Shocking! Five men are in love with the same woman!

Then everyone enjoyed the delicious food while chatting happily.

The table was laden with a dazzling array of snacks.

There are golden and crispy fried dough twists, sprinkled with a thin layer of white sugar; and soft and sweet glutinous rice balls, with a crystal-clear outer skin and sweet red bean paste filling inside.

There are also crispy and delicious roasted sunflower seeds, which make a crisp sound when you put them in your mouth.

There are also many kinds of dried fruits, such as bright red dates, purple raisins, and golden apricot preserves.

The pastries were exquisite, including osmanthus cake, almond shortbread, and lotus flower pastries with layers upon layers.

The lotus-shaped pastries were so vibrant in color that they looked just like real lotus flowers.

Ling Yan's clear eyes sparkled with joy, and a gentle smile appeared on her lips.

Shen Qingchen sat beside Ling Yan, engrossed in sharing with everyone the various interesting stories from his travels over the years.

Xiao Muyao sat down next to him, his gaze tenderly falling on Ling Yan, his eyes filled with doting affection.

While listening to the story, he would occasionally chat and laugh with others.

Afterwards, Chu Xiyao excitedly showed everyone the little magic trick he had just learned.

His eyes blinked slyly, and he held a walnut in his hand, waving it in front of everyone.

Then, suddenly clenching his fist and opening his hand, the walnut had turned into a piece of candy.

He grinned smugly, his eyes curving into crescent shapes.

Everyone applauded enthusiastically upon seeing this.

Although He Jingchuan didn't talk much, he would occasionally exchange a few words with the others.

During this process, he quietly placed the raisins that Lingyan liked to eat in front of her.

Then he looked at Ling Yan with gentle eyes, a faint smile on his lips.

Then he would continue listening to everyone's conversation, occasionally revealing a knowing smile.

At this moment, Lu Yanqing was carefully pouring fruit drinks for everyone.

His face was beaming with a warm smile, and his eyes were filled with gentle light.

Even doing such small things makes him extremely happy.

They talked about the past year, about the laughter, the tears, the happiness, and the hopes.

Looking at the five men in front of her, each with their own unique charm, Ling Yan felt a surge of happiness and contentment.

so good!

In this unfamiliar world, she not only has several close sisters, but also five men who love her dearly.

This is all her good fortune.

At this moment, sunlight streamed through the window and shone on them, as if draping them in a golden glow.

Their laughter echoed in the room and courtyard; it was a joy from the heart, a beauty that transcended the mundane.

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Then they went to the kitchen and were surprised to find a lot of fresh ingredients.

Presumably, Shen Qingchen had prepared all of this in advance.

Today is a holiday, so they decided to cook the meal themselves.

Of the group, only Xiao Muyao and Chu Xiyao were not good at cooking.

So the two of them could only do odd jobs like washing vegetables and tending the fire.

As for the dishes, they were naturally left to the remaining four people.

Thus began the bustling preparations for lunch.

Don't say it, really don't say it.

Lingyan thought this scene was really warm and beautiful!

This was also the first time in their lives that they had cooked together!

He Jingchuan, Lu Yanqing, and Shen Qingchen's skills were actually quite good; they looked professional, incredibly skilled, and handled the task with ease.

As for Lingyan, her cooking skills, while not exceptionally good, weren't bad either.

It can't compare to those top chefs, but it's decent enough.

However, having used modern, convenient kitchen utensils, she was actually quite unfamiliar with these ancient ones.

Fortunately, she didn't have to start the fire herself, otherwise it would have been a real problem for her.

And so this is what the huge kitchen looked like at that moment.

Everyone was busy doing their own job.

Shen Qingchen was like an elegant culinary master. He stood in front of the stove, skillfully wielding the spatula in his hand.

He turned slightly to the side, quickly picked up the chopped scallions, ginger, and garlic from the counter next to him, and with a flick of his wrist, the seasonings fell into the pot like snowflakes.

With a sizzling sound, the hot oil and seasonings collided, creating a beautiful symphony, and the aroma instantly filled the kitchen.

He Jingchuan, on the other side, was not to be outdone.

His hands, like nimble butterflies, danced gracefully among the ingredients.

He was preparing a fresh fish, his slender fingers skillfully scraping off the scales, which shimmered silver in the sunlight as they fell off one by one.

Next, he used a knife to make slits in the fish so that the seasonings could penetrate better.

His eyes revealed a calm and capable demeanor, and he handled the fish with no hesitation.

He then placed the fish in a dish, added various seasonings, and began to marinate it.

Lu Yanqing was also quietly busy on the side.

He's making braised prawns in oil right now.

First, he trimmed the shrimp's whiskers and legs, then used a toothpick to remove the shrimp vein, making the shrimp clean and neat in his hands.

Next, he poured hot oil into the pan, and once the oil was hot, he put the prawns into the pan and stir-fried them quickly until they turned golden brown.

Then, he added an appropriate amount of cooking wine, sugar and other seasonings, then added a small amount of water, covered the pot and simmered.

During the simmering process, he would occasionally lift the lid to check, his serious expression as if he were conducting a meticulous experiment.

As the moisture evaporates, the sauce thickens, releasing the aroma of braised prawns. Each prawn is coated in a glossy red sauce, making it incredibly tempting.

Then he started making another dish—lion's head meatballs.

He first chopped the fresh pork into minced meat, the "thump thump" of chopping meat sounding like drumbeats in the kitchen.

Next, put the chopped minced meat into a bowl, add eggs, minced green onions and ginger, salt, cooking wine and other seasonings, and then stir in one direction with chopsticks until the minced meat becomes firm.

Next, divide the minced meat into several portions and roll them into round balls by hand.

Then add an appropriate amount of water to the pot, put the meatballs into the water, and simmer over low heat.

The dumplings floated up and down in the water, like cute little elves.

During the stewing process, he carefully skimmed off the foam to make the broth clearer.

As time goes by, the lion's head meatballs become soft, tender, and flavorful, with an irresistible aroma.

Although Chu Xiyao's cooking skills were not good, he was particularly careful when it came to washing vegetables.

He rolled up his sleeves high, revealing his strong forearms, and carefully washed the fresh vegetables in clean water.

His eyes were fixed on the vegetables, not missing a single speck of dirt.

After washing the vegetables, he ran to the stove to help tend the fire.

He kept adding firewood to the stove, and the red glow of the fire illuminated his face, making his features appear exceptionally vivid.

Xiao Muyao was also trying his best to help; he was responsible for handing the washed vegetables to the people who were cooking.

Although his movements were a little clumsy, he was very careful, afraid of dropping the vegetables.

His gaze swept back and forth in the kitchen, constantly keeping an eye on everyone's needs.

When he sees someone in need of help, he will step forward without hesitation and do his part.

Lingyan was standing in front of a workbench, trying to adapt to the ancient kitchen utensils.

She picked up a slightly heavy kitchen knife, frowned, and carefully chopped the vegetables.

The cleaver seemed a little unruly in her hands, but she didn't give up.

She then took a deep breath, adjusted her posture, and slowly found her rhythm.