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"Okay!" Xiao Wuyou grinned, and eagerly ran over to take the firewood from her mother's hands, ready to shove it into the stove.
"Wuyou, this stove is too small. You can't put all the firewood in at once; it has to be added one piece at a time." Xiao Ruo stopped her daughter and taught her hand by hand how to light a fire.
When Fu Hanwen came out after bathing, he saw the three of them laughing together by the fire, and his hard heart instantly softened.
"Papa~~"
Seeing her father come out from the house, Xiao Wuyou immediately ran towards him and pulled him to the table, saying in a childish voice, "Mama made shrimp dumplings that Papa likes to eat."
Xiao Ruo couldn't help but laugh.
The shrimp dumplings were clearly this little girl's favorite.
"Really?" In fact, Fu Hanwen also forgot what he liked to eat, but hearing Wuyou say that, he smiled at his wife.
