The night passed peacefully. Yu Muyang woke up early the next day and looked at the girl sleeping beside him. She was still curled up in his arms, looking like a little animal, fragile and cute.
He placed a light kiss between her eyebrows, then got up from the bed and went to the kitchen. He had heard Yan Cuo mention before that she had dysmenorrhea, so he took it to heart and often looked for some dietary supplements to treat dysmenorrhea.
It’s best to drink porridge in the morning, as it nourishes the stomach and warms the body. The weather is getting colder and colder. The mornings in Ancheng are always foggy, and the windows are covered with a layer of mist.
He went to the kitchen, took out the millet porridge he had bought earlier, washed it, and started cooking it, setting the timer. Seeing that it was still early, Yu Muyang decided to go out and buy some buns. Yan Cuo loved tofu buns, and she always missed them when she mentioned them back in Yuncheng. He had heard from his assistant that there was a bun shop in the suburbs of Ancheng that was delicious, but it was a bit far, taking about half an hour to go there and back.
He went back to the room and took a look. Yancuo was sleeping soundly. A blush finally appeared on her face, and she looked cute and adorable. He carefully tucked the quilt into her and got up to leave.
The morning wind was bitingly cold. Even though he was wearing a thick coat, Yu Muyang still felt the piercing chill. He quickly walked to the parking lot and sped all the way to the outskirts of the city.
Finally we arrived at the legendary bun shop. From a distance we could see the steam rising from the steamers, which seemed to bring a sense of warmth to this cold winter day.
There were a lot of people queuing up. The boss was a middle-aged couple who looked honest. The woman rolled out the bread and buns, while the man was responsible for steaming them. The two worked together in an orderly manner.
The woman's technique in making dumplings is very beautiful. The dough is rolled very thin, and the filling is so much that it seems to be overflowing, but it can just be covered by the dough. The dumplings look white and plump, which makes people particularly appetizing.
The next step is the key step, which is to steam the buns in a pot. A tray of buns can be out of the oven in just over ten minutes. Many children have already gathered around, standing by looking eagerly, waiting for them to come out of the pot.
The boss, a simple, honest middle-aged man, took the opportunity to discuss with the diners how to make the tofu buns chewy. First of all, the dough must be chewy. The most important thing is the tofu. The tofu must be the freshest and tenderest. Old tofu will lack the flavor.
The couple started making tofu early in the morning and made and wrapped the tofu on the spot. The tofu was guaranteed to be completely fresh, and the tofu buns tasted naturally good. People around them came for the tofu buns. These simple buns can make people's mood better for the whole day and dispel the haze in life.
Accompanied by the boss's hearty laughter, the pot of buns was really ready. There were not too many buns in the pot, but there were many people queuing up. Yu Muyang became a little worried. He did not bring his mobile phone when he came. If Yan Cuo woke up and couldn't find him, he would definitely be worried.
The last five buns were taken away by a boy. Yu Muyang's eyes showed some regret, but he was reluctant to give up. He looked at the busy boss with a little anxiety, "Boss, how long will it take for the next basket?"
The boss glanced behind him and said with some regret, "They haven't started wrapping the next basket yet. It will probably take more than half an hour. Do you want to wait a little longer?"
Yu Muyang frowned slightly, said nothing more, looked at the direction where the boy left in the distance, and chased after him.
The boy held the tofu bun in his hand as if he were looking at a treasure. He felt a little reluctant, but wanted to give it a try. "Little friend, can I buy these buns from you?"
The boy shook his head. "No, I want to buy some to take home and eat with my sister. I've been waiting for this for a long time. If I give it to you, I won't have any left."
Yu Muyang squatted down and spoke sincerely, "Little friend, brother will give you 100 yuan to buy these five buns, okay? I know you want to share with your sister. It's not easy for you to have such filial piety.
My brother bought this for a sister who's sick and really wants to eat the buns here. He drove a long time to get here, worried that she'd worry if he got home too late. There's another basket of buns left, but he doesn't have time to wait any longer. Is this okay with you?
The boy looked at him, as if pondering the truthfulness of his words. Although he was still very young, he understood the determination and sincerity in the eyes of the older brother. He thought of what the teacher said about being helpful, hesitated for a moment, and handed the bun in his hand to him.
"Since my sister is sick, I'll give it to you first. Take it back to her quickly, otherwise it will get cold. I'll wait for the next basket."
Yu Muyang was a little ecstatic. He carefully took the still warm bun from the boy's hand and handed him the money.
"Thank you. I have to hurry back. My sister will be very happy to see this bun. I will tell her that a little kid gave it to us out of kindness."
The boy was a little shy and scratched his head. "It's okay. Helping others is a virtue. I'll give you this money. I don't want it. My mother said I can't take things that are not mine. This bun is five yuan. Just give me five yuan."
Yu Muyang looked at him with a smile, "Your mother taught you very well. You will become a very outstanding person in the future. This is your brother's business card. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, come here to find your brother."
As he said that, he handed him his business card and also a ten-dollar bill, stuffing it into his hand. The boy refused and kept pushing it away, so he stuffed it into his pocket and touched his head. "This is compensation for making you wait a little longer. You can take it. I'm leaving now. Goodbye."
After saying that, he turned around and strode forward. The boy behind him looked at the person walking away and shouted loudly, "Goodbye, brother."
He smiled, waved back, and drove back to the rental house. Yan Cuo had already woken up, and his face looked a little anxious. He was relieved when he knew he was back. He walked up to him with a bit of annoyance, "Where did you go so early in the morning? I couldn't find you anywhere, and you didn't even have your phone with you."
Yan Cuo took out the buns wrapped in his arms and placed them in front of him. "I heard that there's a bun shop on the outskirts of the city that makes delicious tofu buns. When I went back to Yuncheng, I saw that you particularly liked tofu buns, so I bought some. You can try them."
He looked at his ears which were red from the cold, and his eyes suddenly turned red. "You ran out early in the morning just to buy me buns. It's so cold outside."
He took off his coat and rubbed his hands. "It's okay, it's not cold. Boys have higher body temperatures and are not as sensitive to cold as you girls."
Yan Cuo reached out, took the bun from his hand, put it down on the dining table, held his big hands with her own, and used her body temperature to warm him. She didn't feel relieved until the hands of the man in front of her finally warmed up.
"I'll warm you up with my hands, and you won't be cold anymore, right?" The girl was a little proud, and the light in her eyes flashed as she looked at him, attracting his attention.
"Yeah, it's not cold anymore."
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