Back home, Yang Yuemei was eating.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at the braised pork and water spinach on the table, and said with a smile, "Why do you eat stir-fried vegetables at night instead of noodles? I can't digest too much."

After speaking, he picked up the bowl and put a bowl directly in the rice bowl.

Xiaomi chuckled: "Mother said you can't eat well at the farm at noon, and you will change it to stir-fried vegetables at night."

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled and nodded when he heard the words, "Okay, let's eat better at night!"

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