Fu Wan knew perfectly well that Shen Lingling was happy. Back in the Shen family, she and her mother never saw a single piece of meat scraps. When Old Mrs. Shen cooked, she would watch from the side, and Fu Wan never thought of keeping a single piece for herself.
Now you can eat as much as you want!
After patting Chen Lingling's head, Fu Wan noticed that she was still clutching that one yuan coin in her hand.
"Ring ring, Mom will make you a little bag later. You can keep the money safe."
"Give Lingling a whole dollar?" Shen Lingling couldn't believe it. She knew that a dime was much more than a penny, and a dollar was much more than a penny.
Ye Xiaocui came in from outside and happened to hear this. She disagreed and said, "Awan, the child is taking too much money. If you're going to give her any, give her some loose change."
"Mom, it's alright. As long as she doesn't squander the money, it's always better to raise a girl with plenty than to raise her with poverty."
Ye Xiaocui lifted the pot lid and glanced at the bubbling braised pork. She sighed, "I was worried that if she had too much money, someone would rob her. Oh well, I'll exchange it all for loose change later, so she won't be bullied."
Fu Wan then realized that this wasn't the time when every family had pocket money, and felt a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry, Mother, I misunderstood."
She only thought about giving Lingling a carefree childhood, without considering that giving her too much would only harm her.
Ye Xiaocui waved her hand, then sighed as she looked at the braised pork in the pot. "If only your father were here, this braised pork is his favorite dish."
When I was alive, I couldn't bear to eat, but now that I'm over there, I don't know if I'll have anything to eat.
Thinking of this, Ye Xiaocui suddenly remembered something, "Awan, the day after tomorrow is the Mazu Temple Fair. Come with me to offer incense to Mazu and donate some money. We've made quite a bit of money recently, all thanks to Mazu's blessing."
"Yes, I'll take it," Fu Wan nodded in agreement. Seeing that it was almost time, Fu Wan reduced the sauce in the braised pork, then made two more dishes, and her sumptuous lunch began.
Fu Ming's meals were always delivered to his room. Just then, Ye Xiaocui brought chicken soup to Wang Xiuer's house, so Fu Wan took a lunchbox, filled a bowl with food, and brought it into the room.
"Brother, look!"
Fu Ming's stomach had been growling from the various aromas in the house, and he was somewhat incredulous when he saw the food Fu Wan was holding.
"Ah Wan, are you not planning to celebrate?"
They even have braised pork!
White rice again!
Fu Wan smiled mysteriously, "Wait a moment."
Then she took a noodle bowl and filled it with chicken soup. "Pretty generous, right? Squid chicken soup, and I even added a few dried scallops!"
Fu Ming couldn't resist any longer. He picked up a piece of braised pork from the bowl and stuffed it into his mouth. The fatty meat melted in his mouth, and the lean meat was chewy and delicious. This was definitely the best braised pork he had ever eaten.
Then he stuffed another mouthful of rice into his mouth. This white rice was incomparable to cornbread or steamed buns; it was so delicious it brought tears to his eyes.
If only Dad were here!
Seeing Fu Ming suddenly burst into tears while eating, Fu Wan was at a loss. "Brother, it's not that bad, is it? Why are you crying while eating?"
Did she put in too much salt? That can't be right, Lingling just tasted it and said it was super delicious!
Fu Ming shook his head haphazardly, his voice choked with emotion, "It's delicious, but I suddenly thought of my father."
The room fell silent for a moment before Fu Wan finally spoke, "Brother, you have to look forward to life. Get well soon. Let's go out to sea together to find Father."
We must see him alive or dead; even if he's gone, we must bring his remains back for burial.
Looking at his legs covered in medicine, Fu Ming could actually feel that his legs were not in so much pain anymore.
"good!"
Ye Xiaocui's voice came from outside the door, "Awan, dinner's ready!"
Fu Wan then turned around, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and replied, "Coming!"
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Two days later is the Mazu Temple Fair.
Shen Lingling got up very early, then pulled Fu Wan to pick out a piece of clothing with the fewest patches for her to wear, and also slung the small cloth bag that Fu Wan had prepared for her over her shoulder.
"Mom, is the temple fair fun?"
Fu Wan nodded and casually tied her hair into a bun. "There are lots of delicious food and fun things to do at the temple fair. You must hold Mom's hand tightly and don't get kidnapped by bad people!"
Shen Lingling nodded heavily, and then followed Fu Wan out to wash up.
Ye Xiaocui is not going to the temple fair today. It's not that she doesn't want to go, but she has Fu Ming at home to take care of and can't leave.
Fortunately, when she delivered the chicken soup yesterday, she found a companion for Fu Wan. Wang Xiuer felt that her daughter's ability to come back alive from the sea and her improved mental state were not only due to Fu Wan's contributions, but also entirely thanks to the protection of Mazu.
Sure enough, right after finishing breakfast, Wang Xiuer and Fu Qing called out from the door, "Awan! Sister-in-law!"
"They're here! They're here!"
Fu Wan took Chen Lingling's hand and walked out, saying, "Mother, I'm leaving!"
"Be careful, stay with your aunt!"
Fu Wan smiled sheepishly. She was a mother herself, yet Ye Xiaocui still treated her like a child.
"Ah Wan, we need to hurry, the village car won't wait for us!"
There is a shuttle bus to Fujia Village, but there is only one trip a day, and it is at 7 am, so you have to get there early to wait.
Fortunately, there was still plenty of time. When Fu Wan and Shen Lingling arrived at the bus stop, it was only 6:40.
This watch was lent to her by Fu Ming. Every time she went out or went out to sea, Fu Ming would lend it to her to tell the time.
It's still inconvenient. I don't know if you still need a ration coupon for watches in town. Fu Wan wants to buy one for herself.
Buses in the 1980s were definitely not as comfortable as modern ones; the roads were full of potholes, and the buses must have been swaying and rocking.
When they finally arrived in town, not only Fu Wan, but even Chen Lingling vomited right there by the roadside.
"Mom, am I sick?!" She threw up the steamed egg custard she ate this morning, sob sob sob.
Fu Wan took out her handkerchief and wiped her mouth. There were no tissues available, but luckily the owner of the breakfast shop next door kindly scooped a spoonful of water for Chen Lingling to wash her mouth.
To express her gratitude, Fu Wan bought several meat buns and gave one to each of them.
"Oh dear, Wan, why would a grown man like me eat a meat bun!"
"This is to thank you for taking care of me all the way, Auntie. If you don't accept it, you're looking down on me."
Wang Xiuer had no choice but to accept it. Reluctant to eat it herself, she wrapped it in newspaper, intending to save it for her daughter to eat slowly later.
"Thank you, Awan."
Fu Qing smiled sweetly at Fu Wan, and Fu Wan felt her heart melt instantly. After resting for a few days, Fu Qing no longer acted foolishly and got herself all dirty. Now she looked like a very bright and beautiful girl.
"Auntie is so pretty!"
Shen Lingling was also amazed by this smile, and she stopped eating her steamed bun.
Wang Xiuer was amused by her, and the group chatted and laughed as they arrived at the Mazu Temple.
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