In the courtyard, everyone is afraid of the little boy who is so smart!

Yu Li nodded slightly as she spoke, as if to emphasize that what she said was true.

"Moreover,"

Yu Li slightly turned sideways, looked to the side, and recalled thoughtfully.

"Didn't she just call you? It's the first day of the Chinese New Year, so she must have made dumplings and wanted to spend a happy new year with you and share this rare festive atmosphere. Don't linger here, go quickly, and don't let the rain wait too long."

Yu Li's voice became softer and softer, with a hint of urging, as if she was standing next to Wang Jianguo at the moment, watching him with her own eyes, and only wanted him to hurry to the appointment and not let He Yushui down.

Yu Li's words not only cleverly resolved the slight embarrassment caused by Yu Haitang's words, but also made Wang Jianguo feel the understanding and support from the sisters in the space.

The originally tense atmosphere relaxed instantly, and a warm feeling surged in everyone's hearts, as if the barrier between the inside and outside of this space was quietly shortened at this moment.

Wang Jianguo's eyes were fixed on the screen, carefully examining the faces of each sister in the space, trying to engrave their current appearance deeply into his heart.

Yu Li's considerate and gentle smile, Qin Jingru's concerned eyes, Yan Jiedi's shy yet determined gaze, and Yu Haitang's playful and reluctant pout, all filled his heart with attachment.

He opened his mouth slightly, but his voice seemed to be choked by something, a little hoarse and full of endless reluctance:

"I really don't know when we will meet next time..."

As he spoke, his eyes became moist unconsciously, and the hardships along the way emerged in his mind. In order to collect spiritual energy, he traveled through the wild mountains and ridges countless times, sleeping in the open air, and was exhausted.

In order to develop in the local area, he had to deal with all kinds of people, wear out his lips and endure cold eyes. But even so, as long as he thought of a group of relatives trapped in the space waiting for him to rescue, he would be motivated again.

"I will definitely find a way to unlock the space as soon as possible."

Wang Jianguo clenched his fists as if to cheer himself up, and his eyes revealed an unprecedented determination.

"With so many of us, if we all work together with one mind and one strength, there will be no difficulties that we cannot overcome. I will race against time and not miss any clues that may help us crack the space."

"Whether it's crossing mountains and rivers to search for ancient secret books, or asking those hermit masters for advice, as long as we can be reunited as soon as possible, I am willing to do anything."

His eyes slowly swept over the crowd, and he continued with deep affection:

"You guys should be good in there and take good care of yourselves. Help each other on weekdays and don't let me worry. If you encounter any difficulties, leave me a message. Although it's not convenient to contact you now, I will always see it."

Wang Jianguo knew very well that their days trapped were not easy. Although life in the space was relatively peaceful, the desire for freedom and the longing for their loved ones were gnawing at their hearts all the time.

"wait for me."

Wang Jianguo said the last two words with extra emphasis, as if they were a solemn promise.

After he finished speaking, his finger lingered on the close button for a long time, and he was reluctant to press it, his eyes still fixed on the screen, as if if he could just hold on a little longer, he could extend this brief time together.

It was not until the screen gradually went dark that he woke up as if from a dream and reluctantly exited the space.

At that moment, he felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost something extremely important, but at the same time, he was driven by a powerful force, urging him to take action for reunion immediately.

Outside the window, the morning sun was just beginning to appear, and the soft light filtered through the thin curtains and quietly fell into the room. Wang Jianguo walked out of the room slowly with slightly heavy steps.

His face showed the fatigue of a sleepless night, his eyes were bloodshot and there was a trance in his eyes, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of faint weariness.

That night, he was immersed in the complex emotions of the video call with his relatives in the space. There was the joy of reunion after a long separation, the worry about their situation, and the melancholy caused by the temporary inability to reunite. All kinds of thoughts intertwined in his heart, making him unable to sleep all night.

However, Wang Jianguo knew that life had to go on and he couldn't let this fatigue and depression affect the people around him.

He stopped at the door of the room, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly, trying to adjust his breathing rhythm in an attempt to calm the waves in his heart.

Then he rubbed his face vigorously, as if he wanted to rub away all the tiredness from his face, and blinked hard to make himself look more energetic.

Just like that, he stood there for a while, until his emotions and state were adjusted, then he walked out of the room and headed towards the kitchen.

As soon as I walked to the kitchen door, an alluring aroma hit me. He Yushui, wearing a neat ponytail and a floral apron, was standing in front of the stove, staring intently at the dumplings cooking in the pot.

The water in the pot was bubbling happily, and the white dumplings were tumbling up and down in the water, like joyfully jumping fish. He Yushui held a colander in her hand and carefully scooped the cooked dumplings into the bowl one by one, with skillful and elegant movements.

Her cheeks were flushed by the heat from the stove and a faint smile hung on the corners of her mouth. It was obvious that she had put a lot of thought into this breakfast on New Year's Day.

Zhao Shuzhuo, who was standing by, had also stood up. He was wearing a simple dark blue cotton-padded jacket and was helping He Yushui boil the pot with swift hands and feet.

From time to time, he used a shovel to stir the firewood at the bottom of the pot to make the flame burn more vigorously and ensure that the water in the pot was always boiling.

Seeing that the dumplings were cooked, he hurriedly stood up, picked up a rag, used his hands to pick up the boiling hot pot, and brought the dumplings steadily to the dining table.

The two of them work in perfect harmony, and it's obvious that they often help with housework together on a daily basis.

Seeing this, Wang Jianguo felt a warm current in his heart, and his previous fatigue seemed to be relieved a little. He walked quickly into the kitchen and said repeatedly:

"I'll help, I'll help."

As he said this, he walked straight to the cupboard, opened the drawer, and quickly found chopsticks and bowls. Although his movements were a little anxious, they were still methodical. After a while, he had gathered all the necessary tableware.

The three of them quickly prepared everything and sat around the table. The steaming hot dumplings on the table exuded a strong New Year atmosphere, which made people feel warm.

The sunlight outside shines through the window and falls on everyone, adding a touch of bright color to this warm scene.

At this moment, although there is no excitement of firecrackers, nor the grand gathering of relatives and friends, but in this small house, the tacit understanding and warmth between the three people make people truly feel the warmth of home, as if this is the most beautiful appearance of the beginning of the new year.