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When he came to his senses, it was almost near nightfall, and the village had gradually started to settle down.

Wiping the drool from the corners of his mouth with a piece of paper and splashing cold water on his face, he then returned home and stood at the door, shouting loudly, "Mom, I'm back."

"Mm, got it. Rest a bit, and then it's dinner time," Hong Guixiang's soft voice replied.

Liu Mou merely hummed faintly in response and then walked into the living room with a dejected look, flopping onto the couch and mimicking Ge You, as he watched the constantly changing images on the television.

In no time, several dishes were ready on the dinner table. At Hong Guixiang's call, Liu Mou and Liu Tiezhu lazily got up and sat at the dining table.