Chu Qingxiang was curious about why Ye Muyu's cooking skills had changed so much. However, she was still enthusiastic and generous. "Then we're lucky to eat it."
"You little girl, you're so talkative. Hurry up and bring it in," Madam Liu said with a smile.
Chu Qingxiang laughed loudly and stopped talking. She directly placed the pickled vegetables and fish in the central room.
Ye Muyu looked at the newly bought cow. It was probably only one or two years old, but it was the healthiest.
Ye Muyu took the basket back and said, "Mother, that pickled vegetable is made from cabbage. If you want to eat it in the future, just ask Sister-in-law to tell me."
"Alright, you should go back too. It's such a hot day." Madam Liu did not ask her to stay. Madam Ye had sent her meals so many times, so she naturally knew that the two children were waiting for Ye Muyu to come home to eat.
Ye Muyu nodded and turned to walk home.
