Noon arrived as expected, and Jiang Mingyue cooked her first meal in Qingshan Village. As she anticipated, Jiang Zhenmei was the first to ask out of curiosity.
"Ming Yue, where did you get the rice? Oh my goodness! You even cooked dry rice. Heaven knows I've never had dry rice; at most, when I was sick, I could have porridge made from white rice and wild vegetables."
Jiang Mingyue explained with a reason she had prepared long ago, which didn't arouse any suspicion.
Mrs. Jiang laughed and said, "Ever since our Ming Yue came back, our family life has been getting better and better. Eldest and second sons, you two should head back up the mountain later and bring some game back for Ming Yue."
The eldest and second sons were in full agreement with this arrangement.
"Hmm, hmm! We'll listen to Mom." Hunting would fill their bellies, and they wouldn't mind not sleeping.
So, the two brothers secretly discussed when to go up the mountain again.
