Qin Ye came back a bit late in the evening... Actually, it wasn’t too late, just that he missed dinner time. He didn’t arrive until around seven o’clock.
That evening, Qin Yu didn’t go back because he was thinking about the matter of Jing City Sports School, so he stayed for dinner.
Moreover, he had just happened to see someone from Qin Family Village, so he brought a message back with him.
That way, Madam Rong and the others wouldn’t worry.
Qin Yu was sprawled out on the table in the main room writing when he saw his older brother come in, so he quickly went up to him, "Big brother, have you eaten yet? If not, all the food is still kept warm in the pot. Go eat quickly!"
Qin Ye looked at him and slightly furrowed his brows, "Why didn’t you go back to the village?"
Qin Yu immediately replied, "My sister-in-law asked me to stay."
Hearing that it was his wife who asked Qin Yu to stay, Qin Ye didn’t press the issue further.
"Where’s your sister-in-law?"
"I’ll call her." Qin Yu dashed off to the other room. At the door, he called out, "Sister-in-law, Big brother is back!"
Rong Yan of course knew that Qin Ye was back—I could hear the noise of his bicycle.
She opened the door and came out.
Seeing the person who emerged, Qin Yu hurriedly repeated, "Sister-in-law, Big brother is back."
Rong Yan:...
There was no need to repeat it.
I heard it.
The two of them entered the main room one after the other.
"Wife, I’m back." Qin Ye looked at his wife with a gentle expression, "Look at this."
Rong Yan’s gaze fell upon the item he was carrying, "Where did you get that basket from? What’s inside it?"
She remembered he hadn’t left with that basket.
"Got it in a trade with a fellow villager. There’s a chicken inside; I bought it from one of the villagers. We can make chicken soup for you tomorrow." You’ve been so busy these past days, you really need to nourish yourself properly.
Rong Yan was a bit surprised, "Still alive?"
Qin Ye nodded, "Of course, it’s alive. I will tie it up outside in a moment."
Rong Yan: "Okay, but you should eat first. I’ve kept everything warm in the pot; it should still be hot."
Qin Ye looked at her, "Did you cook dinner?"
Rong Yan gave him a glance, "What a question—you’re acting as if nobody else knows how to cook. Go on! I did quite a good job."
Qin Ye’s facial expression grew even softer, "Alright, I’ll go now."
He carried the basket and headed out.
Qin Yu felt that he couldn’t interject a word between his brother and sister-in-law, but he was happy. This meant the stronger their affections were, the less likely his sister-in-law would leave this home.
Eventually, when a little nephew or niece arrived, he would be an uncle.
And truth be told, he was quite looking forward to a niece or nephew. After all, his sister-in-law was so pretty, so his future niece or nephew would certainly be good-looking.
Qin Ye ate in the kitchen, and after he washed the pot, he returned to the main room.



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