Duan Yiyi nodded, anyway, whatever her little husband said was right, she just needed to listen.
"Little husband, let's go home. I cooked something delicious for you."
Qin Yi was a bit stunned. The "home" Duan Yiyi mentioned was that small wooden cabin. In the end, he still nodded. Duan Yiyi still couldn't distinguish between dream and reality, she needed some time to be gently guided.
Qin Yi and Duan Yiyi returned to the small wooden cabin, and she brought over a basin of clean water: "Little husband, wash your hands first. I'll bring out the food."
Qin Yi nodded, this girl really now looked like a hardworking little wife.
In front of the small wooden cabin, there was a tree stump, about the size of an ordinary household square table, just right to use as a dining table. Duan Yiyi had already prepared the food, and although it was plain tea and simple meals, it was exquisite.