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Ying Yue and Zhao Yang returned home safely, putting several families' minds at ease. To welcome them back and to dust off their travels, a few women started cooking and preparing food.
Ying Yue, his dad, and Zhao Yang settled down in the bamboo house, chatting while eating fruit.
Before long, tantalizing aromas wafted from the kitchen, and Zi Xia emerged carrying the dishes.
"Uncle, Ying Yue, and cousin, come wash your hands. It's time to eat!"
Zi Xia called out with a giggle.
"Okay…"
The food was fragrant and tasted very fresh.
Perfect ingredients and excellent cooking skills resulted in dishes that were aromatic and pleasing to the palate.
Much more delicious than the meals Ying Yue had in Japan these past days, he gobbled up the food, praising it constantly.
"Delicious, really delicious!"
"Yeah, it's indeed very tasty!"
Zhao Yang was also eating with great relish, murmuring, "It's much better than those dishes made by Japanese chefs!"
