The enamel covered basin was newly bought, and the oil was also high-quality rapeseed oil. There was also a large bowl of fried pork with chili peppers placed near the stove.
The peppers and cabbage were given to him by his second aunt when he was fetching water at noon, saying that he couldn't take a few candies from a little girl for free.
Only then did he realize that the little girl not only gave milk candy to Second Aunt, but also gave Crispy Candy to Second Uncle Yang.
As for the meat, it was the same braised meat from last night and this morning, very fragrant and chewy fat, probably weighing about a pound.
A pound of fat meat costs 78 cents at the food company, and a meat ticket is required. On the black market, no ticket is required, but it costs 1.2 yuan per pound.
He also smelled the aroma of rice coming from the earthenware jar. From the rich fragrance, he knew that it was not porridge, but most likely dry rice.
How much did the little girl buy on the black market? Yan Mingli felt a little uneasy. While breaking the cabbage in the wooden basin, he looked at his little girl out of the corner of his eye.
Her boy was looking at her, and there was a different light in his eyes, as if she had done something bad and he had caught her red-handed.
For some reason, Mo Yutong felt a little guilty, but she forced herself to meet his inquiring gaze.
But the boy's eyes seemed to see through everything. Gradually, she didn't dare to look at him anymore. She moved away from him, squatted in front of the stove with her back to him, and picked up a piece of firewood to poke the ash pit.
I muttered to myself: It's okay, it's okay. Didn't I just pour all the oil from the condiment counter at the braised meat shop into the pot? Didn't I just grab a piece of pork head? Didn't I just pour a few boxes of rice into the clay pot? Isn't it just...
Ahhh~~The black bear in her heart was raging and the groundhog was screaming. Whenever she thought of her youth, she always forgot to proceed step by step and take steady steps.
What should she do? The boy was watching her, so she had to stand up straight, then straighten her back and continue to poke at the ash pit as if nothing had happened.
But the straighter she straightened her back, the more Yan Mingli could sense her guilty conscience.
After putting the chopped vegetables in a colander to dry them, Yan Mingli opened the lid of the pot and looked at the small pot of water that was about to boil and still had oil droplets floating on it. His forehead twitched.
"Do you want to make cabbage soup or stir-fry the cabbage?" He remembered that the little girl clearly said to stir-fry the cabbage, but since so much water was added, he was a little unsure.
"I just want to wash the pot!" Mo Yutong stood up and looked at the water in the pot with a confused look on his face. He only knew that the water would become less as it boiled, but he had never seen the water become more as it boiled.
"My sister only scooped a bucket of water, and I scooped the rest." Yan Mingcheng, who was in front of the stove, quickly raised his hand and said with red ears.
"Why are you scooping so much water?" Yan Mingli looked at his brother in confusion.
"I thought you would have to stand there for a long time..." Yan Mingcheng's words instantly became like a rolling heat wave, catching Yan Mingli off guard and scalding his face.
He admitted that his brain was flooded with water just now, which made him do things that made his blood boil when he thought about it, and even caused his brother to misunderstand!
"Hmph! Second brother even covered my eyes and wouldn't let me see." Yan Mingxue followed closely behind, pouting and complaining unhappily.
"Buzz buzz buzz..." Yan Mingli felt his head throbbing even more and his face getting hotter, but he pretended to be calm and changed the subject, saying, "Then let's make cabbage soup!"
"Okay! Brother Li!" Yan Mingxue successfully diverted Yan Mingli's attention, and Mo Yutong felt a lot more relaxed instantly. She could also stare at the boy and tease her.
"You..." Hearing her deliberately drawn-out ending tone and seeing her laughing like a mouse that stole oil, Yan Mingli helplessly threw all the cabbages into the pot.
"Brother Li, do we have a vegetable garden at home?" In order to prevent her boy from being too embarrassed, Mo Yutong kindly changed the subject.
Our family? Turning his gaze towards the little girl, Yan Mingli's eyes lit up for a moment, and he smiled faintly and said, "Yes, but I don't grow vegetables."
It’s not that he didn’t want to grow vegetables, but the vegetables he planted with great effort would always be stolen. Gradually, he lost interest in growing vegetables and only collected firewood to exchange for them every time he went to the market.
Perhaps he saw the little girl's confusion, so he continued, "The peppers and cabbage were given by Second Aunt. She said she wanted to thank you for the candy."
Mo Yutong felt warm in his heart when he thought of the candies he had given out last night.
This was the first person to give her a return gift. Although the peppers and cabbage were all grown by Second Aunt's family, they could only be bought at the vegetable catering service company's store in the city.
Mo Yutong knows very well that in this age where human relationships are valued, only give-and-take can make a relationship last.
"Then do you want to send some fried pork with chili peppers to Second Aunt?" Mo Yutong took out a soup bowl from the cupboard and placed it on the stove, naturally asking Yan Mingli for his opinion.
"No need." Yan Mingli immediately shook his head. His father had taught him that in interpersonal relationships, one should adhere to the principle of not taking advantage of others and not asking for things actively, and both parties should maintain sufficient respect.
The little girl gave the second aunt a few candies, and the second aunt returned a basket of vegetables. If she also gave the second aunt a bowl of fried meat, what should she return?
"Okay." Since her boy said no, then no! Mo Yutong raised the corner of her eyes and answered simply.
"Sugar is already eye-catching. If you give meat as well, people will be jealous." Seeing that she trusted him completely, Yan Mingli felt a warm and throbbing feeling in his heart.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Seeing him start to scoop soup, Mo Yutong consciously took out the bowl and chopsticks from the cupboard.
"You don't have to listen to me in everything." Yan Mingli said in a low voice while scooping soup and lowering his eyes.
"I believe you and I want to listen to you." Mo Yutong trusted her Mr. Yan enough in her previous life.
In her eyes, Mr. Yan is a smart and capable man who can always solve all problems with a stable mood, no matter how trivial or detailed the specific events are.
And a young man who can grow up to be Mr. Yan must be worthy of her trust.
"..." Looking up at the little girl, a hint of doubt flashed in Yan Mingli's eyes.
"If you like someone, you should trust him enough." Mo Yutong raised her chin and blinked at him.
"..." Doubt was instantly replaced by speechlessness. Yan Mingli didn't understand why his little girl could always bring the topic back to that matter no matter what she said.
"Love without trust is just a temporary deception caused by appearances, which cannot be considered love." Mo Yutong said clearly, with a pair of eyes sparkling with moving light.
"Wrong logic!" Yan Mingli looked at her slightly raised chin, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
"So..." Mo Yutong took quick steps, moved closer to him, and then stopped, saying seriously, "I not only like your face, but also your whole person."
“…” He really shouldn’t have spoken, he should have remained silent.
"Brother Li, I like you!" Suddenly, Mo Yutong put her feet together, bent her body to the left, raised her hands above her head and made a big heart shape for him.
"Yeah!" This was the second day since they met, but the girl's love for him was getting stronger and stronger. Yan Mingli felt that it wouldn't be long before he would lose everything in front of the girl.
But he didn't quite understand why she liked him so much since she didn't understand him at all.
Does the little girl really not care about his past, his family, the stigma his parents have shouldered, and the bright future he cannot see?
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