"Sister Yao, I made some pork rib soup to nourish the kids. Actually, there's not much else to do. Could you help me peel and cut the potatoes into big chunks? We can put them in later. They're very filling, so we won't need to cook rice. We can eat the soup, the meat, and the potatoes and be full."
Xiao Yao thought it was just soup with some meat floating on top, but she was taken aback when she realized that Mo Qianshang had stewed pork ribs.
"How did you make this pork rib soup? How much did you buy? Qianqian, you can't keep spending money like this. What will you do when you run out of money?"
When Ms. Yao opened the pot lid, she saw a pot full of pork rib soup. She had never seen so much meat, not even during the Chinese New Year. How much money must this cost?
"I didn't buy much. Money can be earned back. Besides, I won't run out of money in a day or two. You can rest assured."
After calming Yao down, Mo Qianshang went to wake the children up. It was almost time for dinner, and they would be late if they didn't get up soon.
As soon as she pushed open the door, she saw several children already getting dressed, and Qin Baiyi was also inside. Mo Qianshang's eyes lit up.
Today he changed into a dark blue bodysuit that tightly hugged his slender figure, showing off his proportions perfectly. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, making him look very capable. He was still wearing a veiled hat.
"Mom, you're up so early."
Qin Zixuan was still rubbing his eyes, and he still couldn't get up, but seeing that his brothers were all up, he couldn't stay in bed any longer.
Good morning, Mother.
Qin Heming was already dressed, Qin Qingyu was not far behind, and Qin Zixuan was almost done as well.
"Go wash up quickly, you have to go to school after dinner."
Mo Qianshang turned around and went out; she had to go see if Qin Yuya had gotten up yet.
Upon entering the room and seeing Qin Yuya still sleeping, I suddenly felt a little reluctant to wake her up.
Sunlight shone on Qin Yuya's rosy cheeks, and with her peaceful sleeping face, she looked like an adorable little angel.
"Yu Ya, it's time to get up, the sun's already high in the sky."
Qin Yuya's eyes twitched, but she didn't open them. After a while, she slowly opened them, still sleepy. She rubbed her eyes, sat up, and snuggled into Mo Qianshang's arms.
"Mom, why didn't you come home last night?"
Qin Yuya felt a little wronged. She had waited for her mother for a long time last night, but her mother did not come back. Aunt Yao told her to go to sleep, saying that her mother would be back soon. She hadn't gone to sleep at first, but as she lay there, sleepiness overcame her and she fell asleep.
"Mom promises to come back earlier from now on. Now it's time for you little lazybones to get up."
Mo Qianchang gently patted Qin Yuya's head, her voice becoming even softer.
Qin Yuya obediently got dressed and sat on a small stool waiting for Mo Qianshang to comb her hair.
Mo Qianshang skillfully braided her hair into two small braids and added red silk flowers. Paired with her new red clothes, she looked just like an adorable little lucky doll.
"Our Yu Ya is so beautiful!" Mo Qianshang nodded in satisfaction, and Qin Yu Ya smiled and kissed Mo Qianshang on the cheek.
"Thank you, Mother."
Holding the little girl's hand, they walked out. The three boys, all dressed up, circled around Qin Yuya.
"My little sister is so pretty, she looks like a little doll from a traditional Chinese painting!"
Qin Zixuan pinched Qin Yuya's cheek, but perhaps he pinched it a little too hard, because Qin Yuya frowned.
Qin Heming slapped Qin Zixuan's hand, and Qin Zixuan cried out in pain, pulling his hand back. He blew on his reddened hand and looked at Qin Heming, who was rubbing Qin Yuya's face, with a resentful look.
He clearly hit me harder, okay? His hand is all red from slapping me.
"How are you, little sister? Does it still hurt? You were so rough, you pinched your little sister's face until it turned red."
Qin Heming felt a pang of sympathy and glared at Qin Zixuan again.
"Big brother is fine, it doesn't hurt much, and third brother didn't do it on purpose."
Qin Zixuan touched his nose. "Little sister, I'm sorry. I'll be gentler next time. It's because you look so soft and cuddly, hehe."
Qin Yuya generously forgave Qin Zixuan. She would only believe him this once. If it happened again, she would tell her older brother and let him teach her third brother a lesson.
The food at Xiao Yao's place was almost ready. Mo Qianshang went over, added some seasonings, tasted it, and found it to be just right. It would be ready to serve in a little while.
The children were all peering longingly near the kitchen, inhaling the aroma of meat filling the air. It smelled so good! They had never seen so much meat, not even during the Chinese New Year.
Life has been getting better and better ever since Mom became more capable!
Qin Yuya swallowed hard. She was so hungry. When could they eat? Her stomach was already rumbling.
"Mommy, I'm so hungry, when can we eat?" Qin Yuya's sweet voice drifted into Mo Qianshang's ears.
Qin Yuya ran over and hugged Mo Qianshang's leg, looking up at her with her little head.
"Yu Ya, be good. Let your brothers take you to wash your hands. Once you're done, we can eat." Mo Qianshang's heart melted as she looked at the adorable little baby "Qin Yu Ya".
Qin Yuya happily followed her brothers to wash their hands. Her mother had told her that she should wash her hands before meals and pay attention to personal hygiene.
Mo Qianshang served the soup to the children and placed it on the table. Each bowl contained a different amount of soup, with the smallest portion for Qin Yuya. The remaining three brothers could eat as much as they wanted, and there would be more if they were still hungry.
"Sister Yao, stop busy for now, dinner is ready. You can get busy later. I've already served you and Xiaoyun. Go and call the children to eat. I'm going to take Mr. Qin's food first."
Although it was a little awkward, it wasn't a big deal as long as you kept a calm mindset; she was mainly just appreciating it.
Mo Qianshang brought a large bowl of soup to Qin Baiyi. Qin Baiyi's door was open, and he was sitting in a chair. Because he was wearing a veil, his expression could not be seen.
Mo Qianshang remained calm, placed the soup on the table, and touched her ear; the soup was still a bit hot when it was first served.
Seeing that Mo Qianshang had been burned, Qin Baiyi immediately couldn't sit still. He came to Mo Qianshang and grabbed her hand, saying, "Are you alright? Next time, let me carry these soupy things myself. I have hands and feet."
Qin Baiyi felt a pang of guilt. His wife served him meals every day, and he, a grown man, did nothing.
Mo Qianshang really didn't expect Qin Baiyi to come over and grab her hand. After all, in this era where the social customs were not very open, only a lecher would do such a thing.
Qin Baiyi realized that his behavior was not right, so he immediately let go and took a step back.
"I'm sorry, I was being presumptuous."
Qin Baiyi was somewhat frustrated. She was clearly his wife, but given his current status, he couldn't touch her.
It seems he needs to reveal his true identity soon, as he still feels a sense of crisis.
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