Quick Wear: Salted Fish anchor always eats melons on the scene

"You don't have to force yourself."

Shi's father looked at Lu Yizhou seriously, and Shi Li stood beside him with the same expression on his face.

They are truly father and daughter.

A hint of warmth flashed in Lu Yizhou's cold eyes.

"Don't force it."

Since it was his own wish, Shi's father didn't say anything else. He cooked a pot of delicious mushroom soup with more care than usual and served it in three bowls.

This was the first time the three of them sat down to eat together since Lu Yizhou had been here.

Shi Di and Shi Li were even more reserved than him.

Especially when Lu Yizhou took the first sip of the mixed mushroom soup with a spoon, they both held their breath involuntarily. They wanted to look but didn't dare to look directly, so they only watched furtively with the corner of their eyes.

[Sorry, I laughed~]

【This father and daughter are so cute! 】

[It’s funny, but also very heartwarming. ]

Lu Yizhou took a sip of the mixed mushroom soup without showing any special expression on his face. He swallowed it naturally and said to Shi's father, "Mushroom soup is indeed delicious."

Hearing this, Shi's father breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"If you like, drink more."

Shi Li: ...

Is it possible that Lu Yizhou overcame his mysophobia because he really didn’t want to cook for himself alone every day?

[Anchor, please stop talking about conspiracy theories, hahaha~]

[It’s not impossible, it’s really hard to cook for one person~]

[If it were me, I would also choose to overcome my cleanliness. I don’t want to cook!!!]

The curling smoke from cooking fires drifted through the quiet forests, and the birds returned home late, circling around the lush branches.

In the small courtyard covered by the shadows of trees, the three of them sat around the stone table, eating game and drinking delicious mushroom soup, looking more like a family.

As spring goes and autumn comes, the geese go and the geese stay.

At that time, my father had a miraculous healing skill and predicted that I still had three years to live, so I thought it was a good thing.

Back then, he was the most outstanding and amazing counselor of the Yong Dynasty.

Being young and frivolous, he did not know how to keep a low profile. His charisma made him suspicious of the emperor, and he was eventually forced to take poison and fake his death to escape.

After that, he lived in seclusion in the mountains with his daughter and lived a peaceful life for many years.

But his body had already become weak and he could not survive the winter.

Shi Li had long anticipated his death.

It’s just that Shi’s father didn’t want her to know, so she pretended that she knew nothing and tried her best to show a carefree side in front of Shi’s father.

On the day my father passed away, there was a heavy snow in the mountains.

A vast expanse of white covered the entire mountain forest.

Shi Li and Lu Yizhou buried Shi's father under a banyan tree that was so big that it took several people to hug it.

Buried together with Shidie's beloved wife.

After returning home, Shi Li looked around the yard in a daze.

Under the snow-covered eaves, hung the strings of peppers that Shi's father had carefully selected before the coming of winter. On the snow-white window paper, were pasted the window grilles left over from last year.

Looking at everything that was familiar and daily, Shi Li couldn't help but burst into tears.

"I will never have a father again."

Lu Yizhou looked at her silently and forbearingly. After hesitating for a long time, he raised his hand and gently placed it on her shoulder.

"I will be your relative from now on."

Two people who have lost all their loved ones depend on each other in this cold winter.

Outside the mountains and forests, the Yong Dynasty completely declined and perished.

In the Central Plains, heroes are fighting for supremacy.

Except for Nanyue and Dongxiang, various local tyrants rose up and divided the world.

Su Boqian was in control of South Vietnam, but he was not arrogant. Instead, he kept a low profile, made friends with powerful rulers in various places, secretly sought out talents, and quietly expanded his power.

South Vietnam was rich, and the wealth and military force he controlled were extremely considerable.

The only thing he lacks is counselors and generals who can assist him.

Su Boqian couldn't sleep for several days and nights.

Finally, late one night, looking at the candlelight in the study, I remembered the young man who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests and had once amazed me.

After a quick calculation, he concluded that the young man is now old enough to enter officialdom.

The candlelight was bright in Su Boqian's eyes.

I made up my mind.