It was completely dark when Huang Ma finally finished making wontons for so many people. While the wontons were cooking, Huang Ma came out to have a drink of water and rest. When Huang Yiyi saw Huang Ma come out, she immediately sat up from the sofa and said, "Mom, we feel that Yangzhou is quite harmonious on our way here."
These words seemed to come out of nowhere, and Huang Ma chuckled, "Otherwise what? What else could we do? It's just that it rained and it was cold for a few days. Does that mean everyone will panic?"
Huang Yiyi continued, following her mother's words, "But this is the only place like this along the way. Other cities are really in chaos. People will do anything for a bite to eat."
These words startled Huang Ma. If someone would do anything for a bite to eat, wouldn't they be capable of burning, killing, looting, and smashing?
"How could this happen? Are there no police or anyone in charge?" Mom put down her water glass, sat down, and slowly asked them.
Cheng Zhi shook her head. "Since the communication was cut off, we haven't seen anyone at our school. There are only us students. No one cares about us. We've been trapped at the school for a whole month. Apart from the leftover food in the dormitory, we have nothing. So some bad things have indeed happened."
Cheng Zhi's words made Huang Ma extremely frightened. Yes, these students in school dormitories don't have refrigerators or pots or pans. What do they eat for a whole month?
Huang Yiyi noticed her mother's worry, got up, walked over, and took her hand. "Don't worry, we in the dorm love to hoard snacks, so we're eating fine."
Having put one worry aside, another one came to mind. Huang Ma asked, "You have food, but the other dormitories don't. They'll definitely come and steal your food."
“Oh, Mom, we have a door. If we don’t open it, how can they steal it? Unless they know how to pick the lock,” Huang Yiyi continued to comfort her.
Xiao Feiran, who knew how to pick locks, didn't dare to speak: "..." Who would have thought that they weren't the ones being pried open, but rather the ones who would pry open other people's doors?
After chatting with everyone for a while, Huang's father finally finished cooking all the wontons and poked his head out of the kitchen with a smile. "Alright, let's eat and chat. Hurry up and take the wontons out. I even added an egg for each of you."
The white, round wontons float in the bowl, topped with a golden fried egg and sprinkled with seaweed and dried shrimp. Even in the clear broth, they exude an enticing aroma. One bite, and the fragrance of pork blends with the sweetness of shrimp, bursting in your mouth.
Huang Yiyi had wanted to eat this for a long time. Even though she was grimacing from the heat, she still managed to swallow it. She didn't know if she was crying from the heat or from the delicious taste, but she felt her eyes getting a little wet.
"This smells so good! It's a world of difference compared to the frozen wontons in the cafeteria." Xiao Feiran took a small bite and found it incredibly delicious.
It was the first time Zheng Wan had ever tasted such delicious wontons. She smiled and looked at Aunt Huang, "Auntie, how do you make your filling and soup base? Can you tell me? I want to cook them myself when I get home."
Huang Ma was in a great mood after being praised by so many children. Besides, it was just ordinary filling, nothing secret. "Of course!"
Everyone was eating wontons together. Huang Ma had only eaten three or four when four boys raised their empty bowls and looked at her very sincerely, "Auntie, is there any more?"
Although Huang Ma had never raised a son, she knew that boys always eat more than girls, so she did make more wontons than usual.
"Yes, yes, here, Auntie will fill your bowls." After saying this, Huang Ma went to take the bowls from their hands.
As a result, the boys put away their bowls one by one, stood up, and said they could fill the bowls themselves.
Seeing that they had all started filling in, Huang Yiyi became a little nervous. "Don't finish filling in, leave a few for me! Do you hear me?!"
Unable to get a response from the boy, Huang Yiyi picked up her bowl and rushed into the kitchen, determined to protect those few wontons.
Watching their daughter's retreating figure, Mr. and Mrs. Huang sighed silently. With such a lack of attention to her appearance, it seemed none of those boys were their daughter's boyfriend.
The small kitchen was crammed with five people, and for a while, none of them could get out.
Taking advantage of the break, Huang Ma whispered to Cheng Zhi, who was closest to her, "Zhi Zhi, does Yi Yi have a boyfriend at school?"
Not knowing what Huang's parents' attitude was in coming to spy on her, Cheng Zhi paused for two seconds before deciding to tell the truth, "No, she's very busy at school and doesn't have time to date."
Hearing Cheng Zhi say that, Huang's mother was a little disappointed, while Huang's father was very happy.
Looking back at her daughter, who was still fighting with the boys for wontons, Huang Ma said, "Why isn't she getting it yet? Other people's children are already in college and have found partners, why isn't mine?"
Suddenly, Huang Ma turned her gaze to the four of them again. Cheng Zhi and the other three swallowed hard, feeling a bad premonition.
Sure enough, the next second, Huang Ma turned her attention to them, "So, among the four of you, surely one of you has already talked to someone?"
The four people who have been single since starting university: "..." Auntie, we're so sorry to disappoint you, we really don't have any partners.
This left Huang Ma speechless. Should she say that the five of them were well-behaved, or something else? Why was there no one there?
Much later, they all thought the matter was over and focused on eating the wontons in front of them. Unexpectedly, Huang Ma's words made them burst out laughing.
"Is the feng shui of your dorm bad? Is it blocking out unwanted romantic advances?" Huang Ma turned around very seriously and looked at the four of them.
Cheng Zhi smiled awkwardly. They just didn't want to look for it; it shouldn't be a matter of feng shui. She had just finished her wontons and, unsure how to respond, grabbed her bowl and chopsticks and rushed to the kitchen to join the chaotic wonton-grabbing frenzy.
The remaining three women practically buried their faces in their bowls; none of them dared to look up. If Huang Ma continued down this line of thinking, all they had to do was say they didn't want to find someone, and Huang Ma would probably assume they didn't like men at all.
Seeing their embarrassment, Mr. Huang stepped in to help them out, saying, "Oh dear, the children haven't even finished their meal yet, and they're already asking questions. Besides, what's the point of asking? If the time isn't right, then it isn't; if the time is right, then it will naturally come."
Only then did Huang Ma give up.
The four girls breathed a sigh of relief and silently sang a song for Huang's father in their hearts, "Thank you."
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