Seeing the worry on his wife's face, An said comfortingly, "You don't know our daughter's true nature yet. If she says she's gone, then she's gone. Don't worry."
"My dear, besides being worried that our daughter won't be able to do business, which will undermine her self-confidence, I also think it will affect her reputation. What kind of daughter would go out in the town to sell things like this? How will she get married in the future?"
"Besides, my daughter's reputation is not good anymore. I'm worried that she won't be able to find a husband in the future."
Wan'an gently hugged his wife and said in a calm tone, "Well, what am I supposed to do? Wanniang, don't worry. If our daughter really can't get married, we will support her for the rest of her life."
Mrs. Gua hit Gua'an on the chest and said, "What are you talking about? How could my daughter not be able to get married? I am just imagining things."
"No, my daughter is cooking. I'll go outside and see if I can help."
Outside the kitchen, Mengyue and her two younger brothers dealt with the locusts. After cleaning them with water, they asked Mingyu to start the fire.
Then she took out a can of oil and poured some into the heated pot. When the oil was slightly hot, she poured in the locusts and fried them slowly over low heat. When all the locusts in the pot were golden brown, she took them out from the drain, drained the oil, poured them into the small basket prepared for cooking, and sprinkled them with the seasonings she had made earlier for cooking, including cumin, spicy, and five-spice flavors.
This time, Zong Xu made three flavors, and she also planned to sell locusts of these three flavors at the stall.
Mrs. Xu walked to the stove and saw that her daughter and son were already cooked.
Minghao took one in his left hand and put it into his mouth with his right hand. It made a crunching sound when he chewed.
Even before eating it, I could imagine how crispy the fried locusts were.
"Mom, the fried locusts my sister made are so delicious, you should try them."
Minghao was enjoying his meal when he looked at his mother.
Without any hesitation, he raised the locusts in his hand and let his mother eat them.
Mrs. Wu lovingly touched her son's little head and said with a smile, "Mom, help yourself. Minghao, eat quickly!"
Minghao saw that his sister had cooked all the locusts that he and his brother had caught, and there were still quite a few in the small basket, so he didn't force his mother to eat them.
After eating a few more, Minghao wanted to share this delicious food with his friends in the village.
But when I think about how my sister worked so hard to make this, I feel reluctant to let it go.
Mengyue was busy at the stove. Seeing her mother coming over, she gestured to her mother to take some locusts to eat.
"Accidentally" he saw Minghao's conflicted expression again, his little brows furrowed so tightly that they could kill a mosquito.
So he teased, "Minghao, what's wrong? Are the locusts my sister made unpalatable?"
"No, I'll eat whatever my sister cooks."
Minghao didn't know when he became Mengyue's little fan, and he was the kind of crazy fan who would never say anything bad about his sister, no matter who it was, not even his sister herself.
Seeing Minghao's angry expression, Mengyue thought it was just a joke, so she jokingly said, "Oh, oh, oh, it's my fault. I shouldn't have said I didn't want to eat it."
"No, sister is right. Whatever she does is right." Minghao firmly defended his sister.
Seeing her brother's serious look, Mengyue stopped teasing Minghao.
"Then Minghao, tell me what's bothering you and see if I can help you."
Minghao hesitated and couldn't say anything after hearing what his sister said.
"Our Minghao is a little man. He can say whatever he wants to say and do whatever he wants to do, right?" Mengyue encouraged.
"Yes, I'm a little man and can't be as hesitant as a little girl." Minghao prepared himself mentally.
He looked up and said, "Sister, the locusts you made are so delicious. I want my friends to try them."
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