I have been farming since I crossed over.

The Lu family returned to Qianhuang Mountain and held a welcoming banquet in the big kitchen!

There were eight dishes on the table, six hot, one cold, and one dry, all of them hard-core dishes: braised roe deer, boiled fish, braised beef in soy sauce, braised goose, pheasant stewed with potatoes, and pork stewed with beans; the cold dish was the soy sauce beef, and the dry dish was roasted whole lamb.

The Lu family hadn't enjoyed meat so happily for several months. In the past, the Lu family didn't eat delicacies, but there was always meat on the table for every meal.

After the meal, everyone felt like they were back in the Lu family. It was very comfortable. After the meal, everyone went back to their own yards to rest well. After all, they had been hiking outside for more than two months.

Only Mrs. Lu and Mr. Lu lived in Mrs. Lu's yard. When the old couple returned to the yard, Mrs. Lu said, "Old man, go take a shower and go to bed! You've been tired for so many days."

Old Master Lu nodded and went to the kitchen to light a fire and boil water. He looked at the firewood beside the stove and felt confused.

Old Lady Lu walked into the kitchen, glanced at Old Master Lu and said, "Let me do it. How many years have you not done these things? Do you still remember how to do it?"

Old Master Lu smiled awkwardly and said, "Yes, it's been years since I last entered the kitchen. Now I can't even light a fire. I'm really not qualified to stand in the court anymore."

Old Lady Lu pursed her lips and said, "That doesn't sound like something you would say. Where is that resourceful person who could win a victory from a thousand miles away?"

"Are you old? Look, you can't even boil water now. It's so embarrassing." Old Master Lu looked at Old Lady Lu, who easily lit a fire and boiled water.

Lu Jintang returned to his own courtyard and was about to take a bath when he suddenly remembered that there were only the old couple in his grandparents' yard, and there was not even hot water for him to take a bath.

Lu Jintang carried two buckets of hot water and walked briskly to Old Master Lu's courtyard. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted loudly: "Grandpa and Grandma, I'm here to bring you hot water!"

Hearing the sound, Old Lady Lu hurried out from the kitchen, her face full of loving smiles, and said, "Tang'er is here! You've come all this way, come in and sit down. You've been exhausted all day, go take a hot bath and have a good rest! We can just boil some hot water here."

Lu Jintang smiled and shook his head, walked to the kitchen door, and looked inside. He saw his grandfather and grandmother busy in the kitchen. A blazing fire was burning in the stove, and an iron pot was placed on top of it. The water inside had begun to steam.

Grandfather sat in front of the stove, firewood in one hand and tongs in the other, his eyes focused and serious, as if he could see the blazing flames through the stove. He gently placed the firewood into the stove, then carefully adjusted the position of the firewood with the tongs to ensure it would burn thoroughly.

Grandfather's movements were skillful and natural, as if he had repeated them countless times. His hands were steady and powerful, and each movement was filled with a love and reverence for life. In front of this small stove, Grandfather demonstrated the wisdom and strength of living in harmony with nature.

The flames in the hearth rose higher and higher, illuminating Grandfather's face. A satisfied smile graced his face, a warm glow in his eyes. This smile evoked a deep inner tranquility and peace. No matter how time passed, no matter how his life changed, Grandfather remained steadfast in his devotion and love for life.

Lu Jintang looked at the scene in front of him. He wanted to find someone to help with the fire and cooking, but he couldn't bring himself to say it. He just stood there blankly, motionless.

Old Lady Lu came over, took Lu Jintang's hand and said, "Don't worry, your grandfather is fine. Even at this age, he can still relax and be a happy housekeeper, which is not bad." After saying that, she glanced at her old man. From his appearance, it seemed that his stubborn temper had come up again.

"Go back, boy Tang, we will soon be able to adapt to this kind of life. So far, I feel very happy living this kind of life, and I believe it will be like this in the future." said Old Master Lu.

The moment Lu Jintang turned around, tears welled up in his eyes. This old general who commanded thousands of troops was thought to be buried on the battlefield, but he ended up in the countryside, living as a homesteader.

But seeing grandpa and grandma supporting each other is also good!

Passing by his mother's yard, Lu Jintang couldn't help but walk in.

There was no one in the front hall or the kitchen. It was a bit inappropriate to go to his father's backyard at this time. After thinking about it, he turned around and prepared to go back. Then he heard Lu's mother's voice: "Tang'er is here, come in and sit down!"

In the main room in the backyard, Mother Lu had not rested yet. She was sitting in the room, wondering what she was thinking about.

Lu Jintang walked into the room and said with a smile, "Mom, why aren't you resting yet? I'll go boil some hot water for you. Wash up and go to bed early!" After that, he turned around and prepared to go out to the kitchen to boil some hot water.

"Tang'er, please sit down for a while and talk to your mother." said Lu's mother.

Lu Jintang sat down, looked at the teapot on the table, then stood up, picked up the teapot, and took a teacup, ready to pour a cup of tea for his mother. When he reached out and touched the cold teapot, Lu Jintang felt very uncomfortable. He put down the teapot and said, "I'll go boil some water, mother, wait a moment."

Lu Jintang turned and walked out, almost as if running away.

Arriving in the kitchen, Lu Jintang took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, finally releasing his suppressed emotions. He squatted in front of the stove, picked up dry pine branches, lit the fire, and added firewood, all done smoothly.

Mother Lu arrived at the kitchen door at some point. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she watched Lu Jintang's actions. Then she softly said, "Tang'er has really grown up. I don't know how much hardship you've endured to develop the skills you have today. It's all because of us, your parents, being useless, that we've let you live such an unsatisfactory life."

After Lu's mother finished speaking, she wiped her tears with her hand and smiled again, "However, I also want to thank God for giving us this opportunity to let you learn to live a real life, a free and easy life. Although it is a little tiring, being together as a family is the best."

Lu Jintang stood up, helped Mother Lu in, brought a stool for her to sit on, and said, "Mom, how about you? Are you happy? Why don't you come live with me?"

Mother Lu smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm doing fine. When I feel better, I'll accompany your grandmother to visit the Yang family and feel out their opinions. We'll finalize this matter. We'd better seize the opportunity if the girl is good." After that, she looked at Lu Jintang and said, "Tang'er, I think Miss Yang is a good person. You can't let her down. Husband and wife, monogamy is the best partnership. Do you understand?"

Lu Jintang was stunned for a moment. Why would his mother say that? Wasn't it her who gave her maid, Concubine Liu, to his father first? Why did it feel like that wasn't the case?

Mother Lu looked at Lu Jintang's expression and understood. She sighed and said, "When I was young and ignorant, I always thought that if I loved someone, I had to give them everything they wanted. As a result, I felt unhappy. Later, I realized that love is really crowded. Two people are just right. If there is one more, someone will be eliminated."

Father Lu, who was standing outside the door, felt a blank in his mind after hearing this. He thought about how foolish he was when he was young. He actually misunderstood the wife he had married after many attempts, which led to the current situation. He could only swallow his bitterness.