She was thinking of buying things, but with so much money on her, she was afraid of attracting bad people. Holding Angie's hand, she hurriedly went to the post station to wait for the carriage to take her back.

The people waiting for the bus saw that she was sweating profusely and thought she had encountered a bad person, so they asked with concern, "Young lady, what happened to you?"

Yuan Doudou clutched her chest, trying to calm herself down. "Auntie, I'm just afraid of the heat. My heart races when it's hot."

"Oh, I see. Then sit down and rest. The carriage will be here soon." The old lady kindly offered her her seat.

Yuan Doudou felt embarrassed to sit down and quickly waved her hand, saying, "Auntie, please sit down, I'll just stand."

She was so excited that she couldn't sit still. She stood under the shed, watching the people coming and going on the street.

In the crowd, she saw a familiar figure. He was dressed in a black flying fish robe, and with a lithe figure, he mounted a tall white horse and galloped away.

When she chased after him to find out what was going on, the man and his white horse had vanished without a trace.

She must have been mistaken. That person couldn't be An Rong. If An Rong really came back, he wouldn't abandon her and her son.

She must have seen it wrong.

Yuan Doudou's excited heart was instantly doused with ice water, and she calmed down completely.

She didn't know how she got on the carriage, how she got off, or even when she got home, she forgot that Angie was with her.

"Mother, what's wrong?" Anji had been observing his mother the whole way and felt that she had become a different person.

Yuan Doudou came to her senses. She had acted too sadly just now. In fact, she couldn't tell whether it was her who was sad or the original owner of the body who was sad.

"Anji, Mommy's fine. She probably just didn't sleep well." She had many dreams last night, a mix of past and present lives, which left her exhausted.

Anji hugged Yuan Doudou's arm and gently comforted her, "Mommy, don't be afraid, Anji will always be with you."

He vowed to stay with his mother and take good care of her for the rest of his life.

Yuan Doudou laughed heartily. What was she worried about? With such a heartwarming little dumpling like Anji, she was content for life.

“Anji, hearing you say that makes me feel like the sky is clear again.” The little guy is precocious and seems to have seen through my thoughts.

Angie was puzzled. Wasn't the sky always sunny?

Yuan Doudou put the silver in the bottom of the box, locked it, and checked it before cooking in the kitchen.

Some of the crayfish died yesterday, so we have to stir-fry them today.

She first fetched water from the well, soaked the lobsters in the water, cleaned them one by one with a pig bristle brush, rinsed them with clean water, and then they were ready to be stir-fried.

Some people like to remove the shrimp vein before cooking lobster, but this makes the shrimp meat fall apart and doesn't taste good.

Angie can't eat spicy food, so she prepared some minced garlic, heated a pan, poured in plenty of oil, and fried the lobsters.

This step is crucial; it locks in the lobster's freshness and removes its earthy taste.

First, put the fried lobsters into a bowl. Then, heat oil in a separate pan, fry minced garlic until fragrant, then add the lobsters and stir-fry evenly. Add a little soy sauce, a pinch of salt, and a pinch of sugar to enhance the flavor.

If you want lobster to taste good, you have to be willing to use plenty of seasonings.

The fragrant garlic lobster was ready, attracting Anji, who was playing with building blocks.

"Mommy, this smells so good!"

Yuan Doudou said with a smile, "Go wash your hands and come eat the lobster."

Angie obediently washed his hands. He had never eaten lobster before and was really looking forward to it.

The rice was ready, and Yuan Doudou cooked two bowls of loofah and egg soup. With the lobster and a plate of cold tomato salad, a simple lunch was ready.

The two sat at the table, and Yuan Doudou peeled a shrimp tail for Anji.

"Try it." Yuan Doudou hadn't eaten crayfish in a long time, and just smelling it made her mouth water, but she still wanted Anji to try it first.

Anji ate the shrimp tail in one bite. The taste was indescribable, incredibly fresh and tender, with a hint of garlic flavor. In short, it was delicious.

"Delicious." Angie gave a thumbs up.

Yuan Doudou filled a large plate and said to Anji, "Anji, you eat first, I'll take this plate of lobsters to your Uncle Wang's house."

Angie nodded; he could manage on his own.

Yuan Doudou was carrying a lobster, walking under the blazing sun, feeling incredibly hot.

The sweltering summer is here, it's so painful, and Yuan Doudou can't help but miss the old days.

But she immediately stopped, saying that she would live in the moment and not think about those things that were not worth it, as they would only cause her more trouble.

Before they even reached Wang Qiqiang's house, they ran into An Bihuai, who was returning from the fields.

An Bihuai hadn't seen Yuan Doudou for a few days. His wife kept asking for Yuan Doudou's braised pork, but he was too busy to look for her.

What a coincidence, we bumped into each other on the road. An Bihua greeted him, "Dou Dou, where are you going?"

Out of politeness, Yuan Doudou calmly replied, "I made some crayfish and sent them to Aunt Wang to try."

“Crayfish? Isn’t this the red softshell turtle that nobody eats in the river?” An Bihuai looked at it carefully for a few moments and was sure he wasn’t mistaken. “Dou Dou, this stuff isn’t tasty. If you send it over, people will just hate it.”

An Bihuai meant well by reminding Yuan Doudou that she wanted to curry favor with Zhang Aiju, probably because of Wang Qiqiang, as some people in the village were gossiping about the two of them.

Actually, as the second uncle, he wouldn't interfere with DouDou's freedom to choose her own marriage. But An Rong's fate is currently unknown, and he might come back any day. If he comes back and finds that his wife has run away with someone else, he'll be furious.

Yuan Doudou guessed what he was thinking and said with some displeasure, "Second Uncle, you're overthinking it. Aunt Wang won't mind. I gave her the lobsters as a thank you. After all, it was Wang Qiqiang who caught them. He worked hard for half a day, so I can't just take his things for nothing."

Anbihuai smelled the aroma, and this thing didn't seem as bad as he had thought, so he was tempted to try it.

"DouDou, it's no big deal for him to catch a few red turtles. You don't need to be polite with him. I think you should give me this plate of lobsters. It's perfect for taking back home so your family can all try your cooking."

Yuan Doudou laughed, "Second Uncle, just say if you want some. I still have some at home. I'll send this plate to Aunt Wang instead."

Seeing that she insisted on seeing him off, An Bihuai could only leave dejectedly.

"DouDou, I'll wait for you at your door."

Yuan Doudou thought her second uncle would be very principled and say, "Who cares?" But after taking two steps, he turned back and said this.

It's both infuriating and hilarious.

"Okay, if you're not afraid of the heat, then wait there." There wasn't a single tree in front of her house.

When Yuan Doudou arrived at the Wang family's house, they were having dinner. On the table was a large plate of garlic-flavored cowpeas and a bowl of tomato soup.

She was a little surprised. How come there wasn't even a speck of meat for lunch for the whole family? Didn't Wang Qiqiang just catch a pheasant?

"DouDou, what brings you here? What's this?" Zhang Aiju asked, getting up.

Yuan Doudou placed the crayfish on the table. "These are crayfish that Brother Wang helped catch. I've cooked them and brought them here for you to try."