As the sun sets, green smoke rises from the chimneys of many houses in the village.

Ruoyou was holding a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right hand, humming a little song and happily jumping back to Qiao's house, and as soon as he entered the door, he bumped into Qiao Hanzi who was preparing dinner.

Qiao Hanzi was overjoyed when he saw Ruoyou, "Are you back?" but when he saw the thing that Ruoyou was holding in his hand, he was dumbfounded, and pointed back and forth with trembling hands to the thing in Ruoyou's hand, "This is ...... Where did you get that?"

Qiao Hanzi was so frightened that her voice was trembling, for fear that Ruoyou stole something outside, and if she was found by the owner, then she would have no face to live in the village in the future.

Ruoyou knew what Qiao Hanzi was worried about, so he calmly walked to Qiao Hanzi's side, stuffed the chicken and duck in his hand into Qiao Hanzi's hand, and said helplessly: "Of course I asked the village chief for it, he was going to give me a box of bacon, I was too lazy to ......"

What the?

Qiao Hanzi's mouth opened wide in shock, he couldn't believe his ears at all, and before he finished speaking, he stammered and interrupted: "Village...... The village chief?"

The face is full of disbelief!

The village chief of the West Village, who is notoriously unstoppable, has a nickname of Iron Rooster, and he is so himself, how can he give things to others, let alone stuff such a bunch of good things.

Ruoyou nodded, then pointed to the chicken and duck in Qiao Hanzi's hand with his eyes, and said with a smile: "We'll eat these at night!"

Qiao Hanzi was still immersed in what he had just said, as if he had thought of something, and his heart suddenly shrank.

"You shouldn't ...... with the village chief?"

"What do you want?" Ruoyou immediately interrupted Qiao Hanzi's words, "It's not what you think, go cook, starve to death!"

Qiao Hanzi was stunned in place, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, although his eyes were still puzzled, but he was relieved to hear Ruoyou say this, and then he didn't think about anything, and walked towards the stove set up in the courtyard.

Walking into the house, Ruoyou saw Qiao Lin sleeping on the bed for the first time, and immediately felt a little funny, just now I saw her dangling in the yard from a distance.

It's so good!

……

After about two hours, a fragrant smell came from outside, and Qiao Hanzi moved very quickly, and served the meal to the table in a while.

I have to say that Qiao Hanzi's cooking skills are very good, and the chicken and duck are really full of color and flavor, and I want to eat it when I smell it, and I want to drool when I look at it.

People like Ruoyu, who are very picky about food, can't help but swallow their saliva!

Just as he was about to eat, Ruoyou couldn't help but glance at Qiao Lin on the bed, and asked Qiao Hanzi knowingly, "Don't call her?"

Qiao Hanzi paused, obviously didn't expect Ruoyou to care about Qiao Lin, and suddenly felt a little happy in his heart, and wanted to call his daughter to get up and eat together according to Ruoyou's words, but suddenly remembered what his daughter had told him, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Forget it, I guess I can't call it, let's eat!" After speaking, Qiao Hanzi handed a pair of chopsticks to Ruoyou.

Ruoyou took the chopsticks and nodded meaningfully.

The next meal between the two can be said to be a big show.

While eating meat, Ruoyou praised Qiao Hanzi's good cooking skills, and also served Qiao Hanzi with vegetables, and said some considerate words about her daughter's family......

Qiao Hanzi was a little uncomfortable at first, but later she really felt closer than her daughter.

From a distance, this relationship is even closer than that of a mother and daughter!

Qiao Lin, who was lying on the bed, smelled the fragrance, and his stomach began to growl. Although she had already eaten it before Ruoyou came back, but now that she was smelling the fragrance on the table from a few steps away, she really wanted to eat!

Of course, this feeling only existed in the first half, and Qiao Lin thought about Li Bawang's stubble, but he could still hold it.

In the second half, Qiao Lin began to hold back, not because she was too greedy, but because she hated it.

She hates Ruoyou, she can't get used to seeing her mother talking and laughing with Ruoyou, she can't get used to Ruoyou picking up vegetables for her mother, she can't get used to seeing them so good, she can't get used to it......

I hate it so much!

At this time, Qiao Lin couldn't wait to throw that table of food out to feed the dogs!