Everyone on Jiang Yue's side just smiled without saying a word.
Wang Leyuan, standing beside Wang Liya, was secretly amazed too, looking around the room with curiosity.
Luo Beiming exclaimed, "This house must have been built with Old Mr. Yunhe's help, right? In these chaotic times, having a house like this to shelter from the wind and rain is a real blessing. Ordinary evil spirits and monsters couldn't possibly get in. It's truly a secluded paradise."
Jiang Du smiled. "Young people like Yue and the others don't crave a life of comfort. The three of us aren't very capable, so we've made our home here in Panshi Ridge. Please forgive us for the humble surroundings, Mr. Luo."
Luo Beiming replied solemnly, "Sister-in-law, I'm not making fun of you at all. I respect Old Mr. Yunhe greatly. I meant no offense."
Jiang Du chuckled. "Please, everyone, have a seat. I'll get back to making dinner."
As she spoke, Jiang Du tied on her apron and headed toward the kitchen.
Senior A Xia and Zhong Leyi were both very considerate. They followed Jiang Du into the kitchen, saying, "We'll help Auntie."
Seeing this, Han Jingjing smiled and called to Wang Liya, "Miss Wang, care to join us?"
As a guest, Wang Liya had just picked up her teacup to take a few sips. Han Jingjing's invitation left her a little awkward.
She thought, I just got here. Why is this girl being so casual? Who asks a guest to help out in the kitchen?
But now that the invitation had been made, refusing would seem impolite. She couldn't let Master Luo lose face.
She smiled and said, "Sure. I've always wanted to experience cooking over a rural wood-burning stove."
Wang Liya set down her teacup and smiled as she joined Han Jingjing.