As soon as the afternoon classes ended, Ye Chen'er was already waiting at the door of Yan Xiaonan's classroom. It was Friday, and the two had agreed to go home together. Yan Xiaonan quickly packed her schoolbag and ran out to meet Ye Chen'er.
As Yan Xiaonan ran to the door, he almost bumped into a female classmate who was coming in. Yan Xiaonan had already stopped, but the other girl still bumped into him. When the female classmate saw that it was Yan Xiaonan, she couldn't help but purse her lips and say, "Running in such a hurry, are you rushing to be reincarnated?"
Yan Xiaonan knew that her appearance had made her many enemies, but as long as you're not the one who gets jealous, it's fine. Today, this female classmate just happened to be the one who got jealous: "Yeah, I'm in a hurry to send you to be reincarnated. How about you be reincarnated into a rabbit's burrow?"
Ye Chen'er laughed upon hearing this. "Well done, Yan Xiaonan. He's really good at cursing people."
The female student was furious, but she didn't know what to say to vent her anger. She could only glare at Yan Xiaonan and walk into the classroom. Yan Xiaonan rolled her eyes. With such little fighting power, she dared to challenge me. She wasted all the cursing she had just prepared.
Ye Chen'er found it amusing. That's just how Nan Nan is. She won't offend others unless they offend her, but she has a particularly kind heart. Anyone who can become Yan Xiaonan's friend is definitely lucky.
"Nan Nan, your eldest brother and second brother will be arriving tomorrow, right? Let me go with you to the train station to pick them up," Ye Chen'er asked.
"Don't go. You can help my mom cook. There will be a lot of people eating tomorrow, and I'm afraid my mom won't have enough time to cook. It's a pity that my mom refuses to eat at state-run restaurants, otherwise it would be so much easier," Yan Xiaonan complained.
“I wouldn’t go either. It’s a family reunion day, so of course we should stay home. Don’t worry, tomorrow there’s my mom, my aunt, and me. We have four beauties who can cook.” Ye Chen’er counted the number of people on her fingers.
"My aunt will also help, but don't expect too much from her. She'll just need to carry a basin and add some firewood." Yan Xiaonan pointed at Ye Chen'er's finger.
Speaking of her mother-in-law, Ye Chen'er laughed. Who adds salt by the handful when cooking? After adding one handful, she'd worry it wasn't salty enough and add another. No wonder there's always salt in the kitchen. Luckily, we don't need salt coupons to buy salt, otherwise we'd all be eating rice for nothing.
Grandma Yan had been waiting for the two of them at the gate for a while. As soon as she saw them, she called out, "Cuihua, Cuihua, my darling is back! Quickly bring out the mung bean cakes you just made and make two cups of malted milk powder."
Upon hearing this, Cuihua immediately ran to the kitchen and soon brought out a basin containing at least ten glossy mung bean cakes. These were pastries that Ye Chen'er's grandmother, Fu Qingping, had taught Cuihua to make.
Grandma Yan loved eating it, but after eating two pieces, Fu Qingping stopped her: "Sister Yan, this stuff is too sweet and oily. You have to eat less of it with me, or you'll easily get high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and high blood sugar."
Grandma Yan had never heard of the term "three highs" before. In her mind, she was thinking about high school, growing taller, being lifted up high, and eating this stuff and all those other things.
Cuihua had heard her master mention it before, and quickly explained, "Mother, the three highs are high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and high blood sugar."
Grandma Yan was delighted to hear this: "Cuihua, isn't high blood sugar a good thing? We don't have enough sugar at home, so a little higher is good."
Ye Huixian chuckled. Grandma Yan was so adorable: "Aunt Yan, high blood sugar is no good. If you have high blood sugar, you can't eat many things, such as sugar, rice cakes, malted milk powder, and you can't eat too much white rice. Otherwise, you'll suffer from complications, like rotten feet, blindness, or even going to see the King of Hell."
Grandma Yan was stunned by what she said. This little girl, no, this big girl, is she trying to scare me? No worries, I'll ask Nan Nan when she gets back. My sweetie knows everything.
Yan Xiaonan saw her grandmother standing at the door and quickly ran over: "Grandma, why are you standing at the door? Aren't you tired?"
Holding her granddaughter's hand, Grandma Yan felt at ease: "I'm not tired. I've missed you so much these past few days."
"Grandma, you're just like me. I haven't seen you for days, and I'm so tired of missing you." Yan Xiaonan hugged Grandma Yan.
Yan Xiaonan and Ye Chen'er washed their hands and faces, and when they saw the mung bean cakes on the table, they happily picked them up and stuffed them into their mouths. With just a sip of their lips, the mung bean cakes turned into fine mung bean paste, sweet and creamy, and so delicious. It was a pity that no butter was added, otherwise the taste would be even better.
"My dear child, you can't eat too much, or you'll develop high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and high blood sugar," Grandma Yan said as soon as she saw Nan Nan pick up the third piece.
"What's 'three highs'? What are those?" Yan Xiaonan asked curiously.
"It's high blood sugar, what else is high?" Grandma Yan had forgotten.
"Oh, high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and high blood sugar, Grandma, you're amazing! How did you know about the three highs?" Yan Xiaonan gave her grandma a thumbs up.
"Your mother's master, my sister-in-law, said so." Grandma Yan looked at her granddaughter and knew that she couldn't eat this much anymore. Why make so much if she can't eat it? It's just teasing her. I'm not looking anymore.
"Mom, if you use half the amount of sugar and oil from now on, you can drink two more pieces of milk." Yan Xiaonan said to Cuihua.
Cuihua was surprised. Isn't this a secret recipe? How did her precious child know it? Oh, she forgot that her precious child was a fairy reincarnated. Listening to her precious child is the right thing to do. Cuihua nodded repeatedly. Grandma Yan smiled and thought her granddaughter was so thoughtful.
Ye Chen'er ate the familiar yet unfamiliar mung bean cake. There was no butter available here now. When she was little, the mung bean cakes made by her grandmother always contained butter, and they tasted much better than this one.
However, compared to those years in Mushroom Village, life is so much better now, so we can't be greedy.
Yan Daqiang and Xue Ying walked into the courtyard in the afterglow of the sunset. Xue Ying immediately saw the mung bean cake on the table and hurriedly ran to the kitchen to wash her hands. Before she had even dried her hands, she picked up the mung bean cake and stuffed it into her mouth: "Suihua, you are too amazing."
Cuihua and her grandmother didn't understand, so Yan Xiaonan translated: "Auntie said Cuihua, you're amazing."
Everyone laughed when they saw Xue Ying pick up a second piece before finishing the first. Yan Daqiang glanced around and saw Yan Zheng sitting next to Yan Xiaoqiang: "Yan Zheng, come here."
Yan Zheng saw his uncle and rushed over, feeling uneasy. Did his uncle know about the suicide note? Sure enough, when his uncle pulled him into the room, a suicide note was thrown in front of him.
“There are no bad descendants of the Yan family. You should try to solve this kind of problem. If you can’t, come to your uncle. How could you think of dying? Fortunately, you are smart enough to know to go to the border. Leave this matter to me. Go back and report as soon as you recover.” Yan Daqiang solemnly admonished Yan Zheng.
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