Xuan Yingluo rested for a while and went down in the evening.
“Mommy, Mommy, let’s have a bonfire dinner tonight.”At this moment, little seven ran over happily and held Xuan Yingluo’s hand.
Xuan Yingluo looked up and saw that the two and three had already prepared dinner. There was a jar on the bonfire, and in the jar was the soup that was made for her. It was bubbling with hot bubbles, and the fragrance that assailed her nostrils.
Xuan Yingluo had never had an appetite and ate very little. Now that she smelled the fragrance of the soup, she actually felt hungry.
“Sister-in-law, you must be hungry. Quickly come and drink some soup.”Ah San took a chair and let Xuan Yingluo sit on it.
Ah Er took a bowl of soup and handed it to Xuan Yingluo. Xuan Yingluo took a sip. The taste was really delicious, and it made one’s appetite soar.
“Mommy, is it good?”Little seven looked up and asked.
