Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir-Chapter 200 - 125 Camping_3

"Hmm, let’s take a break here for a while."

"I’ll help you guys with that."

Tents from ancient times were very different from modern tents; Shu Wan had never assembled a modern tent herself.

"Sure."

Although Shu Wan had never used a modern tent before, she was smart and quickly learned by watching Fu Siyu and Fu Yang.

Under the night sky, the three of them cooperated, and the tinkling sounds rang out in the silent night. Soon, a large tent was set up.

In front of the tent, there was a barbecue grill already assembled, with a variety of meats, poultry, and vegetables laid out beside it.

Now, Shu Wan knew what they were here for.

She had seen quite a few outdoor barbecue videos on short video platforms and had been quite interested for a while.

Unfortunately, she never had the time or opportunity, so the plan had been shel-ved.

Now that Fu Siyu had brought her here, Shu Wan was naturally looking forward to it.

Without chairs, the three just spread out a blanket and sat on the ground.

Initially, Fu Yang hadn’t planned to sit with Fu Siyu, but being pulled by Shu Wan, Fu Yang had no resistance and sat down.

Over time, Fu Yang had developed a conditioned reflex towards Shu Wan.

That was, don’t resist, you can’t win.

The fire in the stove burned vigorously, and Fu Siyu took the ingredients from the box and placed them on the fire to grill, accompanied by the sizzling sound of oil and the rich aroma spreading.

Waiting for the barbecue to cook took some time, so Shu Wan raised her head and appre-ciated the surroundings.

At this moment, all was silent, the vegetation lush, and the distant mountains in the night were like sleeping beasts.

Imperial City was located in the north, and usually being in the city area surrounded by skyscra-pers made one forget that this city’s location also possessed a rugged beauty.

This place, being in the suburbs far from the urban area, had no light pollution from skyscra-pers to obscure the brilliance of the stars and moon.

Stars dotted the night sky like diamonds, some even gently twinkling.

The wilderness was boundless, the sky filled with stars like massive fruits.

The night intermingled with the stars, sketching endless beauty and romance.

Looking at the starry sky, Shu Wan’s mind involuntarily returned to her carefree days on the vast grasslands in her past life.

Shu Wan was deep in thought when Fu Siyu, unbeknownst to her, turned his head, his gaze landing on Shu Wan’s face.

Shu Wan had just come from a charity gala, her face still bearing a light makeup, her complexion pale, eyebrows like ink, a high nose bridge, and under the firelight, unsmudged yet radiant.

Beautifully fresh and natural, touching and refined.

Fu Siyu subconsciously wanted to say something, but suddenly, a string of chicken butts appeared before him. Fu Siyu paused, looking past the chicken butts, gazing at Fu Yang who was challengingly facing him.

"I want to eat this, grill it for me," Fu Yang drawled lazily, "Dear dad, you’ll definitely grill it for me, won’t you?"

Fu Siyu’s expression turned slightly stern as he took the skewer from Fu Yang’s hand, "Where did you get this from?"

He remembered that he hadn’t brought these when he came.

"Guess," Fu Yang winked at Fu Siyu.

He wouldn’t tell Fu Siyu that he had learned about Fu Siyu’s plan to take Shu Wan camping tonight by flattering and extracting the information from the housekeeper the night before.

He just thought, why was Fu Siyu so nice all of a sudden, giving him money to go skiing tonight?

Haha, it turned out he wanted to send him away.

Well, sorry, but he, the light bulb, intended to shine as brightly as possible.

Fu Siyu said nothing more and placed the chicken butt that Fu Yang had requested on the grill.

By then, the barbecue was ready. Fu Siyu took a skewer and handed it to Shu Wan, "Try this."

Shu Wan took it, and biting into it, the meaty aroma mixed with the fat burst in her mouth.

In her past life, Shu Wan had campaigned in the Northwest, and after every victorious battle, they would organize a bonfire evening. She was not unfamiliar with this kind of outdoor barbecue.

The barbecue they were eating here, compared to what she had in the Northwest Camp in her past life, seemed much more delicate and quietly charming.

Shu Wan took small bites and nodded affirmatively, "Delicious."

"That’s good."

Fu Siyu himself didn’t eat much; he was busy grilling for Shu Wan and also serving Fu Yang.

However, Fu Yang ate much faster than Shu Wan.

"Hey, your skills aren’t up to par," Fu Yang occasionally complained when Fu Siyu was slow in grilling, "The heat isn’t enough, keep trying next time."