A peasant girl travels through time with a hospital, rising to become an empress.

Since taking a detached view of life and death and seeing through the illusions of the world, Old Qiao has rarely encountered such an absurd situation.

Liu Xiong didn't see Qiao Lao make any move, but he felt an invisible force at his knees that made him stand up. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't kneel down again.

"If you promise to cook for me for a month as a way of repaying my kindness, you won't need to repay me anymore..."

Hearing this, Nie Qianqian was overjoyed. Originally, Old Qiao had not agreed to come to her house to eat for a month, but her uncle's actions made Old Qiao compare the two options and agree to Nie Qianqian's proposed way of repaying her kindness.

An uncle is still very useful.

Nie Qianqian called out, "Old Qiao, Uncle, Tuantuan, Tiedan, dinner is ready, come and eat!"

After listening, Old Qiao didn't linger; he strode out and was the first to leave the main room.

Nie Qianqian followed closely behind, and when she reached the door, she turned around and gave Liu Xiong a thumbs-up.

Liu Xiong scratched his head, completely baffled, unable to understand what Old Qiao and Nie Qianqian meant.

"What does Mr. Qiao mean?"

Tie Dan rubbed his hands together, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Dad, Grandpa Qiao seems to dislike you a bit..."

Liu Xiong immediately became anxious, "You think you can dislike me? Didn't you see your Grandpa Qiao making those nourishing pills in front of our food stall a few days ago? I didn't complain then..."

Before Liu Xiong could finish speaking, he stopped, remembering that Old Qiao was their savior and it was inappropriate to speak ill of him behind his back.

He patted Tiedan's back gently. "Your Grandpa Qiao isn't complaining. He's just so happy to hear Dad's suggestion that he doesn't know what to say. Let's go eat."

Tie Dan scratched his head: I'm not very educated... don't lie to me...

Liu Yan was serving dishes to the table, and the aroma of the food filled the entire room, wafting into people's noses.

Upon seeing Mr. Qiao, Liu Yan smiled, wiped her hands on her apron, and greeted him, "Mr. Qiao, please sit here."

Old Qiao was led to the main seat by Liu Yan. Tuan Tuan pulled out a chair, and just as Huang Zhenzhu was about to help him onto the stool, Tuan Tuan suddenly slapped his forehead.

"Oh dear, I forgot to feed Big White and Little White."

After Da Bai and Xiao Bai were rescued, Nie Qianqian told Tuan Tuan that since she had taken them in, she had to be responsible for them. From then on, Tuan Tuan treated the two little ones as her own brothers, feeding them milk every day and giving them regular baths.

Tuantuan hurriedly ran to the inner room to feed Dabai and Xiaobai. Dabai and Xiaobai seemed to have just woken up, the two of them huddled together, rubbing against each other. When they saw Tuantuan coming over with the milk, they instantly woke up, jumped up, and ran towards Tuantuan with their tiger-like heads.

Big White and Little White have big appetites. They slurped down their milk, and soon the bowls were empty. After eating and drinking their fill, they licked the milk off their lips with their little tongues and rubbed against Tuantuan's hand, showing that they were very satisfied. Tuantuan tilted his head and patted their fluffy heads.

These two little ones are growing at an amazing rate. After being carefully cared for by Tuantuan for a while, they are much bigger than before.

Its fur has become even shinier, smoother, and shimmering with a captivating luster. Its once cute and childlike face now subtly exudes an air of majesty.

Tuan Tuan led Da Bai and Xiao Bai back to the main room. Huang Zhenzhu saw the two little white cats running around in the main room and couldn't help but exclaim, "These two little white cats are so smart! I've never seen such beautiful kittens in the village before."

When Old Qiao heard Huang Zhenzhu's words, he looked up and saw two little white tigers jumping around at Tuantuan's feet, while Tuantuan was teasing them with a fluffy ball of yarn.

Old Qiao raised his eyebrows, quite surprised: Aren't these the two white tigers he rescued in the mountains? How come they're here? Were the people who took the two white tigers away that day Nie Qianqian and Tuantuan?

These two white tigers were not ordinary white tigers, but spirit-feathered tigers with extremely rare bloodlines. Their parents were the leaders of their clan, but unfortunately, they died in a territorial dispute. Old Qiao happened to meet them and, fearing that these two newborn little ones who had not yet opened their eyes would die a violent death, took them away.

The white tiger has pure blood and doesn't easily accept a master, so why would it follow this little bean sprout home, and...?

Old Qiao watched the white tiger jumping around, amused by Tuantuan...

Ugh, it's truly unbearable to look at, and it doesn't even have the slightest hint of tiger-like power.

Old Qiao gave Tuantuan and Nie Qianqian a deep look, his eyes gleaming with inquiry.

A village girl from the mountains possesses martial arts skills and an extraordinary and rare talent; a little boy raised in the village can make a white tiger recognize him as its master and follow him.

Strange, really strange.

As Old Qiao was thinking, he suddenly smelled a rich aroma of wine. He subconsciously swallowed and saw Liu Xiong pouring him wine like a treasure, his face full of smiles.

"Old Qiao, this is a fine wine that I have treasured. Please have a taste."

Old Qiao was still trying to think and explore, but the aroma of the wine directly disrupted his thoughts.

As Liu Yan served the last dish, the door to the main room creaked open, and a gust of cold wind swept in. Gu Xiao, wearing a gray cotton-padded coat, stepped in and immediately saw Old Qiao sitting in the center of the round table in the main room.

Those hands, hidden beneath the wide sleeves, unconsciously clenched into fists, their pupils contracted, and a look of disbelief flashed across their faces.

How could it be him!

Gu Xiao never expected to run into him at this time and place.

This person's figure and temperament were completely different from what he originally remembered. How could he have become like this?

The emotion in his eyes flickered for only a moment before he quickly concealed it before Old Qiao could even notice him.

Tuantuan shouted, "Daddy!" and ran over for a hug. Dabai and Xiaobai followed Tuantuan and rushed towards Gu Xiao, happily circling around his feet.

Old Qiao looked up at Gu Xiao, and saw that this man was as upright as a pine tree, with a temperament as aloof as a winter plum blossom, and an air of noble dignity about him. Is this Tuan Tuan's father?

The doubts that had been lingering in Old Qiao's mind resurfaced.

Having lived for so many years and seen countless people, how could he not see that Gu Xiao's aura was extraordinary and that he was no ordinary person?

What surprised him most was that he was certain he had never met Gu Xiao, yet seeing Gu Xiao's face always gave him a strange sense of familiarity.

When Liu Yan saw Gu Xiao return, she quickly greeted him, "Gu Xiao, you're back! You must be freezing. Are you hungry? Sit down and I'll get you a bowl of soup to warm you up."

As the saying goes, a mother-in-law's love for her son-in-law grows stronger with each passing year, and Liu Yan is exactly like that now, growing more and more fond of Gu Xiao.

Liu Yan brought over a bowl of tomato and beef brisket soup. The tender and juicy beef melted in your mouth with a slight chewiness, while the tomatoes were cooked just right, retaining their own sweet and sour taste and fully absorbing the delicious flavor of the beef. After finishing a bowl, I felt warm all over.

Old Qiao's train of thought was interrupted once again. He said to Liu Yan, "Little Swallow, give me a bowl of this soup too."

Huang Zhenzhu helped Liu Yan serve the soup, bringing a bowl of hot soup to everyone.

The Liu family were from the countryside and didn't know anything about dining etiquette or the rules of a large family. They simply sat around a big round table to eat. Once everyone was there and the food was ready, they could eat. If they couldn't reach the food, they would stand and reach it; if they couldn't eat the food they wanted, they would walk over to get it.

The idea of ​​not speaking while eating or sleeping doesn't exist. There are many people in the family, and everyone is busy with their own things during the day. When they finally get together in the evening, they all talk about what they have seen and heard during the day.

Liu Yan and Liu Xiong talked about the interesting customers they met at the market, Tuan Tuan chattered about the mischief that Da Bai and Xiao Bai had caused that day, and Huang Zhenzhu talked about how Tuan Tuan and Tie Ping hadn't done their homework properly that day and had run out to play mud with Da Bai and Xiao Bai.

Everyone chatted and laughed, making the meal lively and enjoyable.

Gu Xiao listened quietly, occasionally putting food on Nie Qianqian's plate. Whenever Nie Qianqian spoke, he would stop eating and listen carefully to what she had to say.

Old Qiao sipped his wine, looking at the family: the honest and upright Liu Yan, the diligent and simple Liu Xiong, the aloof and proud Gu Xiao, the shrewd and capable Nie Qianqian, and the innocent and carefree Tuantuan.

This group of people doesn't look like a family at all.

How did this group of people come together to form a family?

Old Qiao had unknowingly become very curious about this family.

It seems that coming here to eat every day for the next month is a good choice for him.