Xiaoguo's voice was very loud, and the people behind him could hear it clearly.

Sure enough, when people heard this, they stopped talking and left one after another to go home.

On the way, Qin Anming heard Xiaoguo talking about Sister Yang, who helped him a lot. He was very grateful to her.

"Thank you so much, sister-in-law. Our Xiaoguo is indebted to you for taking care of us."

Qin Anming thanked her sincerely.

When Mrs. Yang found out who the other person was, she laughed heartily, "Oh, it's okay, it's just a small matter, and Xiaoguo has helped me a lot! It's my duty!"

They exchanged a few more pleasantries at the intersection. Finally, Qin Anming's body could no longer bear it and he coughed a few times. Xiao Guo then hurriedly said goodbye to Mrs. Yang and hurried home.

Xiaoguo handed the key to Zhuangzhuang and asked him to open the door. Xiaoguo drove the donkey cart directly into the house, and Zhuangzhuang followed behind to close the door.

As soon as I entered the door, the chickens, ducks and cows in the house started calling, as if they were asking little Guozhuang for food.

As soon as Qin Anming entered the yard, he was shocked by the scene in front of him. He thought that seeing it with his own eyes was better than hearing Xiaoguo's description.

The chickens and ducks in the yard, the green seedlings in the wide vegetable patch, and the strange-colored cows seen through the window inside the house. After the famine, the family was able to become so wealthy. It seemed that his sister was doing really well. Only then did he feel relieved and breathed a sigh of relief!

After parking the donkey cart in the yard and unloading it, Xiaoguo carefully helped Qin Anming walk into the house.

Xiaoguo was planning to clean up the house where Jiang's mother lived before she passed away and let him live in it, but he came suddenly today and Xiaoguo didn't have time to clean it up. She could only arrange Qin Anming to live in her own room first and clean up that room in the afternoon.

After settling Qin Anming down, Zhuangzhuang was still thinking about the chickens, ducks, cows and donkeys, and the first thing he did when he came back was to feed them.

Xiaoguo walked into the yard and came to the donkey cart. She took out the spare ribs that she had prepared to bring to Qin Anming in the morning from the basket and stewed a bowl of spare rib soup for him at noon.

Because Qin Anming is still sick, he can't eat heavy food, so he mainly eats light food.

Xiao Guo first blanched the chopped pork ribs, put them into a clay pot filled with boiling water, added a little salt, and started stewing on the stove.

Then I started to prepare the staple food. I kneaded a bowl of noodles into a smooth dough, took out a sharp knife, opened the lid of the pot, revealing the soup that I had just prepared with shredded pork and cabbage. I held the dough in my left hand and the knife in my right hand, and with a few cuts, a noodle of the right thickness was put into the pot. It fell into the boiling soup with a plop.

Xiaoguo quickly cut the dough with the knife.

Zhuangzhuang sniffed, smelling the air, and came to the kitchen, "Mom, what delicious food are you cooking?"

Xiaoguo looked down at Zhuangzhuang and said, "Mom is making knife-cut noodles for lunch today."

Zhuangzhuang asked curiously what knife-cut noodles were. Xiaoguo explained to him the origin of knife-cut noodles. After listening, Zhuangzhuang looked regretful.

If I had known earlier, I would not have fed them first, then I could have seen the whole process of my mother making freshly cut noodles.

Xiaoguo saw his regret, patted the excess noodles with both hands, squatted down, and pinched Zhuangzhuang's already round face, "Mom will make it for you later."

Zhuangzhuang was happy then. Seeing that he was fine, Xiaoguo let him go into the house to play with his uncle. She would bring the meal in when it was ready.

Zhuangzhuang nodded and trotted into the house.

Xiaoguo turned around and lifted the lid of the casserole to avoid the hot steam from the noodles. She waited for the steam to dissipate, then stirred with a spoon. She scooped out a spoonful of soup to see its color. The protein and fat in the bones had been fully cooked out, and the soup had turned white. Xiaoguo poked the ribs and the meat was already soft.

Xiaoguo turned off the fire, went into the house holding the two ends of the pot with a rag, and lifted the lid.

"Zhuangzhuang, bring your uncle out for dinner."

Xiao Guo shouted into the house. She originally wanted to bring the food in. Qin Anming was not feeling well and it was difficult for him to come out. However, there was no room for the table in the house. The only table in the house was in the main room. On the other hand, the table was too big and could not be moved through the door of the inner room.

While Xiaoguo went to the kitchen to get the noodles, Zhuangzhuang came out supporting Qin Anming. Qin Anming looked at the table and his stomach couldn't help but growl.

As soon as the voice came out, Qin Anming quickly lowered his head and looked at Zhuangzhuang to see if he had noticed.

Seeing that Zhuangzhuang was still supporting him seriously and didn't notice anything strange, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In fact, when Xiaoguo was cooking just now, I smelled the fragrance in the room. Although I hadn't eaten meat for a long time, I could still smell it right away. Xiaoguo was stewing meat, and the fragrance was like a hook hanging on me on the bed.

The body, which was already hungry for water, cried out subconsciously, and all the internal organs seemed to be on strike, making mournful sounds.

Finally they walked to the table and sat down. Xiaoguo also came in from outside carrying noodles. After putting down the noodles, she first took a bowl and filled Qin Anming with a bowl of soup, which contained half of the spare ribs.

"Brother, drink some soup first to fill your stomach."

He took the bowl from Xiaoguo's hand, picked up the spoon with great effort, and drank a mouthful of the soup. As soon as it slid down his throat, he felt an instant warmth throughout his internal organs, and his clamoring organs were instantly calmed down.

Qin Anming didn't bother to speak, for fear of scaring Xiaoguo. He tried his best to suppress the urge to wolf down the food. He reminded himself to eat slowly and not to rush.

After Xiaoguo handed the bowl to Qin Anming, she continued to serve rice to Zhuangzhuang and placed a bowl of knife-cut noodles with shredded pork and cabbage in front of Zhuangzhuang.

"Eat slowly, it's a little hot."

Xiaoguo reminded Zhuangzhuang, afraid that he might burn his tongue.

Zhuangzhuang first picked up a noodle, blew on the hot air, and counted down to ten seconds in his heart. This was what his mother taught him.

Xiaoguo felt relieved when she saw that one or two of them were so worry-free. She was used to taking care of Zhuangzhuang, and now with the addition of a brother, she was really afraid that she would be overwhelmed. But for now, it seems to be doing well!

After Qin Anming finished his soup and ate his spareribs, Xiaoguo served him a bowl of mushy noodles.

Qin Anming finished the last noodle, put down the bowl, and couldn't help but burp.

Zhuangzhuang finished the soup in the bowl, spat out the last piece of bone, and then burped loudly.

"Uncle, your fight is not as loud as mine~"

Zhuangzhuang seemed to be proud and competed with Qin Anming in the volume of his burps.

Qin Anming, who was a little embarrassed at first, was interrupted by Zhuangzhuang. He threw away all his shyness and started laughing along with Zhuangzhuang.

Xiaoguo drank the soup slowly, watching the two of them fighting, and looked at Zhuangzhuang with even gentler eyes. He is worthy of being my Zhuangzhuang, so considerate.

Xiaoguo recently discovered that Zhuangzhuang seemed to be very sensitive to people's emotional changes, just like that day, when she had a stomachache due to the sudden arrival of her period. Although she did not show any strange expression and her tone did not change, Zhuangzhuang could still see that something was wrong from her occasional frown, and asked her at a glance if she was feeling unwell.

Zhuangzhuang must have seen Qin Anming's embarrassed expression just now, so he burped to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Xiaoguo really thinks Zhuangzhuang is so heartwarming, with high IQ and EQ. It is a blessing that such an outstanding son is his.