A domineering country girl flirts with her son, and Commander Huo can't resist.

In an old house not far away, with lights on, Qiao An took out two candied hawthorns from her bag.

"The White Rabbit candy is gone, so what? Look what Mom brought back for you!"

"What...what is this?" Huo Ning leaned closer to sniff it, but there was no smell.

Huo Chen also looked at the two bunches of fruit in Qiao An's hand with curiosity.

They had never even seen candied hawthorn before.

"These are called candied hawthorns, they're so sweet and delicious, one for each person."

Qiao An handed them the candied hawthorns and carefully reminded them, "There are pits inside, so be careful when you eat them."

"So sweet!" Huo Ning licked the sugar off the hawthorn.

He took a bite, and the sweet and sour taste instantly made Huo Ning forget about being bullied earlier. He was enveloped in something called happiness.

"It's so delicious!"

Huo Chen followed suit, biting into a candied hawthorn, his eyes widening in disbelief as if he couldn't believe there was such a delicious thing in the world.

There are only four hawthorns on a candied hawthorn skewer.

After eating two candied hawthorns, Huo Chen glanced at Qiao An and awkwardly handed the candied hawthorns to her.

His tone was harsh.

"You eat."

Qiao An looked at Huo Chen, who was looking very serious, and couldn't help but chuckle, wanting to tease him.

"Why did you leave two for me?"

"You... helped us fight today." Huo Chen didn't look at her.

"Is that all? Is there no other reason?" Qiao An didn't want to let Huo Chen off the hook; she loved seeing the wrinkled expression on Huo Chen's face.

"You even cook for us."

"Anything else?"

"Buy us clothes."

"What about the others?"

Huo Chen pouted and remained silent.

Huo Ning, who was standing to the side, also finished her two candied hawthorns. She snuggled in Qiao An's arms and, like Huo Chen, gave Qiao An the candied hawthorns she was holding.

"Because you are our mother, we should save the best food for her."

Joan smiled and pinched Huo Ning's cheek, "My darling daughter is so good."

"Huo Chen, is that what you think too?"

Huo Chen's clenched fist looked like a small steamed bun, so Qiao An simply bent down and gently pecked Huo Chen's face.

Huo Chen froze instantly, his face turning bright red, like a ripe apple.

"How about this, Mom will eat one candied hawthorn, and you can have the last one, okay?"

Qiao An ate two hawthorns, one after another.

It tastes sweet in my mouth, and even sweeter in my heart.

After calming the two children, Joanne went to the kitchen to cook.

There was a whole live chicken in the room; she planned to stew it for the children and make some porridge.

Stepping into the kitchen, Qiao An glanced at the stove and sneered.

Sure enough, both the money and the meat were gone.

She had already given them so many chances, yet they still took advantage of her kindness. So Qiao An wouldn't hold back and wouldn't show any mercy to her fellow villagers.

Tomorrow is a day off, and I was just wondering what to do when this opportunity came to me.

The aroma of chicken quickly wafted out through the cracks in the windows and doors.

The Wang family in the front yard also smelled it.

"This doesn't smell like pork." Shi Ahua was eating pork but not forgetting to smell the aroma.

"It tastes more like stewed chicken," Wang Lei remarked.

"Damn it! These days, chickens are kept to lay eggs, right? That stupid woman, Qiao An, actually killed the chicken!" Old Mrs. Wang suddenly felt that the pork in her mouth didn't taste good anymore.

"Didn't you see they had chicken when you went to play in the backyard today?"

Wang Dazhuang, his mouth greasy from eating, said, "No, their kitchen was spotless today. There was only five yuan and a piece of pork lying on the floor."

"Hmph, eating meat every day, even the old landlords couldn't keep up! Look! Now they can't afford meat, so they have to kill chickens, right?"

"She'll have a lot of hard times ahead of her," Old Mrs. Wang said with a hint of smugness.

"But Grandma, if their family goes through a hard time, will our family not have meat to eat either?"

Wang Dazhuang's words reminded Shi Ahua and the others.

Yes, if Qiao An doesn't have money to buy meat, then her family won't be able to eat it either.

As the saying goes, it's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

Thanks to Joan, they've been eating meat for almost half a month.

Although it wasn't much, we had meat at home every day, and life was incredibly comfortable.

"Hey, we still have 5 yuan left, that should be enough for us for a while."

"It's all thanks to Qiao An being such an idiot that she didn't even realize something was missing from her house," Shi Ahua said, covering her mouth and laughing.

"He was just a fool all along. Don't be fooled by his recent apparent enlightenment; he still doesn't understand anything." Old Wang finished eating and lit his pipe.

"Dazhuang, don't go tomorrow. Qiao An seems to be on holiday. Let's go see what else we can bring home the day after tomorrow."

"Grandpa, I understand."

After finishing their candied hawthorns, Huo Chen and Huo Ning waited inside the house. They could also smell the aroma of chicken, so they peeked out through the crack in the door.

"Brother, it felt so good when Mom beat up Xiao Gang today," Huo Ning suddenly said.

Huo Chen felt a sense of satisfaction when he thought about the scene just now. "She was probably afraid that we would get beaten up and lose face for her."

Even now, Huo Chen remains skeptical.

"Brother, Mom is really good to us. Don't always be so mean to her. What if... what if Mom really runs away because of you?" Huo Ning's eyes started to redden again as he spoke.

"Don't be angry, don't cry. I'll talk to her nicely from now on, okay?"

Huo Chen hurriedly tried to comfort Huo Ning.

My sister is great in every way, except she cries too much.

Joan brought in chicken and porridge. "Eat, eat!"

"One chicken leg for each person, no one should take it."

The two children sat on the stool, looking at each other, until finally Huo Ning spoke.

"Mom, the chicken only has two legs. My brother and I each have one. What are you going to eat?"

Oh my, Qiao An's heart almost melted when she heard that.

They say a daughter is like a warm cotton-padded jacket, but her daughter is more like a down jacket.

"You guys eat, Mom used to eat this all the time, I'm tired of chicken legs."

Clearly, Huo Chen and Huo Ning did not believe it.

So, how could the Huo family not know what Qiao An ate every day?

Mom wants to save the best food for them.

Even Huo Chen felt he had let Qiao An down and that he should treat her better in the future.

However, Joan was really tired of it. Although she lived in the apocalypse in her previous life, the shelter she built was like a paradise. In addition, she had a transmigration group, and her group members sent her a lot of poultry.

So she really never went hungry.

"Eat up, it won't taste good if it gets cold." Qiao An tore off two chicken legs and put them into the siblings' bowls.

A whole chicken is too much for three people to finish, so Qiao An plans to pan-fry the rest tomorrow and make a Chinese-style hamburger for the two kids.

After dinner, Joan told them a story.

Picture books weren't on the shopping list she gave Mo Yuxuan; at that time, Qiao An hadn't thought about the issue of having two children at all.

I only got Mo Yuxuan to buy picture books these past two days.

"Mom, is this a comic book?" Huo Ning asked curiously, touching the colorful picture book.

Since neither of them could read, Qiao An just made something up, "Yes, Mom asked a colleague at the police station to buy this from the state-run bookstore in the county town. Isn't it beautiful?"

"The little people and animals on it are so pretty!" Huo Ning said, lying on Qiao An's lap.

"We'll tell you one more story, then it's time for bed. If you go to bed early, you'll grow as tall as your mom."

Huo Chen suddenly interjected, "I'm a man, so I have to be taller than you."

Qiao An was speechless.

"Then you should be as tall as Huo Jiyun."

By the way, how tall is Huo Jiyun again?

Can not remember.