"What about the new home?"
"It's all ready, we're just waiting for New Year's Day so we can go together!"
After hearing what Xia Yu said, Old Xia looked hesitant.
"Xiaoyu, why don't your mom and I not go?"
He was afraid of embarrassing Xia Yu. People are afraid of unfamiliar things, and Old Xia is no exception.
"Go, why not? The people going to Wenju this time are just the younger generation, and they are all my good friends. It's okay to meet them. It's a good opportunity to get to know each other."
Xia Yu began to persuade.
"Besides, my home is yours and Mom's home. I even reserved a room for you!"
"Well, then, let's go."
Old Xia thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he put aside his concerns and decided to go together when the time came.
Xia Yu picked up his luggage and went up the mountain with Old Xia. Lin Shuqin was cleaning up the slaughtered chickens and ducks. When she saw the father and son coming up, her eyes fell on Xia Yu's luggage.
Just a bag, this guy probably didn’t buy any local specialties.
Lin Shuqin immediately breathed a sigh of relief, because Xia Yu had not finished eating the specialties he bought from his last trip to Europe, and there were still some left from the ones he brought back from the Maple Leaf Country last year.
But then again, what specialty does Magnesium have? Guns?
Xia Yu did get a gun from the Maple Leaf Country, but he didn't bring it back.
"Mom, let me do it!"
Throwing the luggage to Old Xia, Xia Yu rolled up his sleeves and was about to come to help.
He was forced to do this because Lin Shuqin's cooking was not tasty. It would be better for him to cook by himself and have enough food and clothing.
Xia Yu cleaned up while chatting with his parents, and soon made a sumptuous dinner in the small kitchen.
"Hmm, why is this chicken so delicious? It's of a much better quality than before."
After taking a bite of chicken leg, Xia Yu said in surprise.
He didn't activate his cooking skills today, so his cooking skills were just above average, but the quality of the chicken today was not at all as delicious as before +3.
“It really works.”
The couple looked at each other, and Lin Shuqin nodded.
"What effect?"
Xia Yu was also stunned. What were these two people talking about?
"Look, last time you made poached chicken, didn't you play a cello piece for the chicken? It just so happens that your mom has been practicing diligently lately and has gotten a little better at the guqin, so she played a piece for the chickens before she killed them."
Old Xia explained seriously, and Xia Yu finally understood. So that's how it was!
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