Han Chunlin was already dizzy by her mother and Mo Ziyun, and Murong Qingyuan turned around and walked back, how could he not worry when he learned that he wanted to be like himself? So he also added fuel to the fire and praised Han Chunlin fiercely, not counting after the praise, and talked about his own exam experience, "Those exam questions are not difficult, listen carefully every time you go to class, and learn everything that your uncle and sister Wanyun have taught, and you will definitely be able to pass the exam next year before coming back."

Han Chunlin said that he was already listening to the lecture very seriously.

Murong Qingyuan continued, "It's good to listen carefully, but I still need to read more books,"

"On weekdays, you take the time to read more books, there is a world in the book, the more you read, the more you know, and you don't have to worry about not being able to answer. You can also do some more exercises by the way, so that you can exercise your brain."

"It's not easy to practice like this for a year or two, and it's not easy to come back after taking the exam."

Han Chunlin was blown by Murong Qingyuan, and he couldn't wait to go back to the house immediately and take out the book to continue reading and studying, not only was he blown up, but Li Linsong was also infected with high morale, and secretly made up his mind in his heart to read more books and do more exercises from tomorrow.

The conversation was in full swing in the front yard, and the stove room in the backyard was also in full swing. After Song Nanzhi entered the stove room, he began to get busy, first boiling a large pot of water, waiting for the duck soup feathers.

When she was boiling water, Mo Tingyu grabbed a duck and came over, not forgetting to hold a knife in her hand.

After Mo Tingyu killed the duck, he helped clean up the duck, and after cleaning it inside and out, he handed it over to Yumei Niang, who was also a cool one, took the duck and put it on the board, and then took the kitchen knife that flashed cold light on the side, only to hear the sound of 'dong dong dong' in the stove room.

After chopping, blanch the water, and then stew in the pot, when it was almost stewed, Song Nanzhi took a small bowl and put it on the side of the pot, took a spoon and scooped the duck soup into the bowl, scooped up to half a bowl and then put it aside to dry, until it was not so hot, then picked it up and walked to the front room, and finally brought it to Yu Silian, "You drink some soup first."

Being taken care of in front of a big house, Yu Silian was slightly embarrassed, "I'll eat with everyone in a while."

Song Nanzhi said angrily: "I vomited all the way back, I'm afraid I'm already hungry, so I'll pad first, and then I'll eat something else later."

Yu Silian took the bowl and smelled the fragrance wafting from the bowl, "I'm drooling just by smelling it." Glancing at the other people in the room, he smiled and said, "I'm eating, you have to hold back, don't drool when you look at it."

Who wouldn't be kidding, Mo Ziyun looked at Yu Silian, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with a serious face: "Godmother, you eat yours, don't worry about us, we just watch you eat."

Murong Qingyuan couldn't help but smile and didn't speak, Han Chunlin didn't hear anything else, and nodded his head, "Mother, you can eat quickly."

Although Han Qiulu didn't say anything, she stared at the bowl in her mother's hand with both eyes.

Li Linsong and Mo Li didn't interject, but they were also brought by Mo Ziyun's words and looked at the bowl in Yu Silian's hand.

Yu Silian looked at a few babies with a smile, and said secretly: Don't say that staring at me and drinking a bowl of soup, even a big table of rice, I can eat it. Took a sip and smacked his lips, "It's so delicious!"

"I'll try this duck meat later!" After drinking a sip of soup, Yu Silian picked up a small piece of duck meat, first raised it above the bowl, and then fed it into her mouth, "It's delicious."

A few people who didn't think about eating, under the lure of Yu Silian, several people couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

As soon as Yu Silian's words fell, Han Shuxian's words also fell, "Have you seen enough? Do you want to watch it again for a while?"

Belch!

Sure enough, the title of Xiao San is unlucky, and it is a proper bad feeling!

"Godfather, am I not your good daughter anymore?"

"Well, it's not!"

Mo Ziyun looked at Han Shuxian sadly, "But we're still growing up!"

"It's okay not to eat a meal!"

"Godfather is tired! I'll give you a thump on the shoulder!" Mo Ziyun turned to Han Shuxian with a dog's legs, picked up his small fist and pounded it on Han Shuxian's shoulder.

Han Qiulu also did the same

ran in front of Mo Ziyun, and the small fist also landed on Han Shuxian's back.

While a few people were talking and laughing, Song Nanzhi and Yumei Niang came over with food, "It's time to eat." Song Nanzhi greeted.

Seeing that Yu Silian ate all the soup and meat in the bowl and didn't vomit, everyone was also relieved, especially Han Shuxian watched his wife finally eat something, and his hanging heart finally let go. It was only after a while that he lifted it up again, and as the meal was served, everyone laughed and ate it.

Yu Silian didn't feel anything for the first few bites, but after eating a few more bites, she felt her stomach tumbling again, and then she stood up and was about to walk out, when Song Nanzhi also stood up, "Want to vomit again?" Look at the book

Yu Silian nodded.

"I'll help you to the hut!"

Song Nanzhi took Yu Silian's hand and walked out of the house as he spoke.

"Auntie, you sit, I'll help her go." Han Shuxian also stood up.

"You sit and eat, you're tired enough these days, I'll accompany her."

The Mo family now lives in a newly renovated house, which is not only brighter and more spacious, but also has a study, a living room, a dining room, and a washroom.

After Song Nanzhi helped Yu Silian to turn around and come to the bathroom, Yu Silian couldn't help but vomit anymore, and after a few vomits, the stomach finally stopped rolling, straightened up and sighed long, "It's a pity that I just drank the soup."

Song Nanzhi said angrily: "What a pity, there is still a big pot in the pot, go back to the house and drink some water, and then eat less, if you don't eat, you can't eat, the baby still has to rely on you to eat."

When she returned to the dining room, Yu Silian still sat down at the dining table again, and as soon as she sat down, Song Nanzhi brought water, "Drink some water first."

After Yu Silian obediently drank some water, she reluctantly ate a few bites, but this time she didn't dare to eat more, and after eating a few bites, she put down her chopsticks, and she didn't care about etiquette, "Uncle Mo, auntie, you eat slowly, I'll go and sit next to me."

She is like this, and Song Nanzhi did not persuade her, "It's better for you to go and sit next to you, so as not to smell too big on the table and you will smell uncomfortable for a long time."

After Yu Silian got off the table, Han Shuxian continued to talk about the case, everyone in the room knew that he had been killed, and now that the case was finally overturned, how could he not have an extra drink? Mo Tingyu picked up the wine glass again, "Now you are more relaxed."

Han Shuxian also raised his glass, "This matter has been pressing on my heart for ten years, and now I finally don't have to think about it anymore."

"Then you still want to go back to being an official?" Mo Tingyu wanted him to go back again, but he didn't want him to go back, which was very contradictory.

"It depends on the arrangement of the imperial court!" Han Shuxian replied, can you go back? What do you do when you go back? It's not something he can decide, all he can decide is to do things seriously, worthy of the people, worthy of the court, and worthy of his own heart.

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