"Don't ask me how I know, just look at your drool, your pillow is soaked." Ye Xiaoqian grabbed the pillow, pointed to the puddle of water on it, and laughed so hard her eyes widened.

Yuan Doudou puffed out her cheeks. Could she say that this was Anji's saliva?

Looking again, Anji was nowhere to be seen; he was probably in the kitchen with his dad.

"I was hot, I was sweating a lot." Yuan Doudou was so embarrassed that her tongue started to tie itself in knots.

Ye Xiaoqian nodded thoughtfully, "Doudou, you look so cute when you lie."

It's strange, she always hated liars, but Yuan Doudou's lies made her feel amused and happy.

Yuan Doudou's face almost turned black. "Big sister, can we change the subject? Does she only feel satisfied if she admits that she did *that* with An Rong in her dream?"

No, next time I must make sure An Rong locks the door when he goes out and doesn't allow Ye Xiaoqian to come in.

That way, she won't find out about your embarrassing moments.

Waaaaah, I really want to cry.

"Mommy, get up and eat! Daddy made your favorite wontons." Anji skipped and hopped in.

Yuan Doudou beamed with joy, flew over, picked up Anji, and strode out: "Let's go eat."

Ye Xiaoqian shouted from behind, "Hey, you haven't brushed your teeth or washed your face yet."

Yuan Doudou looked at the bowl full of wontons in front of her. This was what the original owner liked to eat, and it was also what she liked to eat herself.

Grandma used to make it at home, and later Mom made it, and it tasted exactly the same.

Anrong added lard to the soup and blanched some vegetables, so it wasn't greasy at all.

"Did you go to buy meat?" There were only a few pieces of salted meat at home.

An Rong nodded: "It was sent by Uncle Li, and I insisted on paying for it."

Yuan Doudou agreed, saying, "What is owed should not be taken advantage of."

An Rong's return caused a stir in the village. Everyone felt that his escape from death was a great thing and that he would surely be blessed with good fortune. As villagers, they were also happy about it, and thoughtful people brought food from their homes to welcome An Rong.

My godmother's family also sends some meat every few days.

"DouDou, the people here are pretty good, except for those few scoundrels." She had only been here for less than ten days and had already encountered three oddballs.

They all had past conflicts with DouDou.

We should sympathize with DouDou; she's so unlucky.

"Let's not talk about them, just live our lives well." Yuan Doudou's life principle is to try to think about happy things and forget about people or things that make you unhappy.

If you keep remembering it, you're just torturing and wasting your own life.

In the end, you're the one who suffers.

“You’re just too weak. You have to remember that a gentleman doesn’t leave a grudge unavenged, An Rong. Do you think I’m right?” Ye Xiaoqian raised her chin and glanced at An Rong, who was eating quietly.

Is a man who remains indifferent even when his wife is being bullied at his doorstep?

They're really hopeless.

An Rong was suddenly called out, and his expression froze for a moment before he pursed his lips and said, "Peace is the most important thing."

Ye Xiaoqian almost choked on her food.

He really is a coward.

Yuan Doudou greatly admired An Rong's approach, which was truly a case of valuing harmony above all else.

Ye Xiaoqian lived a carefree life, but life isn't just about being unrestrained and doing whatever you want. Unlimited freedom will only harm yourself and others.

Ye Xiaoqian took in Yuan Doudou's smug look and sneered, "As expected of a couple, you're in cahoots. You deserve to be bullied."

The truth that kindness is often taken advantage of is timeless.

When dealing with certain people, you have to be swift, precise, and ruthless, leaving them no chance to recover.

After the meal, Ye Xiaoqian led An Rong in practicing basic skills.

She promised Yuan Doudou that she would be Anji's swordsmanship teacher.

Yuan Doudou felt her leg injury had healed and began packing up her stall.

In August, the weather got even hotter, and Yuan Doudou decided not to sell snail rice noodles.

I plan to only sell egg pancakes and French fries from now on.

Haoqinglai Restaurant needs to deliver 30 jin of king oyster mushrooms and 30 jin of oyster mushrooms tomorrow.

The strawberry jam she ordered is no longer available, so she can only make some ketchup to send over.

In the kitchen, Yuan Doudou was making tomato sauce, and An Rong was helping to start the fire.

He had only eaten tomato sauce once in the south of China, when he traveled all over the country. It was served with fried meatballs and was very refreshing.

"When did you learn this? Did my mother teach you?" An Rong asked casually.

Yuan Doudou stopped stirring. Ah, I can't go a day without lying.

"No, it's my own idea."

No one in the village has ever heard of cooking tomatoes into sauce. It doesn't taste good without sugar, and sugar is a rare commodity. Ordinary families can't afford to eat it, let alone put it in by the spoonful.

“You have a lot of talent.” After eating the pork liver porridge that day, An Rong realized that Yuan Doudou’s talent for cooking had been unlocked after he left.

Oh, is he praising me?

Even someone with an icy demeanor can compliment others.

Yuan Doudou feigned modesty: "No, I only know a little bit."

If it weren't for her extensive use of Xiaohongshu (Little Red Book), she would be completely clueless about cooking.

She admitted that how many dishes she can cook depends on how many posts she reads on Xiaohongshu (Little Red Book).

Here, I would like to thank the food blogger on Xiaohongshu for enabling her to survive on her own even after time-traveling.

An Rong quietly tended the fire, and the tomato sauce in the pot bubbled and gradually thickened.

"Alright, you can turn off the heat now." Yuan Doudou continued stirring to prevent the food from sticking to the pan.

An Rong nodded and immediately extinguished the firewood burning in the stove.

"Wow, what's that smell? It smells so good." Ye Xiaoqian followed the smell and walked in, sticking her head out to look at the bright red stuff in the pot.

"What is this?" It looks rather scary. Is it edible?

"Ketchup."

"Tomato?" I don't think I've ever heard of that.

It's like I've heard it somewhere before. She traveled to the south before, and the people there seemed to call tomatoes "fanqie" (番茄).

You mean tomatoes?

Yuan Doudou scooped some into a bowl, gave her a spoon, and said, "Try it."

Ye Xiaoqian said without any hesitation, "Then I'll eat it."

After practicing my swordplay, I happened to be hungry.

"It's delicious!" Ye Xiaoqian was immediately impressed after taking just one bite. Tomatoes could be cooked like this; it had the flavor of tomatoes, but not too much.

It's sweet and sour, and delicious!

Anji followed the scent and came too.

Yuan Doudou knew he loved to eat, so she quickly served him some: "Eat some first, and Mommy will fry some fries for you later."

"Yay!" I haven't had fries for days, and I really want some.

"What are French fries? I want some too." Ye Xiaoqian raised her hand high.

Angie answered first: "Auntie, French fries are made by cutting potatoes into strips, frying them in oil, and making them crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. They're delicious with ketchup."

Yuan Doudou smiled and said, "Our Anji is amazing, she can even make French fries herself now."

Ye Xiaoqian felt like she had discovered a new continent. She had eaten fried insects, fried dough sticks, and fried sugar cakes, but she had never eaten French fries.

"DouDou, hurry up and make it! I want to dip my fries in this sauce too."

Ye Xiaoqian's anxious appearance amused Yuan Doudou.