Mu Shi looked at his wife with a smile as he handed her the bag in his hand. With a gentle smile, he said, "I'm back."
Shu Wanniang lowered her head with red eyes and smiled happily. She said in a clear voice, "Come in quickly. Look at you. You're covered in dust. I'll boil water for you to take a bath. By the way, what do you want to eat? Ah Ling went into the mountains to catch a roe deer today, but it's not very fat. Why don't I ask Xiuhong to buy two catties of pork from the city so that I can make braised pork for you?"
Looking at his chattering wife, Mu Shi nodded and said, "Alright, you can make the arrangements."
Shu Wanniang went into the house happily.
Mu Yangling stared at her mother with her mouth agape. Just now, she had the feeling that her mother was only a 16-year-old girl. She had never seen such happiness radiating from her.
