By this time, the sky was nearly dark. It was about time to tidy up and prepare dinner.
Wang Qingyue shook her head at the scene, then followed Chen Yang into the inner room to help out.
They spread a floor mat under the bed in advance.
After finishing with these tasks, Chen Yang asked Wang Qingyue what she'd like to eat for dinner so he could start cooking.
Wang Qingyue sat on the bed, thought for a moment, and then said, "I want to eat some fresh vegetables. We've been eating nothing but meat in the mountains these past few days—I'm sick of it."
"Alright, then wait here a bit while I go outside and pick some for you."
"Okay."
With that, Chen Yang took a vegetable basket from the house and headed out.
In the village, getting pork might be tricky, but vegetables were everywhere.
After all, it was the countryside—didn't every household grow a bit of their own greens?
