Chapter 37 is now complete...
Chapter Thirty-Seven
After all, Qi Mingzhe was the child she had raised in her previous life, so Yao Anhui knew him to some extent. To put it bluntly, she could tell what kind of shit Qi Mingzhe was going to take just by looking at him.
However, how Yao Anhui got here is still a mystery. She only has a few clues, and knows nothing else.
Yao Anhui thought she would only know the secret of her past and present lives when Qi Mingzhe took the initiative to confess, but she did not expect that she would be even luckier than she thought.
Could she be one of the heroines with protagonist aura in Hua Fangling's novels?
After all, she seemed to be luckier than Hua Fangling, the female protagonist in the book.
Look at her cheat code; she went from being a jinx in her past life to having powerful words.
She didn't own an online shopping mall, but Hua Fangling, who did, treated her like a close friend, and her support for her was even greater than that for her family.
Furthermore, the reason she was able to be resurrected was also because of Qi Mingzhe; otherwise, how could she have come into this world?
Given these many differences, it's not unreasonable for Yao Anhui to suspect that she is God's favorite daughter.
Speaking of Qi Mingzhe, we have to mention the dream Yao Anhui had, and in turn, we have to mention Qi Mingzhe himself.
The day after the hand pump well was installed, Lu Yuanqing got up at six o'clock as usual, dug Qi Mingzhe up, and skillfully started a fire to cook while Qi Mingzhe was washing up.
Yao Anhui has a southern palate and likes to eat soupy or brothy foods or dishes from her hometown in the morning. At first, Lu Yuanqing would cook porridge or noodle soup for Yao Anhui to eat according to her taste. Yao Anhui was happy with the food, and Lu Yuanqing was also satisfied.
However, Yao Anhui quickly stopped him because she found that these kinds of breakfasts didn't keep him full, and Lu Yuanqing would get hungry around 10 or 10 o'clock every day. From then on, Yao Anhui made sure that Lu Yuanqing ate a full breakfast.
Sincerity begets sincerity, and Lu Yuanqing treated her with genuine kindness, Yao Anhui naturally didn't mind treating him even better.
However, Lu Yuanqing still makes Yao Anhui's favorite breakfast every morning. For example, Lu Yuanqing prepared some dough before going to bed last night, and he just steamed it in the morning.
Lu Yuanqing kneaded the dough and started steaming it. Qi Mingzhe had also finished washing up, so Lu Yuanqing took him to do morning exercises together.
It has to be said that Qi Mingzhe is a really easy child to take care of. He doesn't make a fuss, is close to his uncle and aunt, helps with housework, and is quite good at training with Lu Yuanqing in the morning. He is not afraid of hardship or fatigue. Everyone says that Qi Mingzhe is a good candidate to join the army.
This relieved Yao Anhui, after all, having someone who has been pampered for decades personally take care of an ignorant child would probably break her composure.
When Lu Yuanqing returned, he saw Yao Anhui rubbing gauze and wondered where it came from. Little did he know that Yao Anhui was rubbing the seeds of a fruit called "liangfen" (凉粉果), saying that it was for making liangfen.
"Huihui, is this jelly delicious?" Lu Yuanqing asked curiously.
"It's delicious, and there are several flavors: sweet, sour, spicy, and salty. You can have whatever flavor you like, but I prefer the sweet and spicy ones," Yao Anhui said while kneading the jelly seeds.
"Can sweet jelly taste good?" Lu Yuanqing is a native of the North. The jelly he has eaten is mostly scraped jelly with minced garlic, chili, and vinegar. He can't imagine what sweet jelly would taste like.
Lu Yuanqing's comrades came from all over the country, and some comrades from Guangdong Province had introduced him to their local herbal tea and jelly. Herbal tea is for cooling down, and jelly is sweet, but it's really hard to imagine things you haven't tried.
"What are you saying? If I said tofu pudding is too salty to eat, would you be happy to hear that? Go wash your hands and eat. You'll know what it tastes like when you come back at noon," Yao Anhui said irritably.
To be honest, Yao Anhui likes sweet tofu pudding, but she also likes to try spicy food occasionally.
"Auntie, I can eat any flavor." Qi Mingzhe then tried to ingratiate himself.
"Alright, I'm done here. Let's go have breakfast." Yao Anhui washed the outside of the enamel basin, especially the bottom, and put it in the sink to rinse.
The steamed buns that Lu Yuanqing made in the morning were ready by now. When Yao Anhui went in, she saw Lu Yuanqing taking the buns out of the pot. The buns were as big as Yao Anhui's face.
"Wow, the steamed buns you made look so good!" Yao Anhui was also puzzled.
Back in her original home, when the family ran out of rice and only had a little flour left, Yao Anhui tried steaming buns. But for some reason, the buns she made were so hard they could crack walnuts, the kind that even dogs wouldn't eat.
The steamed bun in Lu Yuanqing's hand looked so delicious that Yao Anhui was truly envious.
"I specially saved some dough to make you knife-cut noodles." Lu Yuanqing knew that Yao Anhui didn't like to eat dry food in the morning, so he specially saved some dough.
"Okay, add some leafy greens." Yao Anhui was becoming more and more satisfied with Lu Yuanqing.
"Auntie, I want to eat noodles too!" Qi Mingzhe quickly tugged at Yao Anhui's sleeve and begged her.
“Then let’s eat together.” Lu Yuanqing glanced at Qi Mingzhe, not understanding why he, who was clearly his nephew and should be close to him, always tried to steal Yao Anhui’s attention. Lu Yuanqing was particularly dissatisfied with this.
Lu Yuanqing made noodles for Yao Anhui with not only green vegetables, but also two fried eggs, making them look and smell delicious.
However, Lu Yuanqing's noodles truly amazed Yao Anhui. The noodles were exceptionally chewy, and if Yao Anhui were to praise them, they would be comparable to those made by the imperial chefs in the imperial kitchen.
Yao Anhui, who had given half of the noodles to Qi Mingzhe, felt a little regretful. She felt she could have finished the whole bowl of noodles. She thought she should wait until later to have children and focus on taking care of herself first.
After finishing her noodles, Yao Anhui set her sights on the steamed bun in Lu Yuanqing's hand. She really didn't like noodles, and she definitely couldn't stand eating steamed buns as her staple food.
But why is Lu Yuanqing eating so heartily?
Can steamed buns really taste this good?
Lu Yuanqing's breakfast included steamed buns and a plate of stir-fried green beans. He ate the buns and vegetables with great relish, which piqued Yao Anhui's curiosity.
Yao Anhui stared at Lu Yuanqing with eager eyes and asked, "Are the steamed buns delicious? Can you eat them so dry?" Yao Anhui was really curious.
"It's delicious! This is already a very good meal." Although Yao Anhui was eating noodles, they were specially made by Lu Yuanqing. The steamed buns he ate were actually mostly cornmeal with only a small portion of wheat flour. But this was already a good meal for many families, who usually ate coarse grains.
"Let me try some." Yao Anhui saw that he was eating with great relish.
Lu Yuanqing gave her one.
"I don't want one, I just want to taste it. Just break off a small piece for me to try."
Lu Yuanqing actually broke off a bite for her. Yao Anhui found the taste to be something she had never had before, but it was quite delicious. Unfortunately, she really didn't like steamed buns.
"How is it? Is the food to your liking?" Lu Yuanqing asked her with a smile.
"It's delicious. It's quite different from the steamed buns in the south. Southern steamed buns are soft, fluffy, and sweet, but yours have a firm, chewy texture," Yao Anhui said truthfully.
"Do you want to eat more?" Lu Yuanqing hoped that Yao Anhui could eat more, because in Lu Yuanqing's opinion, Yao Anhui's appetite was about the same as that of a child.
Take Qi Mingzhe for example. Yao Anhui finished her noodles and was full, while Qi Mingzhe finished a whole bowl of noodles and has now eaten a steamed bun.
"Then forget it. Even if I did like steamed buns, I wouldn't be able to eat them." Yao Anhui hurriedly shook her head: "Do you think I'm as active as you? I don't move around much all day, so my appetite is already quite large."
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By noon, the jelly had solidified. Yao Anhui and Qi Mingzhe gave half of it to Hua Fangling, letting her mix and match the flavor of the jelly she wanted.
"Hey, isn't this ice jelly?" Hua Fangling said, looking at the cold jelly that Yao Anhui had brought over.
"No, this is called liangfen (cold jelly), it's not icy," Yao Anhui explained.
After examining it carefully, Hua Fangling said, "This is different from the jelly I've seen before. It's neither like jelly nor like ice jelly."
"There are several kinds of jelly in our area. There is black jelly made from the grass of the grass, green jelly made from the leaves of the turtledove tree, and there is also this slightly transparent jelly made from the fruit of the grass."
"So many? I must be ignorant," Hua Fangling said jokingly, clasping her hands in a fist salute.
"Do you prefer sweet or savory? You can adjust it to your liking," Yao Anhui asked her again.
"I'm fine with anything, hurry up, put it on the table. My milk tea and fries are ready, let's all eat together." Hua Fangling also put a table in her yard.
Hua Fangling quickly brought out her finished product: "How is my finished product? It looks pretty good, right?" Hua Fangling had a proud expression on her face.
"That's quite impressive," Yao Anhui replied, showing her considerable respect.
The two tasted each other's drinks, and of course, they didn't forget Qi Mingzhe: "Today's milk tea has tea leaves in it, which isn't good for children. Xiao Zhe, Auntie will make you one without tea leaves next time. How about you have some cold noodles and fries today?" Hua Fangling said to Qi Mingzhe in a low voice.
"Okay, thank you, Auntie." Qi Mingzhe acted in a manner befitting his age, thanking Hua Fangling with an innocent and carefree expression.
"Oh, Xiao Zhe is such a good boy." Hua Fangling lived next door, so she could naturally hear about the Lu family's situation. Before, Hua Fangling was worried that Qi Mingzhe was too difficult to take care of and was worried about her good friend. Unexpectedly, she was now a little envious of him.
"Sweetie, why don't you just have one yourself? Didn't your in-laws and your own families both urge you to have a baby?" Yao Anhui understood Hua Fangling's meaning.
"I would definitely be willing to have a child if it were easy, but I'm afraid of giving birth to a little devil. Look at how many naughty kids there are in our compound. Besides, after the baby is born, someone from the family will need to come and help with postpartum care. I don't get along very well with Lao Shen's mother... Ugh, just thinking about it gives me a headache."
As for her mother, Hua Fangling was an imposter; she wouldn't dare trouble the original owner's mother and would avoid her at all costs.
"Oh dear, let's not talk about this anymore. Come and try this. I added some fermented rice wine, and it tastes pretty good." Hua Fangling pushed a bowl of her homemade cold noodles to Yao Anhui.
Hua Fangling's bowl of jelly not only has fermented rice wine, but also several kinds of fruit. It's sweet and quite delicious.
However, Yao Anhui's current body is so sensitive that she can't drink any alcohol. After finishing a bowl of cold noodles with fermented rice, Yao Anhui collapsed.
Hua Fangling: ...0.0
If Hua Fangling hadn't added the fermented rice herself, and hadn't added a quarter of a bowl, she would have thought she had been poisoned.
Yao Anhui: ...
Yao Anhui fell into a deep sleep and even had a dream while she was drunk.
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Author's note: My steamed buns are so bad that even a dog wouldn't eat them; in my mom's words, they could kill a dog.
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