Before long, Xiao Bao and Xia Sen arrived. As soon as they entered, Xia Sen sniffed, "Wow, it smells so good! Did Sister Yue Huai make something delicious?"
The little princess jumped up excitedly, "Yes, yes, I can't wait!"
Before long, a sumptuous meal was laid out on the table. The braised pork belly was tempting in color and stewed to perfection; the handmade noodles were chewy and smooth, and drizzled with a special sauce, making them incredibly delicious; the vegetables were fresh and crisp, as if carrying the breath of spring.
Xiao Bao and Xia Sen stared wide-eyed, and the little princess couldn't wait to pick up her chopsticks and try the delicious food.
Xu Yuehuai watched them eat with satisfaction, a contented smile spreading across her face. She knew her cooking skills had been recognized, and that made her happier than anything else.
"Sister Yuehuai, your cooking is always the best!" the little princess praised as she ate.
Zhou Wan laughed and said from the side, "Have I made you any bad food these past few days?"
The little princess quickly replied, "No, no, Sister Zhou's cooking is the second best in the world."
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but laugh. The kitchen was filled with laughter and cheerful chatter.
Everyone's face was beaming with happiness, as if nothing in the world could be more delicious than this meal.
Xu Yuehuai watched all this with a heart full of satisfaction. She knew that her efforts had not been in vain; both her culinary skills and her dedication had been rewarded handsomely.
Everyone enjoyed the meal very much.
Every bite was filled with the taste of happiness, and every moment was worth treasuring. Looking at their contented expressions, Xu Yuehuai felt a surge of happiness herself.
She knows that her culinary skills are not just a technique, but also a way of conveying emotions. Each dish is a work of art she creates with care, and every bite conveys her love and warmth.
After dinner, everyone sat around in the living room chatting.
Xu Yuehuai served everyone desserts she had made herself—mango pudding and red bean soup.
The little princess took a bite of the mango pudding and her eyes lit up immediately. "Wow, this pudding is so delicious!"
Xia Sen also praised it highly, saying, "The red bean soup is also great, sweet but not cloying."
Xu Yuehuai smiled at them and said, "These are nothing, as long as you like them."
Zhou Wan laughed and said, "It seems that your mother will be your personal chef from now on."
Everyone laughed, and Xu Yuehuai laughed especially heartily. At that moment, time seemed to stand still. A warm atmosphere filled the living room, and everyone's face beamed with happiness.
Xu Yuehuai looked at them, her heart filled with emotion. She knew that this was the life she had been pursuing—sharing delicious food, laughter, and warm moments with family and friends.
As night fell, Xia Sen and the little princess went back to rest, each with a satisfied and happy smile on their face.
Everything returned to calm, but Xu Yuehuai's mood was different than before. She felt incredibly satisfied and happy with everything that had happened today.
She knew that this was the life she was looking for—to cook delicious food with care and to share laughter and warm moments with family and friends.
Qi Guze put his arm around Xu Yuehuai, who was holding the sleeping baby in her arms, and they went back to their room together.
The room was quiet and peaceful, with warm yellow light shining on the bed, adding to the cozy atmosphere.
Qi Guze carefully placed Xu Yuehuai and Xiaobao on the bed, his movements so gentle as if he were afraid of waking Xiaobao.
Xu Yuehuai stroked Xiaobao's soft hair, a happy smile spreading across her face. Qi Guze sat by the bed, watching the mother and son with eyes full of doting affection.
“We can give Xiaobao a formal name now,” Xu Yuehuai said softly, her voice full of anticipation.
Qi Guze turned to look at her, a warm smile flashing in his eyes, "What name do you want to give Xiaobao?"
Xu Yuehuai looked at Xiaobao sleeping on the bed. He was very well-behaved and cute, with rosy cheeks and long eyelashes trembling slightly under the light.
She looked at him tenderly, a smile playing on her lips. "So dashing! Qi Zi'ang! What do you think?"
Upon hearing this, a glint of approval flashed in Qi Guze's eyes, and he nodded, "Okay."
Upon hearing his reply, Xu Yuehuai smiled with delight, "My little Ang, my good son!"
She gently kissed Xiao Bao on the cheek, her face radiant with maternal love. Qi Guze looked at the mother and son, his heart filled with emotion.
He reached out and gently stroked Xu Yuehuai's cheek, his eyes filled with love. "You've worked hard."
Xu Yuehuai felt his tenderness. She smiled slightly, a hint of shyness in her eyes, "For our child, it's all worth it, no matter how hard it is."
As night deepened, the warm yellow light inside the room gradually softened. Qi Guze and Xu Yuehuai exchanged a smile and lay down to rest together.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still, with only the sounds of their breathing filling the air, creating a heartwarming scene. Qi Guze's arms were tightly around Xu Yuehuai, offering her warmth and strength.
Xu Yuehuai gently patted Qi Ziang's back and hummed a lullaby softly and melodiously.
Gradually, Qi Ziang's breathing became steady, and he had clearly drifted into a sweet dream.
Looking at the mother and son, Qi Guze felt a surge of emotions welling up inside him. He knew that this little family was his everything, the most precious treasure in his life.
He secretly vowed that no matter what the future held, he would protect the mother and child and never abandon them.
A gentle breeze rustled through the treetops outside the window, bringing with it a refreshing scent of grass and trees. Moonlight streamed through the window, casting a silvery veil over the warm and inviting scene.
The peace and beauty of this moment seemed to be frozen into an eternal picture, deeply imprinted in the hearts of Qi Guze and Xu Yuehuai.
As night deepened, the lights inside the room gradually dimmed. Qi Guze and Xu Yuehuai's breathing also gradually calmed down, and they both drifted off to sleep.
Only Qi Ziang's breathing echoed in the quiet night, like a beautiful lullaby, foreshadowing a bright future for this family.
The next day, as dawn broke, soft sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains and fell upon the bed in the room.
Xu Yuehuai slowly opened her eyes, feeling somewhat dazed for a moment. As her consciousness gradually cleared, she suddenly realized that Qi Guze was no longer beside her. She sat up quietly, listening intently. The room was quiet, with only the even breathing of her son, Qi Zi'ang.
Xu Yuehuai put on her coat, got out of bed, and walked to the door, about to push it open and leave. Suddenly, she remembered Qi Guze's solemn expression and unspoken words from last night.
Feeling uneasy, she hesitated for a moment, but decided to go out and find out what was going on.
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