Xu Huaian helped Gu Qinghuan, and the young couple quickly prepared a table full of delicious food.

As the time for their departure drew closer, he wished he could stick with his wife all the time; he could never see her enough.

Of course, it's inevitable to steal a kiss from time to time, hold hands, etc.

When young lovers are in love, even a glance at each other can make their hearts beat fast and their hearts flutter.

Zhong Zijun naturally saw the subtle changes between the two, was happy to see it, and was happy for them.

In the past, Gu Qinghuan obviously didn't care about Xu Huaian, but she had a one-sided love for that silly Xu Huaian. But now, it's good, the couple is in love and getting along well, it can't be better.

After all, things were not clear in the end. Her life had been ruined, and she didn't want her daughter to end up with regrets like her.

She had already had a long talk with her daughter about Xu Huai'an going to work.

After knowing Gu Qinghuan's thoughts, she was completely relieved.

It is not too idealistic for two people to live together, nor is it just to reap the rewards without paying.

Gu Qinghuan took the initiative to help Xu Huaian support the family and let him go to break in. It was a very correct decision.

However, during this period, she will inevitably bear more pressure, whether it is housework or social pressure.

On the one hand, Zhong Zijun feels sorry for her daughter, on the other hand, she hopes that the young couple can get rid of the shackles of their identities and create their own world.

Deep down, she didn't want her daughter to stay in this small mountain village for the rest of her life.

She can, but Gu Qinghuan can't.

In fact, leaving aside the factor of her daughter, she herself supports Xu Huai'an to go to work. After all, men are the pillars of a family and determine the quality of life and future of the family.

In her heart, she also looked down on the kind of man who only knew how to be a mother-in-law and a boss at home, but was worthless when she went out.

If a man doesn't protect his wife and children and doesn't make money to support his family, what's the point of having such a man?

A man should be a real man. He should use his pen to bring peace to the world and his martial arts to decide the fate of the world.

Of course, it's not that women are worse than men, but the social environment is like this, and the requirements for women are too harsh.

Many men can do things easily and get treated well, which is like heaven for women.

Zhong Zijun never favored boys over girls. On the contrary, she was spoiled by Zhong Weiqian and his wife since she was a child. She was treated unfairly compared to many other women.

She studied, had her own career, raised her own children as she pleased, and her husband listened to her in everything.

Back then, when the Zhong family had not yet fallen on hard times, Gu Chuan pretended to respect her opinions on everything.

So she understands better that some fairness is based on relative economic foundations.

If Gu Qinghuan had lived in the countryside all her life, she would have been shackled to this world and gradually become like all other rural women, working from dawn to dusk, resting from dusk, and repeating the same cycle over and over again.

If Xu Huaian succeeds in his career, Gu Qinghuan's status will rise accordingly.

Now the temporary sacrifice and hard work are worth it.

This is a mother's secret hope that her daughter will live a good life.

She didn't know how society would develop in the future, nor did she know that her daughter would be able to create a world for herself.

But she has good intentions, and this is the best choice for Gu Qinghuan at the moment.

Gu Qinghuan couldn't tell her that the college entrance examination would be resumed soon, and she would be able to return to the city on her own then.

There is no way to tell her that she has her own space and spiritual spring, and she can live a stable life without relying on Xu Huaian.

She just hugged her mother gently.

Parents who love their children will plan long-term for them.

This was the first time in her past and present lives that she experienced such a complex and passionate love.

Let's have a hot lunch together.

In the afternoon, Ji Linhai and Old Master Ji came over, also bringing a basket of things.

Similarly, it is basically some dried meat and dry goods.

Gu Qinghuan didn't have the nerve to ask others for things, and besides, he already had enough prepared at home.

Old Master Ji said with a stern face: "Girl, if you don't accept our things, we won't have any contact with each other in the future!

Every time you called for dinner, your uncle Ji and I would come running over without being polite to you, and you wouldn't be polite to us either.

Besides, I am old, your uncle Ji’s cooking skills are not that good, and our family is not that well off. We should have invited you to dinner during the New Year and other festivals, but we didn’t, and I feel very embarrassed.

You must accept these things, they are our token of appreciation.”

Ji Linhai was not good at saying these polite words. He helplessly spread his hands and looked at Zhong Zijun, hoping that she would say something to ask Gu Qinghuan to accept these things.

Ever since he gave Zhong Zijun the gift that day, he has been feeling uneasy, fearing that Zhong Zijun would refuse it and return it to him as it was.

There has been no movement these days, and Ji Linhai's heart is full of hope.

Given Zhong Zijun's temper, he didn't back down, which means he still has hope.

When the two met again, Zhong Zijun felt a little embarrassed. She could no longer remain calm as before and did not dare to meet his eyes.

Ji Linhai was a little disappointed when he saw her avoiding his gaze.

Gu Qinghuan finally accepted the gifts sent by Ji Linhai and his son.

Xu Huaian and others had more and more luggage.

In addition to their own clothes, shoes and socks, Gu Qinghuan prepared beef jerky and cold rabbit, Zhong Zijun and the Ji family prepared dried pheasants, rabbits, and various dry goods.

The last dinner of Lantern Festival was prepared by the whole family together.

Grilled lamb chops, braised pork with potatoes, shredded pork with Beijing sauce, steamed sea bass, steamed egg with shrimp, tofu, chicken in a steamed pot, glutinous rice balls, red bean rice pudding, halved pork trotters, crispy pork, and Feilong soup.

The staple food is a pot of white flour steamed buns.

"These days, eating such a delicious meal is no less delicious than a full Manchu-Han banquet in the past.

Thank you, Miss Gu, for giving us old people the opportunity to eat such delicious food in our lifetime." Grandpa Ji said with emotion.

Zhong Weiqian also nodded: "Yes! I haven't seen such a good feast for many years.

They fly in the sky, run on the ground, swim in the river, grow on the ground, basically they have everything.”

“It’s not a full-course meal, but it’s a good meal.”

Everyone knew that Gu Qinghuan had some channels to get good things, so they didn't ask too many questions.

Gu Qinghuan didn't explain much, and let them think that he got it from the black market.

"Well, it's delicious! The shredded pork with Beijing sauce tastes exactly the same as the one I eat at the time-honored restaurant in Beijing. Is this made by Zijun?" Old Master Ji also loves meat, and his first chopsticks went straight for the meat.

Zhong Zijun nodded sheepishly. Her cooking of other dishes was average, but she was very good at making shredded pork with Beijing sauce because she had learned how to make it. So she showed off her skills today.

Upon hearing this, Ji Linhai quickly took a chopstick and tasted it. To be honest, he was a rough eater and would eat anything. He really couldn't taste any difference between the Beijing-style shredded pork with sauce cooked by others and the other. It tasted good anyway.

But this did not prevent him from appreciating and praising.

"Yes, it's delicious." He only wanted to think of the word delicious.

Zhong Zijun turned away in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Gu Qinghuan deliberately teased Ji Linhai to ease the atmosphere.

"Uncle Ji, is my cooking not delicious?"