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"That's right, that's right. Nanny Wang didn't even give us seafood porridge this time. I want some too." Tang Shuang had already leaned in behind Jing Chunxi without him noticing. She and Xiao Man's greedy expressions made them look even more excited than Jing Chunxi. Tang Shuang kept tugging at Jing Chunxi's sleeves, like a cat begging for food.

Jing Chunxi scolded angrily, "Don't go back and tell your grandparents that you are starving. Eating big bowls of meat every day is not enough!" She deliberately put on a stern face, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.

"How could that be? There's a big basket of cakes in the car! We're afraid we won't be able to finish them." Xiaoman stuck out her tongue, took out a piece of sesame candy from her arms, and shook it as if showing off.

There was no need to worry about them not wanting to eat before the Lunar New Year was over. During their four days in Yamen Village, Zhuang had prepared a table full of delicious dishes every day. The glistening braised pork, the fragrant stewed chicken, and the crispy and tender grilled fish still make my mouth water just thinking about it now.

Add to that the cakes, rice dumplings, and glutinous rice cakes that were specially made for them after the New Year, and everyone's stomachs were never empty. The old lady and Nanny Wang had even asked them to make more, and now Jing Chunxi's space was filled with several large baskets of cakes, rice dumplings, and glutinous rice cakes that were still warm.

The children of Qingshan Villa will be so happy to eat the delicious food made by their loved ones.

"I really want to eat something light and sweet." Xu Zize couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he saw the girl talking about food. Afraid of being infected, he hurried forward and said, "Let's go buy some seafood."

His voice was a little lighter than usual, and there was a smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, with the youthful vigor that was unique to a teenager of his age.

Perhaps because the tide has been out for a long time, the top layer of sea sand is dry, so it is not difficult to walk on it and you will not sink into the sand, but some sand will still get into your shoes.

Tiny grains of sand playfully crept into the boots and rubbed between the toes, making it so itchy that one couldn't help but want to stamp their feet.

Seeing that Xiaoman and Tangshuang who were running in front had taken off their shoes, Jing Chunxi was no longer reserved. He threw his slippers and socks aside and stepped into the soft sand.

The soft sand immediately enveloped her feet, a slight coolness that wasn't cold at all, a sensation that spread from the soles of her feet all the way to her heart. She couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah!", a childlike smile on her face.

"Zhengyue, Chuntao, you guys should take off your clothes too. It's so comfortable! Not cold at all." After saying that, she ran down from the sand pile. Her headband fluttered in the sea breeze, and her hair danced with it. She looked like a happy butterfly, and Xu Zize couldn't help but stare at her in a trance.

"Hey! I'll be there soon. Frost, wait for us!" Zhengyue took off her shoes happily, not caring about the many guards around her. She stepped onto the beach in a few steps, her movements as smooth as a little rabbit.

Chuntao, on the other hand, was usually very methodical in her words and actions. She was very slow in taking off her shoes and socks, and was very careful when stepping into the sand, which made them wait for a long time.

Fortunately, when they left Yamen Village, they took off all their jewelry and hairpins, and changed into simple riding clothes, allowing them to run freely on the beach like they do now.

Seeing that the master was standing there motionless, Qingfeng thought that he was too dirty to go down. He quickly kicked off his boots and stuffed his cloth socks into them. He said casually, "Master, don't worry. I'll go down and watch over the young lady. She'll be fine."

There was a hint of urgency in his voice, fearing he might spoil his master's fun. He was about to rush forward when a pair of bony hands from behind tugged at his waistband. The force was sudden and precise, catching him off guard. He stumbled and fell, leaving a small dent in the soft sand.

Xu Zize squatted down and took off his shoes and socks. His movements were as graceful as unfolding a scroll in the study. He stuffed the socks into his boots and threw them on his stomach. Qingfeng didn't even have time to pat his hands on the sofa before hugging them tightly. The boots still carried the master's body temperature.

His master turned around and gave him a look of contempt, which clearly said "meddling".

Seeing the girl skipping ahead, her hair fluttering in the sea breeze like a tireless butterfly, she was in a rare good mood. Xu Zize quickly followed her, leaping a few times, the fine sand rising from his sleeves, and he was at Jing Chunxi's side in a flash.

Only then did he pace slowly, deliberately maintaining the composure of a young master from a noble family, looking straight toward the sea.

If it weren't for the pair of bare feet covered in sand and the anxious look that revealed his true emotions, and the slightly red ears that betrayed his true emotions, anyone would have thought he was a gentleman just by looking at his posture.

Seeing his masters rushing forward without even removing their shoes, he quickly passed them, leading his two guards, the soles of his boots leaving a trail of deep footprints on the wet sand.

We came to a fishing boat that had been moored on the shore. It was old but sturdy, and its hull was covered with traces of shells, like a piece of armor covered with time.

"Hey! Why are there no fish or shrimp?"

He looked at the baskets that the two fishermen carried off the boat. The baskets were woven with rattan unique to the seaside, and the edges had been polished to a shine. Then he looked at the almost empty fishing boat. Quick Foot asked a question, his voice full of confusion.

"Brother, why are there only eggs?" The basket placed on the beach was full of white eggs, some big and some small, the big ones were as big as a child's fist, and the small ones were about the size of a thumb, with different shades of color.

Baskets of eggs glowed with a warm luster in the sunlight, like pearls scattered on the ground.

"You want fish and shrimp? Come to our village. We have fishing boats there. We have fish, shrimp, crabs, and other seafood."

The old fisherman standing on the boat stopped, with the smell of sea breeze in the wrinkles on his bronze face, and pointed to the village at the foot of the mountain not far away. The village was built on the mountain, and the thatched roofs were faintly visible among the green trees.

"Miss, there's no fish or shrimp here. I'll send two people to the village to buy some. What would you like?"

Quick Foot turned around helplessly and asked for advice.

Xu Zize came over briskly, saying, "Wait a minute." There was a hint of inquiring interest in his voice.

"No fish or shrimp? Then why go out to sea?" Xu Zize frowned slightly, very puzzled.

"What are they carrying so heavily? Conch? I want to eat conch, too." Although Jing Chunxi was still some distance away, his eyes wandered around the fishing boat and his pace quickened.

The four of them soon stood in front of baskets of eggs. Some of the eggs were still covered with grass scraps, and almost all of them were covered with feces, emitting a faint smell of the sea.

"Why are there so many eggs on the island over there? Are they laid by seagulls?" Everyone became curious. Xiaoman even stretched out his hands and held an egg in each. The eggs looked particularly round in his palms. Some of the eggs even had fresh feces on them, but he didn't mind the dirt.

"Xiao Man, you are so stupid. How can a seagull's egg be that big?" Frosting also picked up a cleaner egg, held it up to the sun, and shook her head. "But a sea duck egg seems to be a little smaller." There was a certainty in her voice that was unique to a cook.

"Old man, are you guys going to the island to collect eggs?" Xu Zize saw the last basket of eggs being carried down, the weight of the basket bending the shoulder pole into a bow. After seeing the four fishermen take a break, he approached and asked in a gentle and polite tone.

"Yes! Sir, there are many small islands near us, and there are also many small fish and shrimps. Wild ducks, various seabirds, turtles and so on like to live here, and they lay a lot of eggs. It would be a waste if we don't pick them up."