!"
Miya turned over the spot where she had stepped, and there was a shoe print about two fingers wide on the corner of her clothes.
"I must wash it clean before returning it to my sister-in-law."
Liu Limei really wanted to say it was nothing to worry about; the dust would just be brushed off. The water was cold in early spring, and the military overcoat was thick and heavy. How could people not worry about Miya, a young girl, washing it?
But seeing Mia's determined expression, she had no choice but to send all three of her children out to help.
A short while later, Miya and her three companions appeared at a secluded spot on the bank of the stream.
As soon as Miya and Dani squatted down, they immediately began washing clothes.
Miya washed her own clothes first. She took out the soap, gently rubbed it on the wet clothes, and rubbed them with her hands. Dense little bubbles appeared on the clothes.
Da Wa and Er Ni were rummaging through the stones when they soon discovered a small stone crab hiding underneath them.
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