What Yuanyuan was making were pancakes and wild vegetable soup, which were quick to prepare.
"My young woman has such skills."
Yuanyuan smiled and sat to the side.
Su Wanshan devoured his food ravenously. He ate up all the food.
"You two just live here peacefully. We can go back after a year or so."
Yuanyuan had no objections. Having time-traveled here, she had no ambitions for anything. Such a calm life wasn't bad.
After Su Wanshan left, the siblings felt even more at ease.
Yuanyuan enjoyed this kind of life, as she had lived her previous life in a similar way.
The village head had always been watching them. It was rare to see them come out, but over time, he felt more relieved.
One day, the door was knocked on, "Nephew, do you know how to write? There is a funeral in the village, could you help write something?"
