Old Mrs. Qin stayed behind just to take care of Zhao Jin'er. She never thought that Zhao Jin'er would not stay at home for so many days and would rarely come back today. Naturally, she tried her best to cook a table of good dishes according to her taste.

Zhao Jiner feasted and made two big bowls of rice.

Seeing that his grandson-in-law had a good appetite, Old Mrs. Qin was even more delicious than she had eaten, so she served her a large bowl of pork ribs and kelp soup.

Zhao Jiner was already full, and asked about the fresh and fragrant soup, and couldn't help but drink another big bowl.

Seeing that she was eating deliciously, Old Lady Qin wanted to serve her again. Qin Muxiu stopped her and smiled, "How can such a young person eat so much? His belly is about to be broken."

"It's so delicious, it's gone as soon as you soak it, and it's broken." Old Mrs. Qin glared at her grandson dissatisfied, like all the old people who advised her children to eat, "I believe you these days and say that I will take good care of Jinya, but the more I take care of you, the thinner I get!"

Seeing that his husband was criticized, Zhao Jiner hurriedly said, "It's not his business. He gives me the food he cooks every day."

"That's just that you didn't eat!" Old Mrs. Qin felt so sorry for her granddaughter-in-law. She had been married for more than two years and had only raised some meat. It was only ten days before she fell down again.

"I've eaten! I've eaten all of each meal!"

"How come you are so thin?"

"Maybe it's because you have too much trouble, you will lose weight if you move more."

Zhao Jiner said it lightly, but Old Lady Qin knew how tired she was these days.

Knowing that I couldn't persuade me, I had to sigh, "After eating, hurry back to the house and rest. There are so many people in my family, so you don't have to work hard."

Zhao Jiner looked at the calloused hands and gray hair of old lady Qin and said distressedly, "Mmmm, don't always work. There are four girls at home, as well as Aunt Fan, Liu Ma, and Auntie, so you can do it. If you always tease the children and enjoy the happiness."

Old Mrs. Qin smiled and said, "You don't mean you want to eat something you cook."

Zhao Jiner pursed her lips and smiled without saying clearly: How could she be willing to let her breasts cook for her every day at such an old age? She just wanted to keep them for a few more days.

After her father passed away, Old Lady Qin was the first elder to give her warmth. In her heart, she was even closer than her ghost doctor grandfather.

The couple returned to the room hand in hand, and Zhao Jin'er asked Qin Muxiu, "Is there any way to keep the milk for a long time? I really can't bear to leave her."

Qin Muxiu smiled, "I know you can't bear to leave. If you really insist on keeping it, she may not be able to stay. But her hometown is her root. I'm afraid that she will suffer from some illness."

Zhao Jiner was immediately poured into a pot of cold water, because Qin Muxiu was right, the elderly who left their hometown in their later years were indeed prone to falling in love with their homesickness.

After falling a few golden beans, Zhao Jiner choked and said, "Then wait until the Dragon Boat Festival and let the uncle go back with his breasts. It just so happened that the sister-in-law was going to give birth to her at that time. They can help them when they go back."

Qin Muxiu hugged her tightly, "Do you miss home?"

Zhao Jiner was stunned.

During these days in the capital, although the emperor rewarded the house, she and her husband were doing what they wanted, and even accumulated some connections and friends, but when she returned to her midnight, she still often dreamed of the house in her hometown and the medicine field behind the mountain.

Why don't you miss home?

In her heart, the blue brick and large tiled houses she had built with her own eyes and put in their efforts to decorate the decoration are her home and her roots.

She immediately understood Old Mrs. Qin's mood.

"I miss home, too."

Qin Muxiu gently stroked her cheek, "In a few years, when Mu Yi ascended the throne and the medical hall got on track, we no longer needed here, so we would go back, plant a few acres of land, raise a few children, and live with the green mountains and clear waters, and stay away from the earthly world."

Zhao Jiner raised Shui Lingling's eyes and shone with hope, "Really?"

"Why not."

Zhao Jiner tightened Qin Muxiu with her backhand, "Do you want to go back too?"

Qin Muxiu smiled, "I don't care wherever I go. As long as you are there, it's good everywhere."
Chapter completed!