"elder sister"
"Um?"
"How many children do you want to have? If it's about making a contribution, wouldn't the more the better?"
Song Yan'er...
Do you think I'm a pig?
"Um, have some water, it's very sweet."
Xiao Yang took the water with a smile. Perhaps it was because he was in a good mood, but the water was really sweet, sweet to the core.
"I'm going to cook. You can do whatever you want. I'll call you when it's time to eat."
As he was about to leave, he heard Xiao Yang's slightly hoarse voice as he passed by:
"Don't worry, sister, I'll do whatever you want, no matter how many you ask for."
Song Yan'er slipped and widened her eyes. Wasn't it said that people in ancient times were conservative? Who said that? I promise I won't kill him with a knife.
Seeing Xiao Yang's upturned lips, Song Yan'er fled in panic for the first time.
As Xiao Yang watched Song Yan'er's retreating figure: You delivered yourself right to my doorstep!
Song Yan'er glanced at the dishes in the kitchen, rolled up her sleeves, and started cooking. Because Song Yan'er would research food on her own when she wasn't on a mission in her previous life, her cooking skills were quite good, but here there was only salt as a seasoning.
Hey, I almost forgot I had a cheat code! I tried it and it actually followed me.
This was originally a storage space, but it automatically upgraded after Song Yan'er placed a ginseng that was over a thousand years old inside. Now, there is a black soil of about 2 acres inside where Song Yan'er has planted many precious medicinal herbs, as well as various fruit trees. In the middle of the space, there is a spiritual spring. Although it does not have the effect of bringing the dead back to life, it can still strengthen the body. In her previous life, Song Yan'er relied on this space to escape death countless times.
Because she frequently goes on missions, Song Yan'er set up a kitchen in her space for emergencies.
Before her parents returned, Song Yan'er quickly prepared a meal: braised pork, stewed pork with radish, stir-fried bok choy, and tomato and egg soup. The tomatoes were taken from her spatial storage. She didn't dare to take too much, so she only used the ingredients she had on hand. She would have to wait until later to bring out the rest.
Just as the meal was ready, Mr. and Mrs. Song returned home.
"Yan'er, you're still injured. I'll take care of the cooking. You need to rest and recover properly," Song's mother said, looking at her daughter with a pained expression.
"It's alright, Mother, I'm all better now."
"You've used up all the meat? You wasteful thing, don't you know the importance of saving money?! Oh my god, how much oil did you use to stir-fry some vegetables? You should never cook again, oh my goodness!"
Song's mother clutched her heart, her expression pained, while Song Yan'er stood by, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. She had just been feeling sorry for her daughter, and now she was up to her old tricks again!
"Alright, I'll buy it for you next time I go to Qingshui Town." The oil here is all rendered lard, which Song Yan'er doesn't like. She wants to render some vegetable oil herself when she has the chance!
"Alright, Yan'er finally cooked a meal, and the child liked it. Why say anything else? Quickly call your son-in-law over for dinner."
Song Dahai is also a typical doting father to his daughter, and he can't stand seeing her being criticized! He immediately interrupted the conversation!
Xiao Yang was surprised that Song Yan'er's cooking skills were so good. He picked up a piece of braised pork for Song Yan'er and said:
"Yan'er's cooking is so delicious! We're so lucky to have such good food from now on!"
Song Yan'er replied smugly, "Of course! You're allowed to secretly be happy about it."
Mr. and Mrs. Song were very happy watching the interaction between the two. Nothing was more important than their daughter being happy.
"Son-in-law, can you make your own decisions about your marriage?"
Xiao Yang put down his chopsticks and said seriously:
"Father-in-law, you can rest assured. Since I have promised to marry Yan'er, I will take responsibility for her. I, Xiao Yang, hereby guarantee to both of you that I will never take a concubine in this lifetime!"
Xiao Yang didn't want his child to end up like him!
"Hehe, good son-in-law, I'm relieved. You know I only have this one precious daughter, so it's understandable that I worry about her a bit more! Don't worry, you'll be my son from now on, and I'll take care of you."
Song Dahai immediately recognized Xiao Yang as a reliable person! He'd endured countless gossips over the years because of Song Yan'er's marriage! Now that they'd finally found someone everyone was happy with, Song Dahai was overjoyed!
I've heard that phrase twice today, and it sounds pretty good. Xiao Yang also envies Song Yan'er's family atmosphere, which isn't filled with so many complicated relationships.
Seeing Song Dahai's face full of wrinkles twitching, Song Yan'er simply couldn't bear to look.
"Okay, I'll go find Granny Wang later to see if there are any auspicious days recently."
Granny Wang is a well-known feng shui master in the neighborhood. People usually consult her for divination when they have any problems at home!
"Mother, isn't this a bit too rushed? There's really no need to be in such a hurry."
"No need to rush, the sooner the better," said Song's mother, turning away from her meal and walking out.
Song Yan'er...
How desperate are they to get married!
After finishing her meal, Song Yan'er sat comfortably in the yard, basking in the sun, and finally had a chance to see her own house clearly.
The house consisted of three large, south-facing thatched huts, with east and west wing rooms. The east wing was presumably Song Yan'er's bedroom. One side of the courtyard was planted with various vegetables by Song's diligent mother! The toilet and kitchen were located on opposite sides of the courtyard. The house was very simple; you could see the whole thing at a glance. Wouldn't it be a bit unfair to Xiao Yang to get married in this house?
Yeah, we still need to make money!
When Song Yan'er found the thousand-year-old ginseng deep in the mountains, there were several other ginseng seedlings nearby, all of which she transplanted into her own space. However, it's not convenient to take them out now; she still needs to go to Dayan Mountain.
Let the ginseng in my space have a source!
Without hesitation, Song Yan'er got up, grabbed a basket from the corner, and slung it over her shoulder. Just as she was about to head out into the mountains, a voice came from behind her.
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