In reality, they couldn't provide much help except for washing vegetables and fetching water. The rest of the work was taken on by Lu Qiubo alone. Yang Lin wanted to offer his assistance, but was chased away by Lu Qiubo.
"Grandma Qiubo, you are already cooking so early."
Ya Molian, along with Lin Caisang, returned home just in time to see Lu Qiubo come out with a piece of meat in his hands, a happy smile on his face.
"Oh, Sangsang and Molian have returned."
Seeing them, Lu Qiubo's smile deepened.
"Molian, today is the Grain Bristles festival, there's nobody at your home, so why not celebrate it with us? It will save you the trouble of returning home and cooking, which is quite a hassle."
She said to Ya Molian.
Hearing this, Ya Molian glanced at Lin Caisang, seeking her opinion.
"Why are you looking at me?"
Lin Caisang looked completely innocent, and eyed him angrily.