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Grandma Qiao had lit the stove inside, and even in the frigid depths of winter, the room was toasty warm.

As Xu Han fed Koukou steamed egg custard, Yuan Yuan came out rubbing his sleepy little eyes.

"Good morning, Grandma Qiao, Auntie Qiao, little brother Koukou." Yuan Yuan greeted them sweetly. He did not understand seniority, so he simply called Grandma Qiao what the adults did.

Grandma Qiao was not really old, but calling her anything else felt awkward, so no one bothered correcting him.

Hearing someone call his name, Koukou happily let out an "ah."

Grandma Qiao smiled. "Morning. Come eat. Where's your uncle?"

"Uncle's still brushing his teeth," Yuan Yuan said.

People in the mountain village went to bed early and rose early. Xu Han had thought they would sleep in a little later. "You're up so early. Did you sleep comfortably last night?"

With Grandma Qiao's help, Yuan Yuan sat on a stool. "I did, but it was too dark."

The countryside was unlike the city. At night, even after the lights were turned off, there was still light outside. And nowadays, many children were left with a little bedside lamp while sleeping so they would not be afraid.

But where would they have such refinements as bedside lamps? There was only one energy-saving bulb in each room. Xu Han had bought a small desk lamp because she needed to get up in the middle of the night to feed the baby and was afraid the energy-saving bulb would be too bright. The other rooms had none.

Still, sleeping with the energy-saving bulb on was too bright, while turning it off made the room very dark. It was probably indeed hard for Yuan Yuan to adjust at first.

"Then is Yuan Yuan scared?"

Yuan Yuan puffed out his little chest. "No."

Xu Han laughed at him. "Hurry and eat. Which dish do you want? Auntie will serve you."

Yuan Yuan could eat with a small spoon by himself, but he could not serve himself food. Grandma Qiao put a little of every dish into his small bowl and set it before him so he could scoop it up with his spoon.

Yuan Yuan scooped up a piece of stir-fried mustard stem, then said with a beaming smile, "It's delicious."

Xu Han liked diners who showed their appreciation like that.

Koukou had originally been sitting obediently as Xu Han spoon-fed him egg custard, but he suddenly could not sit still. When Xu Han brought another spoonful to his mouth, he turned his head away, pursed his lips, and refused to eat. He made two little "mm-mm" sounds and reached for the spoon in her hand.

"Be good, baby. This isn't for playing." Xu Han steadied his body with her leg and freed up her other hand to catch his flailing little hand.

Koukou was too young to reason with. He did not care whether it was fun or not; he simply kept reaching for it.

Grandma Qiao handed over a clean wooden spoon. "Let him play with this."

Koukou held it in his hand, but he was still not satisfied. He looked at Yuan Yuan, then at the egg custard on the table, babbling, "Ah, ah."

Xu Han did not understand what he wanted at first, but Yuan Yuan did. "Little brother wants to eat by himself."

"Hm? Is that so?"

Koukou had never shown any sign of wanting to feed himself before, so Xu Han was a little doubtful. Still, she brought the bowl of egg custard in front of him to try. Sure enough, Koukou wanted to scoop it up himself.

Seeing him clumsily unable even to find the rim of the bowl, everyone at the table laughed. It was part of growing up, and Xu Han was especially happy. She reached out and stroked his little cheek. "You little rascal."

"Little brother must have seen me eating, so he wanted to eat by himself too," Yuan Yuan said.

Xu Han had heard that children liked learning from other children. It was probably like, You have a lollipop, so I want one too. She just had not expected Koukou, so tiny as he was, to already have such thoughts.

"What's everyone laughing so happily about?" Gu Yanqing asked as he came out after washing up and saw the smiles on everyone's faces.

When Koukou saw Gu Yanqing, he happily waved the little spoon in his hand at him. Yuan Yuan said, "Little brother wants to eat by himself."

"Hm? He's so little and already wants to feed himself? Koukou is amazing."

Hearing Gu Yanqing call his name made Koukou even happier. He babbled "ah, ah" so loudly that he sounded like a little whistle. Sometimes Xu Han's eardrums hurt from his shrieks.

Gu Yanqing held out his arms to him. "Does baby want me to hold him?"

After not seeing him for a whole night, Gu Yanqing was a fresh daddy again. Koukou opened his little arms, asking to be held.

Xu Han had long since grown used to her son's rebelliousness and said calmly, "He isn't full yet."

Gu Yanqing picked him up and sat down. "I'll feed him."

Xu Han had no objection and handed him the spoon.

With Gu Yanqing feeding Koukou, Xu Han quickly drank two small bowls of congee herself. "I'm going to pick vegetables in the garden. If you don't want to hold him anymore, just call for me at the door. I'll be in the vegetable garden next to the house."

The farmhouse restaurant used up a great deal of produce. Yesterday, she had only delivered part of it. Today, Xu Han planned to deliver both the morning and evening portions together. Otherwise, if the truck had to make two trips, she would lose a fortune.

Other than the cold, Xu Han found picking vegetables quite enjoyable. Looking at her garden full of plump, tender vegetables made her feel deeply satisfied. The bok choy was thick and lush, with only two or three heads fitting into a basket. The sprout buds of the baby mustard greens were layered upon layer, and just a few filled a basket. To Xu Han, these were all the fruits of her and Grandma Qiao's labor.

"Your vegetable garden would definitely get a lot of views if you filmed it." Gu Yanqing's voice suddenly popped up while Xu Han was picking vegetables, startling her badly.

Damn, does this man make no sound when he walks?

When Xu Han used to watch those countryside food shows, her favorite thing to see was always their lush, verdant vegetable gardens. She had also considered filming herself and becoming an online influencer.

But on the one hand, she had a child to care for, vegetables to grow, and countless miscellaneous tasks to handle. She had no time. She would also have to teach herself filming and editing, which would probably mean working around the clock.

On the other hand, there were already tons of influencers doing countryside livestreams in this world. To become famous, she would need something distinctive. After thinking it over, it seemed she had no special feature besides her face. And beautiful people attracted trouble. Others would surely accuse her of faking things or putting on airs.

Xu Han felt that growing vegetables and getting rich suited her better.

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