In those days of scarcity, it was considered good if every household could have enough coarse grains to eat, let alone eggs.

So Li Xian ate three eggs at once, which was quite extravagant.

The eggs released their aroma as they bubbled in the boiling water. Li Xian took out the bowl and drizzled a spoonful of black oil on top. The black oil was made from fermented soybeans, and the saltiness combined with the sweetness of the eggs created an aroma that whetted the appetite.

Xu Nuo sniffed, squinted her eyes in enjoyment, and said sweetly, "It smells so good."

Li Xian was captivated by her cuteness and sat down, pulling her onto his lap.

His hand was injured, so he could only loosely wrap his arm around her. He placed the bowl by the stove, and with his uninjured hand, he used a spoon to spread the soy sauce evenly. He scooped a spoonful to his lips, blew on it to cool it down, and fed it to the delicate girl's mouth: "It's not hot anymore."

Xu Nuo opened her mouth with an "ah" and swallowed a mouthful of steamed egg custard. Sure enough, it wasn't hot anymore, and for some reason, it tasted better than any steamed egg custard she had ever eaten before. She praised with a beaming smile, "Delicious."

Li Xian felt a warmth in his heart, and the corners of his lips curved slightly, showing the shyness of being praised. He blew on the spoon to cool it down and brought it to her lips. She opened her mouth coquettishly, puffing out her cheeks, looking just like a white and glutinous rice ball, making one want to take a bite of her cheek.

Li Xian fed Xu Nuo like a child, blowing on the food to cool it down before spooning it to her mouth. The young lady Xu Nuo lay comfortably in his arms, enjoying the blissful life of having food served to her.

When life is good, Xu Nuo likes to daydream.

"Nuonuo, open your mouth." He called out helplessly. The spoiled girl would space out while eating, and when she spaced out, she wouldn't open her mouth. He held up his spoon, waiting for her to open her mouth, but she shook her head and said in a coquettish voice, "I'm full."

Li Xian looked at the bowl, which was less than half empty. "So little today?" he frowned at her. "You've only eaten a tiny bit."

Xu Nuo looked at the bowl: "There's hardly any left, we've eaten half of it."

"...Not even half is enough."

"Mmm~" She patted her belly dramatically, like a spoiled, mischievous child: "I'm really full."

"Have a few more bites."

Xu Nuo held up one finger: "Take a bite."

Li Xian's eyebrows twitched. Was this any different from not eating at all? He shook his head, his tone leaving no room for doubt: "Five bites."

Xu Nuo felt that Li Xian was not like her boyfriend, but more like her grandfather who used to watch her eat while holding a clothes hanger when she was a child.

She pouted, and like a small boat, she swayed back and forth around his neck, acting coquettishly, her voice deliberately sweet and affected: "Just one bite."

The voice was thin and long, so loud that Li Xian almost dropped the spoon in his hand. He threw the spoon back into the bowl, hugged the person tightly, and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, just one bite."

Xu Nuo took a bite, having succeeded in her plan. Seeing Li Xian about to put the rest away, she asked him, "What are you doing?"

"I'll save it for you to eat when you're hungry."

There weren't many eggs, and he didn't know how many more days the rain would last; he was worried she wouldn't have anything to eat.

Xu Nuo knew he wanted to save all the eggs for her, so she reached out and poked his cheek: "You eat them, hurry up, let's each have half."

Unable to resist her nagging any longer, Li Xian took the bowl. Xu Nuo stared at him intently, demanding that he eat the rest.

Li Xian ate as fast as an army marching into battle. He slurped up a few mouthfuls with his bowl and finished the steamed egg custard.

Seeing her staring at him, he deliberately said, "I won't give you anything to eat if you wake up hungry later."

Xu Nuo remained unmoved and made a face. She wouldn't wake up hungry; as long as she didn't have nightmares, her sleep quality was excellent. However, she was still thinking about the roasted sweet potatoes under the firewood: "Are the roasted sweet potatoes ready yet?"

Li Xian assumed she didn't eat that kind of thing and asked her, "Do you want to eat it?"

"Yes," Xu Nuo nodded, smiling.

"Alright." With his uninjured hand, he took the scissors, poked at the fire, and picked out two roasted, soft sweet potatoes.

Unlike the sweet potatoes sold in street ovens in the 21st century, these are roasted in a wood-fired pile, with a sweet melon aroma. Peel back the black skin to reveal a golden and soft inner lining.

The man's voice was naturally cold, but his tone was indulgent and patient: "You can only eat a little; eating too much will cause acid reflux."

Xu Nuo looked at the two large sweet potatoes and asked curiously, "Then why did you roast so many?"

Li Xian didn't even look up, but scooped up a spoonful and fed it to her: "I'll eat it."

Li Xian hadn't eaten dinner either. After all this commotion, he was starving. He had originally planned to give all the eggs to Xu Nuo and eat the sweet potatoes himself.

Xu Nuo felt a sweet warmth in her heart. She hugged his neck and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, successfully making his face turn bright red, even redder than a boiled shrimp.

…

In the middle of the night, Xu Nuo was awakened by the sound of thunder outside.

The room was dimly lit, and she called out softly in a low voice, "Li Xian."

Her response was a faint, almost imperceptible snore from the other person.

Looks like he's exhausted.

Xu Nu tiptoed out of bed, trying to climb down and run to his side, but unexpectedly stepped on a warm body.

A grip was suddenly placed on the back of her ankle, and a sleepy voice came from the darkness: "Nuonuo?"

Li Xian was instantly wide awake. He sat up, pushed her onto the bed, pulled the blanket over her, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Li sat on the floor below the bed, his arm draped over the edge. Xu Nuo lay on her side on the bed, the two very close. She whispered, "There was thunder just now."

Li Xian's eyesight was excellent even in the dark. He reached out and patted her head, asking gently, "Are you scared?"

"Mmm." Her voice was soft and sweet, the last syllable fading away gently.

Li Xian gently patted her back through the blanket and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'm here with you, go to sleep."

With each gentle, rhythmic pat, Xu Nuo closed her eyes again and quickly fell asleep.

Li Xianze quietly lay on the edge of the bed, his hands still moving, his warm gaze fixed on her face.

Just then, the sky brightened, and thunder rumbled from afar.

The person in her sleep didn't hear a thing; a large, warm hand covered her ear, blocking out the sounds from outside.

Xu Nuo slept soundly through the night, dreaming of a pair of warm hands gently and evenly resting on her back.

Instead of thunder and lightning, the air was filled with birdsong, fragrant flowers, and melodious piano music.

As dawn broke, the wind and rain continued.

Luxian Village was hit by the most severe typhoon and thunderstorm in recent years.

Chang Youxin also hid in the room, nervously watching the sky, his voice filled with deep worry: "What a disaster! How badly will the grain be destroyed?"

He was worried about this year's grain harvest, his face contorted with worry, when suddenly he heard a knocking sound at the door.

He frowned and thought for a while. Who would dare to go out in this awful weather? Could he have misheard?

Upon closer listening, there was indeed a sound.

"Old man, go take a look." Pan Yinhua heard this and urged him.

Often, believing something had happened in the village, people would hurriedly put on their rain boots and straw raincoats to open the door.