Yan Bo knew she was just throwing a tantrum, so he smiled slightly and followed her into the dining room. Without any regard for her feelings, he sat down next to her, who was still fuming.
"Little girl!"
Now, Yan Bo often forgets Tong Xiaohuai's status as the eldest daughter of the Tong family. This is because she increasingly displays childlike reactions and behaviors in front of him.
He loved her to death, even though she was like that.
Although he couldn't help teasing her, he genuinely believed that she was much more real than the sensible and composed version of her.
Indeed, without realizing it, Tong Xiaohuai herself began to show more and more of her childlike side in front of Yan Bo.
In the past, this would have been a constant warning in her mind, because it was a very dangerous situation.
But in front of Yan Bo, she had become accustomed to letting go of all defenses and basically treating him with a completely open heart.
At this moment, she was even more authentic in front of Yan Bo than she was in front of her parents.
"Are you angry?" Yan Bo looked at Tong Xiaohuai, who was sipping porridge with her lips pursed, and leaned closer to coax her softly.
He reached out and took the spoon, saying, "Let me serve you, you sit down."
Tong Xiaohuai didn't stand on ceremony. She put down the spoon and bowl on the table, then plopped down in the chair, waiting for Young Master Yan to serve her.
Yan Bo smiled, ladled out more than half a bowl of congee, placed it in front of her, and kindly reminded her, "Be careful, it's hot!"
As he spoke, he picked up the pickled mustard tuber pieces that were placed opposite him and put them next to the rice porridge.
Tong Xiaohuai showed no sense of ownership whatsoever. In fact, ever since she brought Yan Bo home last night, she had stopped treating him like an outsider.
I picked up a spoon and scooped some pickled mustard tuber pieces from the small dish into the bowl, then scooped a spoonful of the white porridge mixed with the pickled mustard tuber and put it in my mouth.
Mmm! Delicious!
After such strenuous exercise, my stomach was already growling with hunger. Although it was just plain porridge, it tasted like the finest delicacies.
"The plain congee is really good, you should have a bowl too."
Tong Xiaohuai forgot that she had been sulking and arguing with him just a minute ago. Now that she saw him eating dumplings, she pointed to the pot of white porridge and gestured for him to serve some as well.
Yanbo doesn't really like plain porridge; he prefers soy milk and steamed buns.
However, given Tong Xiaohuai's strong recommendation and the way she ate it, which indeed seemed like a delicacy, he filled his own bowl to about half full and, imitating her, added some pickled mustard greens to mix in and eat it together.
"Is it delicious?" Tong Xiaohuai stopped what she was doing and stared at him as he put the rice porridge into his mouth.
Yan Bo's expression changed slightly. Indeed, compared to what he had expected—bland and tasteless—this rice porridge was much more fragrant and delicious.
"It's really great!"
“In winter, we also like to use rice porridge as a base for hot pot. Let’s try it when it gets a little colder.”
Tong Xiaohuai gets a little excited when hot pot is mentioned.
"Okay, I like hot pot too."
"I doubt anyone dislikes hot pot, you can eat lots and lots of meat..." Tong Xiaohuai's eyes gleamed.
Compared to many girls who eat less than a kitten, Tong Xiaohuai is considered to have a big appetite.
After all, she expends a lot of energy normally, and without sufficient energy intake, she simply cannot have a healthy body.
Yanbo had teased her all morning, and now he just wanted to pamper her. Seeing how much she wanted to eat hot pot, he suggested it.
"The temperature isn't high now, and the resort is near the mountains, so it should be even lower. How about we have hot pot for dinner tonight?"
Tong Xiaohuai stared at him with bright, sparkling eyes. "Is it okay?"
Yan Bo found it amusing, but smiled indulgently at her, "Of course, even if it's summer, let alone late autumn, you can still have hot pot if you want."
Uncle Guan's dietary arrangements were primarily based on nutritional considerations. Of course, he wouldn't serve the Tong family a hot pot in the sweltering summer heat.
Over time, Tong Xiaohuai developed the misconception that hot pot was only eaten in winter.
At this moment, encouraged by Yan Bo, Tong Xiaohuai swallowed hard and said excitedly, "Then when we go out, let's stop by the supermarket to pick out some hot pot ingredients."
"Great!" Yan Bo was naturally very happy to see her so happy.
Thinking about buying hot pot ingredients, the two of them ate breakfast quickly, finished their breakfast in no time, and then went back to their room to pack their luggage and drag it out.
Shen Weiyao was leaning against Tong Laoda, their heads touching as they watched a news report. Hearing footsteps, they looked up and were somewhat surprised to see the suitcases the two were dragging.
"Xiao Yan, you've packed your bags so quickly? Sit a little longer, we'll leave at nine."
"Mom, Yanbo and I are going out to buy some ingredients. We'll meet at the village archway at nine o'clock."
As Tong Xiaohuai spoke, she dragged her luggage and tugged at Yan Bo, ready to leave.
Shen Weiyao looked confused. "Didn't we say we were going to a resort? What ingredients do we need to buy?" Then, she turned her gaze back to Boss Tong. "Aren't there any restaurants at the resort? Do we need to bring our own ingredients?"
Tong Laoda was also very confused. "How could there be no restaurants? There are restaurants serving all the major cuisines."
After explaining to his wife, Tong Laoda asked Tong Xiaohuai, "What ingredients do you want to buy? Your uncle has everything. Besides, which of us can cook? Young Master Yan?"
It's not that Boss Tong looks down on people; in fact, none of the four of them are skilled in cooking.
Forget about being proficient, they can't even do it.
"Dad, we're going to buy ingredients for hot pot. We're having hot pot tonight, what do you want to eat? I'll buy it all." Tong Xiaohuai was still excited.
"Hot pot?" Boss Tong and Shen Weiyao exchanged a glance. Clearly, like Tong Xiaohuai, their eating habits had been fixed by Uncle Guan's dietary arrangements over the years.
"Yes, the weather's getting cooler, we can have hot pot!"
After saying that, Tong Xiaohuai stopped explaining to her parents and pushed Yanbo out the door.
Yan Bo came from the airport last night in the Yan family's car, so he and Tong Xiaohuai put their suitcases in the back and sat in the back seat together.
"Brother Yang, let's go to that supermarket outside first and buy some food and supplies."
A few minutes later, the car stopped at the supermarket entrance. Yan Bo and Tong Xiaohuai walked into the supermarket hand in hand, pushed a shopping cart, and headed straight for the fresh food section.
Neither Tong Xiaohuai nor Yan Bo had any experience in purchasing groceries. Now, as they pushed their shopping carts to the meat section and looked at the brands, they couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"How much do you want?" Tong Xiaohuai asked Yan Bo.
Yanbo didn't know either, so he just followed the categories on the sign and ordered two jin of each of mutton, beef, and pork.
Tong Xiaohuai looked at the meat in the bag, "What are we going to do with it later?"
At this point, Yan Bo realized he had been oversimplifying things. "It's okay, I'll have a solution soon."
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