“…This rice is really delicious.”

"I heard that Luo Sanlang has planted some rice this year on the sheep pen, and the rice must have come from there."

"My mother and the others are definitely not willing to eat..."

"Sister, is this rice delicious?"

"Yeah! It's delicious."

"When I make money in the future, I will buy it for you."

"You should be more peaceful and make more bamboo chains at home."

"I won't go out in the afternoon..."

"Auntie, did you bring the message back?"

"Just say they're doing well there..."

“…”

The three siblings were talking while eating the rice ball. The youngest child talked endlessly. Her sister listened patiently, and there was also an older boy holding the rice ball and leaning against the window and eating quietly, only occasionally saying a few words.

Outside the window is his backyard, there is a small vegetable bed in the yard, and a new cluster of stone bamboo is planted this spring. It is already mid-September lunar month, and the temperature is lower by day. There is no vegetables in the vegetable bed, and the small bamboo bushes are still green.

In the room, the little boy was wearing shabby clothes and holding a rice ball in his hand. While eating, he was also talking with a gaze about how much money he would earn and how much delicious food he would buy in the future.
Chapter completed!