Zhou Yanjing held an iron spoon and gently turned the corn. He glanced at her and smiled playfully, "Are you hungry too quickly? You just had a meal."
"That's different!" Shen Liwu retorted unconvincedly, "Roasted corn is a snack, not a staple food. No matter how much rice you eat, it can't resist its fragrance."
Zhou's mother listened to the laughter and did not stop her movements. She added firewood to the furnace and said with a smile: "This child was also a greedy child when he was young. He still can't change this habit when he grows up."
Zhou's father walked in from outside, holding a basket of vegetables he had just picked from the backyard. Hearing their conversation, he also laughed, "Young people, if you have a big appetite, it means you are in good health."
Shen Liwu felt a little uncomfortable with what he said, so he lowered his head and muttered softly, "I just think roasted corn is particularly fragrant..."
Seeing her like that, Zhou Yanjing's smile deepened. He turned the iron in his hand and handed her a roasted corn. "Here, the first one is for you. Be careful of the heat."
Shen Liwu's eyes lit up, and he quickly reached out to take it, and couldn't wait to take a bite. The corn kernels are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with the aroma of charcoal fire and a slight sweetness.
"Well, eat it."
Zhou Yanjing couldn't help but smile as he watched her eat with gusto. He reached out and wiped the burnt stains off the corners of her mouth. "Eat slowly. No one will snatch it from you."
Shen Liwu raised her head and smiled at him, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction, "You try it too."
She peeled the corn in her hand and handed it to his mouth. Zhou Yanjing opened his mouth and took a bite, savoring the aroma of the charcoal fire.
"It's really good." He nodded, looking at her softly with a faint smile on his lips.
Mother Zhou looked at the two of them, her eyes full of love, and her hands' movements couldn't help but slow down a little. She gently patted Zhou's father's shoulder, motioned him to look over there, and whispered, "Look at them, how well-matched they are."
Father Zhou smiled, put the vegetables in his hand on the chopping board, wiped his hands, and said, "Let's not worry about the young people's affairs."
Mother Zhou nodded and continued to work on her task. The firelight from the furnace reflected on her face, making her look particularly warm.
Shen Liwu finished eating a corn, exhaled contentedly, turned to look at Zhou Yanjing, "I want to eat more."
"Okay, I'll roast another one for you." Zhou Yanjing agreed with a smile, picked up another corn and put it on the fire, turning it over skillfully. Sparks jumped between his fingers, making his profile flicker.
Shen Liwu squatted aside, holding his chin with both hands, staring at the corn that was gradually turning yellow without blinking, and occasionally letting out a few sighs of anticipation.
Zhou Yanjing glanced at her sideways, the smile on his face deepening, "Since you like it so much, I'll break off some fresh ones for you tomorrow, and we'll grill more. You can eat as much as you want."
"I'm not a pig. I just eat occasionally."
Zhou Yanjing smiled and said nothing.
"This one is also ripe." Zhou Yanjing handed the corn to her with a gentle smile in his eyes.
Shen Liwu took it and looked at Zhou's father and mother, "Mom and Dad, you eat this."
Father Zhou waved his hand, his smile kind, "No, no, you young people can eat it, your mother and I will grill a few more later."
After he finished speaking, he turned and walked to the stove, picked up another corn and began to peel it.
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