Chapter 402: The Warmth Between the Yi Family's Grandfather and Grandson
Yi Beiming thought of the group of old men and women in Longteng. A deep light flashed in his eyes, and he said to Yi Donghong, "I haven't eaten it yet. Maybe Grandpa can try it. It's made by those old men and women in Longteng. They should be about the same age as Grandpa, but because of the damage to their bodies, they look much older."
It is undeniable that although Yi Donghong is old and looks a little rigid and old due to years of worry and sorrow, he still looks much younger than those people in Longteng. He is a handsome middle-aged uncle. Judging from his appearance, he is two generations apart from those old men in Longteng.
However, Yi Donghong obviously considered himself an old man. Upon hearing this, the smile on his face really got bigger. "That's great. We can still visit each other in the future."
Yi Beiming did not feel happy. Instead, he suppressed the smile in his eyes and felt sad in his heart.
If it weren’t for that disaster and those people favored by God, grandpa wouldn’t have ended up like this!
209 years old is not considered old in the interstellar world, and can even be considered young.
At the age of 209, he just entered the society with high spirits. There are many people who call themselves young people, but my grandfather's mentality is like that of an old man, who is already very old.
After blinking, Yi Beiming suppressed all the emotions in his eyes, smiled again, and walked to the bun shop with Yi Donghong.
Longteng's grandmother, Cuihua, raised her eyes brightly, peered over from behind the steaming steamer, and greeted them with a warm smile, "Is this Village Master Yi? Would you like to buy some buns?"
Now everyone is a fellow villager of the global village, and fighting is not allowed in the village. Therefore, Longteng and Honglian Village do not need to fight to the death for survival and dislike each other.
Looking at their current wonderful life with a small wooden house to live in and buns to eat, Grandma Cuihua thinks the strong men in the neighboring Honglian Village are handsome.
What's more, the leader of Yi Village came to patronize their business, so Grandma Cuihua was naturally generous with her kindness and smile. She was full of enthusiasm, just like when she greeted other guests.
They have already sold fifty buns today, and they need to keep up the good work.
Yi Beiming was stunned for a moment, then he curled his thin lips and smiled at her in a friendly manner.
Then he glanced at the steamer, and then at the wooden sign in front of the bun stall: Longteng buns, fresh meat filling/3 spirit coins; wild vegetable and mushroom filling/2 spirit coins.
He frowned slightly, "Well, buy two, one with fresh meat filling, and one with wild vegetables and mushrooms."
"Okay." Grandma Cuihua smiled, swiftly lifted the steamer and filled it with buns. She introduced them with a smile, "Our meat was just caught this morning by the Longteng boys on the snowy mountain. The wild vegetables and mushrooms were picked in the Demon Refining Pot. They're all very fresh. Village Master Yi doesn't have to worry about the ingredients."
As she spoke, she placed two plump, white, hot buns on a green leaf that looked like it was cut in half and handed it to me.
Seeing Yi Beiming looking at the leaf, she even explained with a smile, "This is a lotus leaf. Our Longteng brothers picked it from a river inside the Demon Refining Pot. We washed it very clean. Louwailou even uses lotus leaves in cooking. Village Master Yi doesn't have to worry about the leaves being unclean."
"Yeah." Yi Beiming moved his lips and said nothing more. He moved his slender fingers, took the two buns, and then handed them to Yi Donghong.
He said softly, "Grandpa, try it."
Yi Donghong took it with great emotion, but he didn't take it all. He smiled and said, "I can't eat two, so you can have some too, and Xiaoshi can have some too."
Shi Yong's throat churned as he sniffed the steaming aroma of the buns, then he quickly shook his head, "No, Patriarch, this is Xiaobei's filial piety to you. You eat it. I just drank the nutrient solution, so I'm still full."
Yi Beiming had a warm smile in his eyes. Seeing his grandfather's reserved look, he pushed the bun back and said, "Grandpa, you eat it. I've also drunk the nutrient solution."
Yi Donghong smiled with crow's feet in his eyes, his eyes full of warmth, and said, "I'm full too. Village Chief Yun has distributed rice to us before. How about each of us three break off a little and try it."
Having said that, regardless of Yi Beiming and Shi Yong's refusal, he took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, then directly broke the two buns into six pieces, revealing the fragrant and juicy filling inside.
"Ouch, the soup is about to leak out, both of you open your mouths quickly."
Seeing Yi Donghong's sad face now smiling and full of kindness, Yi Beiming was also happy. He opened his mouth obediently, and then Yi Donghong stuffed a large piece of bun with skin and meat into it.
His mouth was filled with the aroma of soft bun skin and lean meat filling, and Yi Beiming unconsciously raised the corners of his eyes.
"How is it?" Yi Donghong looked at him lovingly with a smile on his face.
Yi Beiming also laughed, his eyes curved, "It smells good, not bad."
"That's good, that's good." Yi Donghong did not forget Shi Yong next to him. He also fed him a small portion and then took a bite for himself.
Well, the buns are as delicious as I remember.
Each bun was about the size of a palm, and the three of them finished it in two bites each.
Shi Yong smacked his lips, savoring the taste. This amount was just enough to fill the gaps between his teeth, but he couldn't say anything. He kept a serious face and pretended to be full.
Two buns cost five spirit coins, which can buy five bottles of high-grade nutrient solution. It’s not cost-effective at all.
Yi Beiming looked at his grandfather and asked with a smile, "Grandpa, do you want more? I'll buy two more."
Yi Donghong was also smart and could not see anything on his grandson's face, but Shi Yong was very insightful and could tell at a glance that they were not living well off.
He quickly stopped his grandson and said helplessly, "No need, Grandpa is full. I can also make these buns, and I'll show you how to make them when I get back."
Yi Beiming's mouth curled up, a dark color flashed in his eyes, and he also smiled, "Okay, I heard from my father that the buns made by grandpa are delicious. It's a pity that I have never eaten them. I have a lot of ingredients here, waiting for grandpa to make them for me."
Yi Donghongle's smile widened and he agreed without hesitation.
Grandma Cuihua watched from the side and smiled helplessly. The leader of Yi Village was just like their Long Teng, poor!
"Grandma Cuihua, give us ten buns, five with each kind of filling." A hearty shout came.
When I turned around, I saw Father Tang leading Grandpa Tang and the others coming over. They walked to the bun stall and asked for ten buns. They were definitely rich people.
Grandma Cuihua didn't have time to watch the affectionate conversation between the Yi family's grandfather and grandson. She smiled so hard that her teeth couldn't be seen and replied, "Okay."
He quickly took out a large lotus leaf, opened the lid of the steamer and reached in to grab the buns.
(End of this chapter)
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