The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

"Ouch——" Huahua roared excitedly. It was also fed a lot of delicious crayfish by Feng Jiuyan, and finally avenged the crayfish that pinched its tiger butt!

"The food cooked by my sister is the most delicious! Especially the crayfish tonight, the taste is simply amazing! Well, this is the first time I have eaten such delicious food in my life!" Feng Jiuli said. As he spoke, he licked the corners of his mouth involuntarily, as if he was still savoring the delicious taste, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"No, Miss Feng's cooking skills are better than those cooked by any chef I have ever tasted!" Zhang Xiaowu also smiled and nodded, with satisfaction on his face.

"Hmm, Miss Feng's cooking skills are of course not to mention. It's the best thing I've ever eaten in my life! It's also a blessing for Song to be able to eat dishes cooked by Miss Feng, which no one can ask for. What a blessing!" Song Chen's face was full of gratitude.

Without the help from Feng Jiuyan's family, he and his sister would have died on the road to exile.

While everyone was praising Sister Feng's cooking skills, only Yanci sat there quietly, silent.

Everyone's eyes naturally focused on Yan Ci. Everyone said nothing and just looked at him quietly, their eyes full of curiosity and expectation.

Yanci felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by everyone. He touched his nose with a slightly embarrassed hand, then laughed a few times and said:

"Hahaha, this is indeed the best meal I have ever eaten in my life! Thank you very much, Miss Feng!" There was a hint of sincerity in his voice, but he seemed a little embarrassed, and there was a trace of sadness on his face. A hint of blush.

Everyone laughed when they heard Yan Ci's words, and the atmosphere became cheerful again.

Yanci also breathed a sigh of relief, with a relieved smile on his face. He looked at everyone, his heart was full of warmth, and he felt that this moment was really beautiful, and it was the most relaxing moment for him.

Feng Jiuyan accepted everyone's rainbow farts calmly. This was what she deserved. She had always been quite confident in her cooking skills!

Such amazing cooking skills were something she honed during her free time in the last days.

At this time, all the prisoners and officers in the camp had finished their dinner, and only a few of them had just finished enjoying this sumptuous dinner.

Qiao Ping saw the opportunity and took the washed bowl and plate back to Feng Jiuyan.

Mrs. Feng always stared at Qiao Ping with a vague look, sometimes frowning and falling into deep thought.

After Feng Jiuyan noticed it, she glared at Qiao Ping as if warning. Qiao Ping shrank his neck, hurriedly said hello, and disappeared in front of several people.

After Feng Jiuyan and the others rested for a while, they began to work together in an orderly manner to deal with the messy cups and plates on the table.

There is strength in numbers, and within a short time all the pots and pans had been cleaned. After they sorted and put away the kitchen utensils such as tableware and pots, they went to rest.

The late autumn nights in the north are extremely cold. The chill is like countless cold hands, stretching out from all directions and wrapping tightly around every corner.

Next to the old but cozy donkey cart in Feng Jiuyan's house, a pile of blazing firewood was jumping happily, emitting warm light and hot temperature, adding a touch of warmth to this cold night.

The bright flame danced in the darkness, like an elf in the night sky, bringing some comfort to people.

Song Chen, Song Ning, and Yanci were lying quietly on the ground at this time.

They chose a flat place and spread a layer of soft mat to make the ground no longer so cold and hard. Each of the three of them was covered with a thick quilt, which was embroidered with exquisite patterns, as if they were the desire for warmth in their hearts.

The brother and sister depended on each other closely, and Yanci slept opposite the brother and sister. They both slept next to the warm fire, enjoying the rare peace and comfort.

At the same time, Feng Jiuyan's family of three rested in the donkey cart as a matter of course.

Although the donkey cart is not big, it is very warmly decorated. They were lying on the brocade quilt as soft and comfortable as clouds, and they were also covered with quilts of the same material, making them warm and comfortable.

Under the shelter of the donkey cart, the cold night wind could not easily invade, creating a relatively warm little world for them.

Huahua, on the other hand, has grown extremely quickly, and now this small carriage can no longer accommodate its huge body.

In desperation, Feng Jiuyan had to take matters into her own hands and carefully made a warm nest for Huahua. She placed the nest on the car's shaft and let Huahua sleep on the car's shaft.

Poor Huahua was "expelled" from the carriage. Her round eyes were full of grievances, as if she was telling her innocence and confusion.

It was lying in its nest on the shaft of the car, its head drooped, and its tail drooped listlessly, looking very lonely.

However, although Huahua looks a little aggrieved, she seems to understand the changes in her body shape and knows that she can no longer stay in the carriage as freely as before.

It stood there quietly, looking at Feng Jiuyan's family of three in the carriage with its smart eyes, with both reluctance and a hint of understanding in its eyes.

Feng Jiuyan filled half a basin of spiritual spring water into the basin where Huahua ate, and fed Huahua a lot of beef jerky before coaxing Huahua to eat well.

She slowly closed the door of the carriage. As the door was closed tightly, the carriage suddenly fell into silence, with only a faint sound of even and soothing breathing coming out. Without looking carefully, she knew that Feng Jiuli had already fallen into a sweet dream just by the familiar voice.

Feng Jiuyan walked to Mrs. Feng's side, gently pushed her mother with her hands, and shouted in a low voice: "Aniang, Aniang, wake up."

Mrs. Feng didn't seem to be asleep yet. As soon as Feng Jiuyan called her, she immediately opened her eyes. Those eyes were very clear, not even the slightest bit hazy.

Feng Jiuyan carefully approached Mrs. Feng, lowered her voice, and whispered: "Mom, do you want to take a bath?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Feng's eyes brightened a little and she nodded silently.

Feng Jiuyan immediately took Mrs. Feng and Feng Jiuli into the space.

After entering the space, they still smelled some soothing incense for Feng Jiuli to make him sleep deeper so that they could bathe him more conveniently.

After a lot of trouble, Feng Jiuyan and Mrs. Feng not only bathed Feng Jiuli, but also washed the little guy's hair. After placing Feng Jiuli to sleep on the bed in the master bedroom, the two of them also took a warm bath comfortably.

At this time, Mrs. Feng and Feng Jiuyan were sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Mrs. Feng opened her mouth slightly. She seemed to have thousands of words to express, but she was a little hesitant and didn't know where to start. A trace of complicated emotions flashed in her eyes, including expectation, worry, and a trace of imperceptible melancholy.

After a while, Mrs. Feng seemed to have finally made up her mind. She sighed softly, and then slowly said: "Ayan, I have something to tell you -"