Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

So it took her almost a whole day to clean the house inside and out.

Looking at her newly renovated home, she was exhausted and lay down on the wooden planks in the hallway.

"Gu Gu Gu Gu——"

It was already evening, and my stomach was growling from the porridge I'd had that morning.

She stood up again. After tidying up earlier, she found a dead pheasant in the kitchen.

After she plucked and cleaned the pheasant, she used half of it, along with some wild mushrooms from her garden, to make a soup.

The other half was also braised.

The house was instantly filled with a rich aroma.

The Jia family didn't have much grain, because the grain supply had improved, and they had already paid out a portion of the taxes.

There wasn't much food left at home, so in order to eat until the next autumn harvest, we had to be careful with our food and mostly just drank thin porridge.

They either cook it together with other grains, or they eat it as rice, even though it's not very tasty.

On his side, however, there was a full jar of white rice.

Once the rice is cooked, the aroma it releases is incredibly sweet.

"I am back!"

The food was ready, and Helian Chi had returned.

"Take a shower and come eat!"

Jia Qingyou went outside and smiled as she spoke to him.

He was dragging a dead tiger in his hand.

"Ok!"

Seeing Jia Qingyou's radiant smile and the dead tiger in his hand, he remained completely unfazed.

A thought crossed his mind, and he tossed the dead tiger into the corner of the fence.

She took off her clothes again, squatted there, and used the spring water she had drawn earlier to wash her body.

He washed himself clean, then turned around and looked towards the kitchen.

Jia Qingyou's figure is no longer there.

But deep down, a warm current was flowing gently within him.

This feeling is so unfamiliar.

Over the years, it seems that all he has in his heart is hatred.

He looked around at his home, and everything seemed different now.

They look the same, yet they also seem different.

Yes, it's clean!

He was so clean that he didn't dare go back to his room to get his clothes.

"Hey, I left the clothes here!"

Jia Qingyou came out of the inner room, placed his clean clothes in the corridor, glanced at his muscular physique briefly, and then went back into the kitchen.

Helian Chi looked around. His place was at the foot of the mountain, so no one would come here.

As a martial artist, he naturally possessed keen hearing and sharp eyesight.

He took off his clothes and quickly changed into clean ones.

By the time he got to the kitchen, she had already packed the dishes and rice.

"really not bad!"

Looking at the food on the table, Helian Chi was quite moved.

It's been so many years, so many years, since he's had a proper meal like this.

When we fought against the Northern Xiongnu, we even ate raw meat. No matter how bad the food we cooked was, it could fill our stomachs and prove that we were at least alive.

So, does that mean I'm a relatively happy person?

"Eat it!"

Jia Qingyou looked at his slightly reddened eyes, wondering what had suddenly come to mind.