"Wow, the weather is finally clear today." As Qi Xuanxuan opened the yurt, she stretched her back and called out to Little Fatty in the distance, "Little Fatty, what are you busy with?"
Little Fatty turned around in front of the Viscount set up and waved a trowel at them. "Hey, this is the nourishing porridge I made at dawn. It's done. You can come over and eat it now!"
"Aiyo, I've been floating on the Spring River for two days. It's so beautiful that I throw up every day. It's so good to have hot porridge to eat!" Qi Xuanxuan promptly walked up and took out a small bowl with a smile. "Where's Qiaoqiao and the others? Are they still not up?"
"They're up early. They went to the neighborhood to scout."
"Cough." Qi Xuanxuan almost choked on the hot porridge. "What are you stepping on?"
