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After everyone had eaten, they sat and chatted, which naturally gave the children more time to play. In the backyard, the adults gathered together, playing rock-paper-scissors and urging each other to drink, creating a lively atmosphere. Laughter, cheers, and the clinking of glasses filled the yard. Children chased each other and played in the corners, their laughter and chatter continuing.

When Jing Chunxi was urged by Jing Mingyue to go back to sleep, the excitement in the backyard was still going on, and the sounds of guessing numbers and urging people to drink were still heard.

"Lazy sister hasn't gotten up yet." Little girl Jing Mingzhu stood at the door, tiptoed, poked her head into the room, and muttered to herself.

"Sister Mingyue is also a lazy bum." The little girl Qiaoqiao joined in the fun with a mischievous smile on her face and a hint of cunning in her eyes.

"The sun is already shining on your butts, and you haven't gotten up yet? Shame on you." They gathered together, teasing each other. Although their voices were not loud, they were loud enough for everyone in the room to hear clearly.

"There are sounds of reading in the backyard. Can't they hear it?" The little girls seemed a little anxious, worried that Jing Chunxi and Jing Mingyue had missed something important because they didn't get up.

"Sister must have been too tired from the journey yesterday, so she couldn't get up." Xiao Mingzhu's tone softened, and she seemed to have some sympathy, but was unwilling to give up just like that.

"Qilang and Congcong have slept enough. They must have done it on purpose." Qiaoqiao retorted, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes.

"Or, let's just forget it?" After watching for a long time without any movement, Jing Mingzhu hesitated for a moment, with a hint of discouragement in his voice.

"No, the eldest lady said that if you don't get up now, she will clear the table. The old general and the old lady are still waiting in the front yard over there." Qiaoqiao immediately retorted in a firm tone.

Jing Chunxi felt that the two little girls did it on purpose. They clearly wanted to cause trouble for the two of them, but they didn't openly call for help. They just kept chattering at the door.

But when Jing Chunxi got here, he didn't need Chuntao and Hongfen to serve him. He didn't know where they had gone, so there was no one guarding the door, and he let the little girls sit on their doorstep and make a fuss.

Jing Chunxi was so disturbed by their noise that she couldn't sleep anymore. In desperation, she rubbed her eyes, yawned, buttoned her clothes, and stood up to open the door. The two girls were caught off guard and fell into the room, almost falling.

"Ouch!" Jing Mingzhu screamed, lost her balance and almost fell.

"Thank you, sister." Qiaoqiao quickly supported Jing Mingzhu with an awkward smile on her face.

"Sister, you're awake." When they saw Jing Chunxi, they immediately smiled brightly, as if the teasing just now was just a joke.

Jing Chunxi grabbed each of them by the back of their collars and lifted them up to their feet. She rubbed her eyes and jokingly said, "What are you doing? Making a fuss at the door so early in the morning."

"Waiting for you." The two girls said in unison.

"What delicious food is there this morning?" Jing Chunxi asked while looking at the two little girls. They looked very energetic and not tired at all. It was obvious that they had woken up long ago.

"That's a lot." Mingzhu looked round. She was originally as tall as Qiaoqiao, but now she looked a little shorter.

She counted on her fingers, "Madame Wang and Second Auntie made several large baskets of glutinous rice cakes a few days ago, wrapped in banana leaves. They're so fragrant, some sweet, some salty. Sister will definitely like them."

"There are also cooked rice cakes with peanut and sesame fillings, which are sticky and fragrant. There are also sugar cakes, with both white sugar and brown sugar." She continued, her eyes gleaming with anticipation, and she was drooling as she spoke.

"One bowl of water chestnut noodles per person, mixed with hot water, is also delicious." Qiaoqiao also came over and added, with a hint of greed in her voice.

"Sister Xi, come quickly. Qiaoqiao just ate a bowl of rice and is hungry again." Qiaoqiao pulled Jing Chunxi's hand, shaking it with an expectant look on her face.

"It's not a holiday, why are there so many delicious foods?" Jing Chunxi was very curious and asked while combing her hair. She looked at herself in the mirror, her hair was a little messy, and there was a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"Why isn't it a festival? Today is Qixi Festival, and there's a celebration at the Mazu Temple. Ghost Festival festivities also last until July 16th. Besides Chinese New Year, the biggest celebration in Lingnan is Ghost Festival." Jing Mingyue looked sleepy, with her legs dangling from the bed, and even dozed off while sitting. Her tone was a bit harsh, as if she was a bit grumpy after waking up.

Seeing Jing Chunxi looking at her in surprise, Jing Mingzhu said, "Just wait and see! Nanny Wang will definitely invite people to make rice dumplings or steam glutinous rice later."

"Madame Wang is the best. Whenever she sees someone in the village making something delicious, she comes back and tries to learn how to make it from my mother. We have delicious food at home every day." Qiaoqiao covered her mouth and laughed when she mentioned her mother, but then she added, "My mother is busy taking care of Congcong now, but she always calls the wives and daughters-in-law of those families to come together. It's so lively, and she always gets a whole basket of whatever she cooks."

Qiaoqiao pointed to the backyard as she spoke, and Jing Chunxi knew she was talking about her second uncle's family. Sure enough, bursts of laughter and chatter could be heard from the backyard, as if everyone was busy preparing something.

"Now my third uncle leads them to grow sweet potatoes and sell sweet potato flour. Life is much better now and they don't lack for food." Jing Mingyue stood up and explained while buttoning her clothes. There was a hint of pride in her voice, as if she was pleased with the changes in her family.

Although Jing Mingzhu is nearly five, her speech is still a bit childish. Holding her head high, she says with a touch of pride, "They now invite us over for dinner and send us pork when they slaughter pigs." Her eyes sparkle, as if she's delighted by this friendly interaction between neighbors.

"Isn't that because Mingzhu is greedy? She's still thinking about other people's food!" Jing Mingzhu didn't get angry when her cousin pulled her hair and teased her. She shook her head and said, "No, my aunt said that the other families have benefited from our family and are thinking about the kindness of our grandparents! It's better to have give and take. You can't just eat our food all your life."

After saying this, he raised his head, looking as if it was a matter of course and unwilling to suffer any loss, which made people laugh.

"By the way, Sister Yaoyao and Sister Jin both remember you! Does Mingzhu still remember them?" Jing Chunxi couldn't help but ask when she thought of the past. She looked at Jing Mingzhu with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"I remember!" Jing Mingzhu thought for a moment and shook her head. "I only remember Sister Jin, not Sister Yaoyao. She always snatched things from me." She pouted, looking aggrieved, and she was still angry when she thought about the past.

"You're so young yet you still hold a grudge." Jing Chunxi pulled Jing Mingzhu's hair bun again, speaking in a doting tone.

Jing Mingzhu shook her head unconvincedly, "She's bad!"

Jing Chunxi remembered that Sister Jin had said before that Jing Mingyao was jealous, liked to say weird things, and liked to compare with others. Jing Chunxi didn't quite believe it at the time and thought it was just some little girls having some opinions after playing around.

But these words came from the mouth of a baby who was only three years old when she left the capital, and she still remembered it clearly two years later. It must be true, and it also made Jing Chunxi have some thoughts about Jing Mingyao who was far away in Qingshan Villa.