Yimo's emotions came and went quickly, and soon they were replaced by the joy of receiving a beautifully crafted wig.

"Mom will definitely love it." Yi Mo happily smiled, holding a bag filled with wigs. With one hand holding onto Gu Zechen and the other waving the wig, she asked, "Brother Chen, do you think Mom will like it?"

Gu Zechen smiled and nodded, holding Yi Mo's hand carefully as they skillfully avoided a pedestrian.

Wang Zheng looked at the two children, happily chatting and laughing. His heart was filled with contentment, hoping that this life of prosperity would continue on and on.

Lin Xiuxian watched as the three people returned home with smiles on their faces. She also felt happy and said, "Welcome back! Let's have dinner. I made something simple. Lao Wang, take a look. Should we add another dish?"

Wang Zheng put down the thing in his hand and hurriedly supported Lin Xiuxian. While helping her onto a stool, he couldn't help but blame her: "Why did you bother cooking? You should have just waited for me to come back and do it."

"It's okay, I have nothing better to do anyway. It's a good opportunity for the two children to taste my cooking skills." Lin Xiuxian patted Wang Zheng's hand and looked gently at Gu Zechen and Yi Mo. "Are you hungry? Let's have a meal first."

"Hooray!" Wang Zheng laughed, but tears welled up in his eyes as he turned his head. Ever since Lin Xiuxian fell ill, he had never allowed anyone into the kitchen, always fearing that he would tire her out. Now, as he looked at his wife's radiant smile after a meal, Wang Zheng began to reassess whether his actions were truly for the good of Lin Xiuxian.

"Ze Chen, Mo'er, let's have dinner first. Don't you still have gifts to give to Mom? After we eat, you can give them." Looking at his wife's suddenly bright eyes, Wang Zheng teased in a low voice, "What? Are you this happy just hearing about receiving gifts?"

"Of course!" Rarely hearing Wang Zheng's joking words, Lin Xiuxian glanced at her beloved and took over the conversation with a smile, saying, "How can I not be happy when I received a gift from our son!"

On the dining table, there were two dishes and a soup. Stir-fried lotus roots, chive and egg, along with a seaweed soup. It was simple, yet exquisite.

Gu Zechen scooped rice into bowls, serving Wang Zheng first, followed by Lin Xiuxian, and then Yi Mo and himself.

Lin Xiuxian looked at the people who were already seated and smiled as she invited, "Zechen, Mo'er, have a taste. Mom hasn't cooked in a long time, I don't know if it tastes good or not." As she said that, Lin Xiuxian first handed a chopstick of food to the person next to her, Wang Zheng, and said, "You should eat too!"

"Thank you, but don't just focus on me, eat for yourself!" Wang Zheng picked up a piece of egg with his chopsticks for Lin Xiuxian before he started eating from his bowl.

It has been many years since he couldn't remember how long it had been since he last ate a meal cooked by Lin Xiuxian. Thinking back to the days when they were affectionate with each other, Wang Zheng felt a sourness in his nose, and his eyes instantly became moist.

"Is it delicious?" Upon hearing Lin Xiuxian's inquiry, Wang Zheng pretended to pick at the rice in his bowl, deliberately making exaggerated munching sounds to cover up the sound of him sniffling. He didn't even dare to lift his head, continuously shoveling the rice into his mouth, nodding vigorously in agreement, "It's delicious, very fragrant!"

Lin Xiuxian lightly lifted the corners of her lips. How could she not know Wang Zheng's emotions? Since he had the intention to conceal them, how could she possibly expose them?

"Oh Wang, I'm feeling a bit thirsty. Could you pour me a glass of water?" Lin Xiuxian looked at Wang Zheng, who had been desperately trying to hide his fatigue. Lin Xiuxian felt sorry for him, but also felt even more heartbroken.

Wang Zheng remained silent, picking up his water glass, bowing his head slightly, and left the dining table with a hint of embarrassment.

"Go ahead and eat. Is it because Mom's cooking doesn't taste good?" Lin Xiuxian's gaze turned from Wang Zheng to the two children, as she smiled and served each of them a bowl of soup.

Gu Zechen filled a bowl for Lin Xiuxian and another for Wang Zheng. Only then did he sit down and begin eating the food he had prepared late.

Gu Zechen bit his lip. The seaweed soup was too salty, with too much added salt, making it taste bitterly salty. Seeing Lin Xiuxian about to lift the bowl to drink, Gu Zechen quickly stood up and took the bowl from her.

Mom, I still want to drink. Can you give it to me?

Gu Zechen placed the bowl in front of himself and gestured towards Lin Xiuxian, expressing his thoughts.

"You mean, you like to drink seaweed soup?" Gu Zechen nodded vigorously, looking at the almost empty bowl of seaweed soup. After some thought, he pointed and then pointed at himself again.

"Okay, okay, I'll give it all to you, let you drink it all!" Lin Xiuxian smiled, rarely witnessing the child enjoying the food she made, so delighted that their mouth couldn't even close properly.

"Brother Chen, I want some too!" Yimo watched Gu Zechen gulp down bowl after bowl of seaweed soup and couldn't help but pick up her own bowl. However, with just one sip, she wrinkled her brows tightly, saying, "Hmm..."

Good upbringing prevented Yi Mo from spitting out the food once it entered her mouth. She could only shake her head and furrow her brows as she swallowed the seaweed soup. Just as she was about to speak, Gu Zechen halted her with a single glance.

"Chen Brother?" Yi Mo didn't understand, but as she saw Gu Zechen's gaze shift towards Lin Xiuxian, she suddenly realized and burst into laughter. "Mom, the soup you made is really delicious. Can I have the bowl that Dad is drinking from?"

"Okay, I'll serve it to you. Drink slowly. Mom will make it for you again next time!" The first time she cooked, the child gave her face, enjoying the food so much. Lin Xiuxian was even happier than when she ate it herself.

"Ah, where's my soup?" Wang Zheng returned and handed the glass to Lin Xiuxian. He looked at his empty spot in front of him, then turned to Gu Zechen and Yi Mo with two bowls each in front of them, unable to help but laugh, "So, how is it? Isn't your mother's cooking delicious?"

Gu Zechen and Yi Mo nodded vigorously. Yi Mo picked up the water glass and took a sip. After swallowing the rice in her mouth, she said, "Delicious. The food made by mom is the most delicious in the world."

Wang Zheng smiled, sighed with a tinge of heartache, and then picked up the bowl and drank from it right at the rim.

"What are you doing? It makes the child laugh at us," said Wang Zheng as he touched his lips. Hidden behind the bowl, he frowned at Gu Zechen and Yi Mo, then set the bowl down. The bitter smile on his face immediately turned affectionate and he said, "I was just worried that the child would eat everything and leave me with nothing to eat!"

"You, as a grown adult, are still trying to steal food from a child. How outrageous!" Although she scolded like that, Lin Xiuxian couldn't help but smile contentedly, watching her beloved and their child happily enjoying their time together. It was as if her aching body had miraculously healed.

After the meal, Wang Zheng assisted Lin Xiuxian to rest, while Yi Mo immediately ran into the kitchen. He filled two large cups with water and, as he drank from one, he carried the other out to hand to Gu Zechen.

Gu Zechen took it and drank it down in one gulp, until the glass of alcohol was emptied. However, the dry and parched feeling in his mouth still lingered and couldn't be dispelled.

The two of them continued to drink several cups, until their stomachs were filled and bloated, unable to drink anymore. Then, they looked at each other and burst into laughter.