Since Su He came back last time, she has brought her daughter here to sit for a while almost every day. Sometimes, if she stays for a long time, Zhu Cuilan will enthusiastically invite her to stay for dinner.

The earthen kiln has been abandoned for longer than expected. It is impossible to hide the truth while living in the village. Besides, this thing is rare and there are always people coming to see it.

Aunt Zhao is one of them. Tianniu always likes to cry and make trouble at home. She can't be coaxed unless she comes out. She has been coming every day since the first day of building the earth kiln.

Tianniu likes to come here the most. She is smart and clever, with a sweet mouth and good at coaxing people. She is not afraid of people after getting along with them for a long time. As soon as she enters the door, she hugs Yang Donghu and calls him brother sweetly.

No one can refuse the cute and innocent look of such a little ball nestled in his arms, and Yang Donghu is no exception.

The earthen kiln built yesterday was burned all night and is now almost dry. Yang Donghu got new kitchen utensils and couldn't wait to show off his skills. The peach blossom pastry he made last time was too troublesome, so today he made a simple sugar sesame cake.

There is a chimney-like hole at the top of the earthen kiln, which functions like a chimney. The smoke can be easily dispersed, and the fragrance also goes out with it.

The freshly made sugar sesame cakes are crispy and delicious. The sweetness of sugar and the fragrance of sesame are so delicious that you can’t stop eating them.

Aunt Zhao led Tianniu into the house. Tianniu broke free from grandma's hand like a loach, and Aunt Zhao couldn't hold her back.

The sweet girl rushed over and hugged Yang Donghu's legs first, and then said sweetly, "Brother."

Yang Donghu opened his arms and picked up the sweet girl, then put his arm around her face and said affectionately, "Here comes the little sweet girl."

Zhu Cuilan was sorting out the tangled twine, which she would use to make the vegetable garden fence in a few days.

Aunt Zhao sat down next to Zhu Cuilan, and when she passed by Suhe, she teased the quiet little Shanli.

Tianniu hugged Yang Donghu's neck and didn't forget the others. After calling everyone one by one, she lay on Yang Donghu and took a deep breath: "Brother, you smell so good. Are you hiding candy on your body?"

Yang Donghu winked at her playfully and said mysteriously, "Guess what? If you guess right, there's something delicious to eat."

"Well, it's sesame candy, right? Sweet girl smells the scent of sesame candy."

Zhao Fangchu came out at this time, carrying a plate of sugar sesame cakes, and said casually: "You guessed wrong, Tianniu doesn't have anything delicious."

The pancakes, freshly taken out of the earthen kiln, were still steaming. Zhao Fangchu put the plate on the table and invited everyone to eat together.

Tianniu pouted, and Yang Donghu thought she was going to cry, but she rolled her eyes and smiled innocently, "Brother Fangchu is so beautiful, like a fairy. Grandma said that the fairy sister is a good person. She must be reluctant to let Tianniu not eat the cookies. Brother Fangchu would be reluctant too, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhu Cuilan and Aunt Zhao burst into laughter and didn't even bother to eat the sugar cakes.

Zhao Fangchu reached out and gently pinched the sweet girl's smooth little face, then took a piece of sugar sesame cake from the plate and handed it to her: "Since you said so, how can I not give it to you? I picked a big one for you."

Tianniu knows what it means to treat everyone equally. When she got the sesame cake, her first reaction was not to take a bite, but to give it to her brother Donghu, who did not praise her: "Brother, you eat first, and then Tianniu will eat."

"Brother doesn't want to eat it, so you eat it."

Xiao Yamali still can't get close to others, and can only play with sweet girls of the same age.

Tianniu got the candied sesame cake as she wished, twisted her body to ask Yang Donghu to put her down, and happily ran to play with Xiao Shanli.

Although sugar sesame cakes are not as rare as peach blossom pastries, they are rare to eat in daily life. Soon half of the plate of sugar sesame cakes was eaten.

Seeing how well Tianniu and Yang Donghu got along, Aunt Zhao half-jokingly teased him, "Donghu, since you love children so much, why didn't you ask Dachuan for one? Life would be more enjoyable with a child laughing and playing around, wouldn't it?"

This was indeed a bit private. In front of so many people, although they were all familiar neighbors, Yang Donghu was still a little embarrassed and called her "Auntie" shyly.

Zhu Cuilan and Aunt Zhao had the same idea about this matter. Normally, she only cared about the happy couple and didn't ask about anything else. Now that Aunt Zhao had spoken, although she wanted to urge them to get married, she still took into consideration Yang Donghu's difficulty in conceiving and tried to smooth things over, saying, "Dachuan and Dachuan are rarely together and apart, so they don't have time either. Anyway, they are still young and can wait, so there's no need to rush."

Yang Donghu thought about the days when he hibernated, when the two of them were entangled in bed almost every day. Zhu Cuilan dared to say "I am busy" and Yang Donghu was embarrassed to hear it.

But listening to his aunt's words, Yang Donghu couldn't help but imagine in his mind if there really came a day when he and Zhao Luochuan had a child. What would that child look like? Would it be a boy or a girl? Would it have a good temperament? Would it be as lovable as Tianniu?

The more he kept his mouth shut, the louder Aunt Zhao's teasing became, and the more embarrassing her words became. In the end, even Zhu Cuilan laughed at her and scolded her for being unruly and for not even sending the child away when she was talking nonsense.

Su He looked at Yang Donghu's red face, with a hint of loss in her eyes. The emotions that she had tried hard to suppress before seemed to emerge again.

Zhao Fangchu saw Yang Donghu's embarrassment and found an excuse to drag him into the house. He was still an unmarried man, and he felt embarrassed to hear such reckless words one more time.

The two of them hid quietly in the house. The shoes they made for Zhao Luochuan were not yet finished, and Yang Donghu's embroidery skills were not very good. If she wanted to embroider the stitches densely, she had to spend more effort than others.

Su He thought for a moment, greeted the two aunts, and followed Yang Donghu into the house.

Yang Donghu seemed to have not expected Su He to come in. After all, they had not gotten very close despite spending the past few days together. He made room for Su He with some surprise.

"What are you embroidering?"

Yang Donghu handed the item in his hand to Su He and said, "Dachuan's shoes are too hard to wear, so I'm going to make him a pair of shoes. But I'm clumsy, so I'm always slower than others at handicrafts."

It is still very necessary to maintain good neighborly relationships when living in the village. Since Su He took the initiative to show goodwill, Yang Donghu didn't think about going anywhere else.

Su He took the embroidery cloth and looked at it, then smiled faintly and said, "I can see that your embroidery is not good. The stitches are not dense enough. Dachuan runs in the mountains all year round, and it is easy to get tired if the shoes are not suitable. It should be made more delicate. It is not very presentable as a gift."

"Hmm..." Yang Donghu took back the embroidery cloth and examined it for a while. After hearing what Su He said, he felt that it was not good. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I will make a few more pairs to practice in the future. I will eventually be able to make one or two pairs that are presentable."

"Oh, it's okay." Zhao Fangchu nudged Yang Donghu with his shoulder and winked, "Brother Dachuan doesn't mind. He carries the ugly sachet that Brother Dong embroidered for him every day. What's important is the person, not the thing, right?"

Su He's expression froze for a moment, and after a pause, she said, "That's right."

Then she said nothing more, sat for a while and then went out.

Before going out, she carefully looked at the shoe sample in Yang Donghu's hand, silently measured the size in her mind before walking out.