Wu Xueliang was Sang Haining; he came to Beijing because of a work assignment at home.
His expression was priceless when he heard that there was cilantro in the steamed bun.
"Wouldn't it be better to make some pure meat xiaolongbao? I've never understood why they put bean paste in zongzi. Isn't meat delicious?"
This time, the one who exploded was Ruan Xianxian.
"Don't you get tired of having meat in your zongzi?"
Wu Xueliang pulled up a stool and said, "I've wanted to say this for a long time. Why mix steamed eggs with rice when you can eat them directly?"
Cucumbers are best dipped in sugar, or perhaps with vinegar, crushed garlic, and red chili peppers—are you eating cucumbers or just the condiments? And…”
"Stop!" Ruan Xianxian swallowed hard, abandoning her task of wrapping the buns. "What did you say about dipping something in white sugar?"
“Cucumbers!” Wu Xueliang replied confidently.
Ruan Xianxian had already stood up and was searching the kitchen for tools. Finally, she found a handy weapon, grinned maliciously, and charged forward.
"I'll make you dip cucumber in white sugar!"
"Ouch!" Wu Xueliang cried out in pain, clutching his buttocks where he had been hit, his scream standing out starkly amidst the first work whistle.
Within five minutes, the other children got up one after another. When Chu Li, who arrived first, saw Ruan Xianxian sitting on a stool in the kitchen wiping away tears, her eyes narrowed and she put down her toiletries to show her concern.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying so early in the morning?"
Ruan Xianxian cried uncontrollably, her little hand clutching Chu Li's sleeve, her other hand pointing at Wu Xueliang, who was huddled in the corner.
"Uncle Chu, he said cucumbers dipped in sugar. I've only ever eaten tomatoes with sugar in my whole life. He actually said cucumbers dipped in white sugar. What kind of bizarre dish is this that has shattered my worldview?"
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