Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

"Dada, be good and sit down." Anya pulled Qin Youyou and sat down at the table at home.

A large table of "sumptuous dishes" has been placed on the table.

Qin Youyou's eyebrows twitched twice. These dishes are too... unique, right?

Only in the village of the Sawu tribe, the villagers' "natural talents" could compare with those in front of us.

Anya smiled softly.

"I heard that when your father passed away, there was no pain. It was a happy funeral."

Qin Youyou: ...

What a happy funeral.

"So, you and I don't have to put on sad faces. Let's eat, drink, and have fun."

Qin Youyou: Well, a table full of snakes, insects, rats and ants, it’s quite lively.

"Now that you've brought these friends back, I don't have any special cooking skills, but I still have to make some arrangements."

Brothers: Thank you.

Anya looked at them kindly and said, "You all should sit down and eat quickly, otherwise it will get cold."

The younger brothers sat down with difficulty and picked up their chopsticks, but when they looked at the dishes in front of them, they couldn't bring themselves to eat.

Who is the good person who eats scorpions, centipedes and fat termites?

After a lot of hesitation, he finally said, "Auntie An, although it really smells good, we are all fasting."

"Oh, so that's the case. Auntie An won't force you then."

Anya turned her gaze towards Qin Youyou and said, "Dad, this is the fried scorpion that Mom made especially for you."

She considerately put a burnt scorpion into Qin Youyou's bowl, and then stared at her without blinking.

Will this fake son be the same as Wadasi?

In the past, at this time, Wadasi would throw the scorpion to the ground, crush it with his feet, ask her if she was sick, and then tie her up with chains, telling her not to go out and embarrass herself if she got sick.

So ruthlessly, her deep maternal love and sincere heart were crushed together.

At this moment, she wanted to know whether this fake son was just as naughty, just as irritable, and just as fond of hurting her feelings?

If that's the case... then...

She will never forgive such deception!

Qin Youyou looked at the scorpion in the bowl and her cheeks twitched.

She wanted to refuse, and wanted to say that she was also fasting and didn't need to eat these.

Qin Youyou raised her eyes hesitantly and suddenly saw the almost crazy look in the eyes of the woman opposite her. She shuddered.

Oh my god, this Wadasi’s mother is even more outrageous than her biological mother.

But the next moment, she felt an inexplicable heartache in her heart. If she were in Anya's situation, she could not guarantee that she could always be a normal person.

Qin Youyou made up her mind, isn’t it just eating scorpions?

When she traveled to Yunnan, she had eaten silkworm pupae and cicadas, and they all tasted good. She had heard of fried scorpions but had never eaten them. It seemed to be a famous Shandong dish.

Just think of it as traveling and experiencing the local customs and culture.

She doesn't dare to eat it alive, but if it's dead, fried, and sprinkled with seasonings, what else is there to be afraid of eating?

Eat, eat with big mouthfuls, eat happily!

Qin Youyou said in a loud voice: "Thank you, mother!"

Pick up the fried crispy scorpion and put it directly into your mouth.

Wow, I didn’t expect that it tasted so good and crispy after I put it in my mouth.

Her eyes lit up, and she took the initiative to pick up another worm covered with a thin layer of breadcrumbs and put it into her mouth.

It smells so good, unexpectedly so good!

Anya was stunned, and the dark storm in her eyes disappeared in an instant. She looked at the young man who was eating heartily in front of her, as if she was seeing her own dream.

Dada, her son.

It turns out that he is so cute when he likes to eat the food she cooks.

Looking at her bulging cheeks, it turns out that filling her son's stomach can bring her such great satisfaction.

So happy!

Qin Youyou devoured all the fancy dishes in a flash, clearing them all out. The empty bowls piled high. She wiped the oil from her mouth and said, "Mom, I'll go wash the dishes. You take a rest."

"Ah good."

Anya shuddered and looked at the young man's back as he entered the kitchen, as if she had woken up from a dream.

The look of happiness faded away bit by bit.

If she had not been abducted to the Holy Light Temple, would she have married her childhood sweetheart and had a sensible child, just like what is happening now, with a loving mother and a filial child, living a simple and warm life?

I feel so uncomfortable.

It's impossible, nothing is possible.

Everything is fantasy and false!

Even the warmth in front of me is false!

Anya's expression quickly turned cold.

Fake son, very good at pretending.

If you can't pretend to have feelings for a lifetime, then it's all fake, and she won't forgive this kind of deception!

And how long will you pretend?

Anya stared at the busy figure.

Please be sure to take longer.

The atmosphere group members looked at Anya's appearance, shuddered and shrank their necks.

Why is Wa Ge’s mother so weird?

The goose bumps on my arms are about to fall off.

They silently moved a little further away from Anya.

They looked at each other and sighed softly. Poor Wa Ge, his father died and his mother was acting weird. Why did I suddenly feel a little sympathetic towards Wa Ge?

Qin Youyou came out after washing the dishes and sat down on a chair. Just as she was about to take a break, Anya appeared from the side without anyone noticing, holding a robe in her hand.

Her voice was gentler than the summer evening breeze, and her eyes were sparkling.

"Dada, you will soon inherit your father's position as a divine messenger. I have made a new divine robe for you. Come and try it on."

Qin Youyou immediately stood up and looked at what was in her hands, and saw a golden robe with messy stitches and poor line work.

She frowned slightly.

Anya keenly caught the frown, her smile disappeared, and frost immediately formed in her eyes.

"Why, Dada doesn't like it?"

Haha, he is still the same as that rebellious son!

Ever since he was old enough to understand, Wadasi had disliked his mother and refused to wear any of the clothes she made, saying her craftsmanship would only bring shame to him and that she should stop humiliating herself...

But clearly, every stitch was infused with her love...

He would never know how much hardship she had to endure to make a piece of clothing.

"Since you don't like it, then forget it. Haha, it's just that mother is too greedy..." Anya's voice turned cold, and a flash of murderous intent flashed in her eyes...

Suddenly, her hands were held.

"Mom, let me see your hand." Qin Youyou grabbed Anya's hand without saying anything.

When he saw the needle hole on her fingertip still bleeding, a look of deep heartache appeared on his face.

"Why are you so careless? Is it worth it to tie your hands like this for a robe?"

When she saw the stitching and lines of the robe, she knew that Anya was not good at housework.

Looking closely at the golden robe, there were some inconspicuous blood stains on it. Qin Youyou immediately guessed that Anya was injured.

She blew on Anya's fingers distressedly and complained, "Don't do this again next time."