Calculating the time, Mo Yan quickly finished preparing the meal and even made a mutton hot pot. She had already added the charcoal, and it was bubbling away, emitting the aroma of mutton that whetted one's appetite considerably.
Not long after, Mo Qingze returned with Han Zhiyun. From a distance, they could smell the familiar scent of the cooked meal, surprising both of them as they had thought the siblings would not arrive until tomorrow.
Upon learning the reasons for their early arrival and the items they had brought to keep out the cold, Mo Qingze was moved but at a loss for what to say. He patted their heads one by one, summoned his energy, and unloaded everything from the carriage, hanging the chicken, rabbit, and mutton under the eaves for ventilation.
