Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

"If you can't finish it, these are all for you!"

Xia Qingqing transferred some food to his bowl and took a sip of the soup. It was hot and very fresh. After a few sips of the mutton soup, her whole body felt warm.

The beef patties were also delicious. Xia Qingqing ate three patties and drank half a bowl of mutton soup and was full. The rest was eaten by Shen Qiubai. He looked tall and thin, and had a great appetite.

An hour later, they returned to the compound.

Shen Junrong and Cheng Yueyun live in the big compound, along with Chen Yingjun, Si Jinyi, Zhou Dao and their parents. The four families have a very good relationship.

The gate of the compound was heavily guarded. It was Xia Qingqing's first time there, so she asked very detailed questions when registering.

The Shen family's house is a two-story building with a yard, but it is divided into two halves, one half is planted with flowers and the other half is planted with vegetables.

The two plots of land form very different landscapes.

The flower beds are planted with common varieties, the golden osmanthus is fragrant, and the roses and dahlias are in clusters, which are refreshing to look at.

In the vegetable patch next to it, there were a few rows of sparsely planted vegetables. The best growing was the shallot, which was at least alive, just a little malnourished. The leaves of the other vegetables were dry and curled, some had already died, and the remaining ones that were still alive were also dying, with only a glimmer of hope left.

Xia Qingqing's mouth twitched. It was just a small yard. Wow, it was so different that I could even use the expression "world of difference" to describe it.

"My parents have different hobbies, so the yard is divided into areas for management," Shen Qiubai explained.

"The flower bed is your mother, and the vegetable garden is your father?"

Xia Qingqing asked as a matter of course.

Shen Qiubai smiled without saying anything. She understood and the corner of her mouth twitched again. She was indeed superficial!

She now believed Shen Qiubai's explanation of his mother's cooking skills. If the vegetables could be grown so half-dead, then her cooking skills were probably just at the level of survival.

"Old Shen, call and ask why Qiubai and Qingqing haven't arrived yet? They're getting married the day after tomorrow!"

Ms. Cheng Yueyun's voice came from the room.

"Why rush? We're getting married the day after tomorrow, not today!"

Shen Junrong read the newspaper leisurely, not panicking at all, his butt stuck to the stool without moving even a bit.

"You're not in a hurry even if the sky falls. The invitations have been sent out. When the guests arrive, the bride and groom won't be there. What's going on? Go make a phone call and ask!"

Cheng Yueyun was so angry that she slapped her husband a few times.

"You are a person who always likes to worry. Qiubai and his men drove here. How could they have called on the way? Do you think they were on the march and brought a radio with them? Relax your mind. Qiubai and Qingqing are both steady people. They will definitely not be late!"

Shen Junrong reluctantly took off his reading glasses and patiently reasoned with his wife.

He also gave an analogy: "You have to be as patient as when you throw a grenade. Don't be anxious all the time. The children are grown up and quite sensible. We have to let go appropriately and enjoy our lives!"

"What's wrong with me throwing grenades? Every time I throw one, it's accurate, and the enemy is blown to death. I'm their mother, how can I not worry?"

Cheng Yueyun was not convinced and always criticized her for throwing the grenade. She only made a mistake once, but she threw the grenade very accurately afterwards!

"Okay, okay, you're right!"

Shen Junrong immediately changed his words. If he continued, the old lady would get anxious and angry again, and her blood pressure would rise.

"I was right in the beginning. Have you taken the medicine?"

"Not yet, I'll eat later."

"It always takes a while, and you forget about it. You always complain that I'm anxious. Can you change your slow temper? Take this medicine quickly. I have to say, Qingqing, this pill is really good. You haven't coughed much these days, and you snore loudly when you sleep at night!"

"It's you who snores louder than thunder!"

"Nonsense, I never snore!"

"Okay, okay, if you don't fight me, I will!"

Shen Junrong immediately shut up, took the pills handed to him by his wife, ate them, and continued reading the newspaper.

Cheng Yueyun took a piece of gauze and a basket and prepared to go to the yard to pick osmanthus flowers.

"What are you going to do again?"

Shen Junrong's heart tightened and his head was spinning.

"Manli said she wanted to make osmanthus cake, so I picked some fresh ones for her."

"The sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in Lao Chen's house are more beautiful than ours. Ours are almost wilted and won't taste good when cooked."

Shen Junrong quickly shifted the blame to someone else. Manli was the mother of Si Jinyi's kitchen killer, and Lao Chen was Chen Yingjun's father, who also liked to grow flowers and plants.

"Oh, yes. Last time I went to Lao Chen's house, the sweet-scented osmanthus was so fragrant that I went to his house to pick some."

Cheng Yueyun was persuaded and prepared to go to Huohuo Chen's house.

Shen Junrong breathed a sigh of relief. His poor osmanthus was finally saved.

Xia Qingqing heard it all at the gate of the courtyard. She covered her mouth and laughed hard. Her parents-in-law were living a very exciting life.

"Your mother is very good at throwing grenades?"

Xia Qingqing was quite curious. It sounded like there was a story behind Ms. Cheng Yueyun throwing the grenade.

"My mom is always anxious about everything, but she is very patient when throwing grenades. When my dad taught her how to throw a grenade, he told her not to count, just pull out the pin and throw it. The first time my mom threw a grenade, she pulled out the pin, held the smoking grenade and counted to five before throwing it. It exploded as soon as it hit the ground, scaring my dad so much that he ran away."

Shen Qiubai laughed and said that what happened between his parents when they were young was no secret in the compound, and he had heard several versions of the story.

"At that time, my father and mother had not yet confirmed their relationship. Because of this, my mother looked down on my father and thought he was too timid." Shen Qiubai smiled and said, "My father also looked down on my mother and thought she was too aggressive. They both disliked each other at that time."

He also knew that his parents each had someone they liked at that time.

His father liked the female propagandist sent by his superiors. She was gentle and pretty, and his father fell in love with her at first sight.

His mother likes the heroic commander of the neighboring regiment, who is very good at fighting and is the object of admiration of many female comrades.

He heard these from the adults, and his parents' respective loved ones eventually became a couple. Shen Qiubai was very suspicious that his parents were probably stimulated to be together.

"Why don't you come into the house now that you two are back?"

Cheng Yueyun came out with a basket and started yelling when she saw them.

"Just arrived, Mom, what are you doing?"

Xia Qingqing glanced at the withered vegetable patch and felt a little regretful. If the vegetable patch had done better, she would have praised it to bits. But now, she decided to just pretend she didn't see it.

"Go to your Uncle Chen's house and pick some osmanthus flowers and send them to Jinyi's mother to make osmanthus cake. Have you eaten yet? If not, I'll go cook noodles. Call me early and I'll go buy groceries."

Cheng Yueyun felt very sorry. She should have bought more vegetables in the morning and made a decent meal to welcome the guests at noon.

"Ate."

Shen Qiubai responded, and urged his mother to pick the osmanthus flowers quickly, otherwise they would be picked all by the children.

"I just came over and saw some kids playing in Uncle Chen's yard."

"Then I'll go right away. Qingqing, if you're tired, come inside and lie down. The bed is already made!"

Cheng Yueyun believed it without a doubt and left in a hurry.

Shen Junrong also came out, and when he saw them, he smiled and pointed at the flowers he planted and asked, "How are my flowers?"

"Pretty!"

Xia Qingqing gave a thumbs up and praised.

Shen Junrong was extremely proud. He glanced at the dying vegetable field next to him with a smile on his face. What a sharp contrast!

Xia Qingqing slept for the whole afternoon. When she woke up, it was dark. She heard voices downstairs. Shen Qiubai was not in the room. She quickly got up, washed and went downstairs. There were quite a few people in the living room. Basically all three generations of the Shen family were there.