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Chapter 124 Wen Qingyan: My sister-in-law is partial to me!

The group returned to the camp carrying their spoils.

By now, the fire has been lit.

Song Yuge calculated the time accurately and started to cook chicken noodle soup for everyone.

The sky was still gloomy, but the small island, the wooden houses, and the curling smoke really gave me a feeling of surviving in the wilderness.

"Teacher Song, we are back."

"Look what we caught?"

Song Yuge stirred the chicken soup in the pot, then put the noodles in and stirred them.

She heard their voices and her eyes lit up with a smile, "Really? What did you catch?"

"There's the octopus you like, and some shrimp and crabs."

"By the way, we also caught a fish."

They didn't dare go too far, but they caught a lot of shrimps and crabs.

Even if it's eaten by a group of them, it's enough for two or three meals.

Song Yuge opened their bags and took a look. He was also surprised, then smiled helplessly, "Seafood is only delicious when it's freshly caught. You caught so much, what if you can't finish it?"

Zhou Yili smiled, took their bags, poured them into the bucket, and added some sea water.

"It's okay. If you can't finish it, you can let it rest. It should be fine if you let it rest for a day or two."

Seeing this, Song Yuge had no objection. After all, there were many of them, so it didn't matter if they had a few more meals.

She asked them to clean up quickly and prepare for dinner.

Chicken noodle soup is ready in no time.

Everyone had already smelled the rich aroma of chicken soup in the air.

Now we are so excited to hear that we can eat it soon.

Song Yuge simply seasoned the bowl, poured in chicken soup, then added the cooked noodles and some stewed chicken.

Everyone packed up simply and came over.

Take the chicken noodle soup from Song Yuge's hand.

The chicken leg that Wen Qingyan had been looking forward to for the entire afternoon finally appeared in his bowl.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath, "It smells so good."

The others held their bowls of noodles and nodded in agreement.

"Don't smell it, just eat it."

Song Yuge handed the freshly prepared noodles to Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan reached out to take it, just in time to see her wink at him.

He was stunned for a few seconds, and when he was eating the noodles, he found that Song Yuge had secretly put a lot of chicken in his bowl of noodles.

Looking at the chicken in the bowl, the man remembered that she had asked him what he wanted to eat just now, and he didn't expect that she really gave him a bowl full of meat.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he picked up the chopsticks, squatted casually beside the wooden house, and ate noodles.

After Wen Qingyan gorged himself on a chicken leg, he still felt unsatisfied. Fortunately, the noodles were cooked in chicken broth, so even after the meat was finished, he could still taste a hint of meat in the noodles.

He glanced at the man beside him casually, and saw that there was still a lot of meat left at the bottom of his bowl after eating for so long. His eyes widened suddenly, "Xiao Wen, you..."

Wen Yuan glanced at him expressionlessly.

Wen Qingyan wanted to ask why there was so much meat in your bowl, but when he met that look, he held the thought back.

He bit his chopsticks with a wronged look on his face, his face showing his sister-in-law's partiality.

Wen Yuan looked calm. Even though he was not sitting at an exquisite and expensive dining table, and he was not holding specially customized bowls and chopsticks, his eating manners did not change at all because he was squatting next to the wooden house.

Her every move still reveals a hint of dignity and elegance.

If you don’t know, you might think he was eating some star-rated dish specially prepared for him by a chef.

After finishing dinner, Song Yuge looked at Wen Yuan beside him.

Wen Yuan wiped his mouth gracefully, still feeling a little unsatisfied.

He was very satisfied with the bowl of noodles.

Not only is it delicious, but more importantly, it was made specially for him by Song Yuge.

He looked up casually, and then met Song Yuge's eyes, "?"

Song Yuge looked at him expectantly.

The man paused, "What's wrong?"

"Bucket, Xiaowen."

Song Yuge looked at him, "You didn't forget, did you?"

Wen really forgot Yuan, "...No, I remember."

"So, where's the bucket? Do you want us to help get it back?"

Song Yuge thought that if it was really a whole big bucket, it would not be able to fit in.

After all, their cabin only had so much space.

And there are so many people.

"See if you can find a foldable bathtub. That way, it will be easier for us to store it, right?"

Wen Yuan nodded and smiled slightly, "Yes, you are right, I will take it back later."

Song Yuge patted his shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

The man glanced at the small hand on his shoulder and smiled, "It's not hard."

In the observation room, Assistant Short had already called and instructed someone to quickly prepare eight folding bathtubs.

Taking the back door very openly.

The director and others on the side: "..."

Do they dare to refute?

dare not.