Chapter 82 Begonia Cake My Dear Granddaughter
The peach blossoms are blooming and the water is rising, and the mandarin fish are coming into the nets.
The pink and white crabapples are in full bloom. When the wind blows, the petals fall gracefully on the bluestone road, forming a light layer of flower fluff.
Gu Xiang stood at the door of Meow Meow Bakery holding a broom. He raised and lowered his arm, and the broom swept across the ground.
Wei Rui followed closely beside her, even learning the way he held the broom exactly. When Gu Xiang swept to the left, she followed suit. When Gu Xiang turned to clean the corner, she followed him. The pink and white crabapple petals were gathered together by their brooms and piled into a small pile.
"Not really, Weirui."
Gu Xiang stopped moving, tilted his head to look at her, and said with a helpless smile, "My broom moves left and right, you don't have to learn to do it exactly the same way."
Wei Rui held the broom in his hand and replied seriously, "I'll do whatever the boss says."
In the future, she will follow the boss and be the small hall manager.
After saying that, Wei Rui followed Gu Xiang's movements and continued to lower her head to sweep the petals, as if she and Gu Xiang were carved from the same mold.
At the door of Yunlaixiang, Chang Siyan was practicing Ba Duan Jin with Chaojiu, Wanwu, and several other guys in the open space.
She used to always like to talk while leaning against the counter, but now she was unusually serious, raising her hands, stretching her arms, turning her waist...her movements were smooth and relaxed.
The warm spring sun fell on her face, making her originally pale complexion look rosy. Wei Jinyun had nursed her body, which had coughed constantly during the winter, until it gradually became stronger, and even her cheeks had grown a little fleshy.
"Xiao Chang, your movement is wrong. You need to lower your shoulders."
Chao Jiu said with a smile as he followed her gestures.
Everyone followed Chang Siyan's lead. Although the movement was clearly to lower their shoulders, they opened their arms instead, like a rooster about to take off. The whole situation was in complete chaos.
Chang Siyan took a breath, but he didn't forget to talk nonsense, "Sister Chaojiu, you don't understand this, right? This is called the improved version of 'Xiao Chang Style Eight-Section Brocade'. It strengthens your body and doesn't stop you from looking cool."
"What's so cool about this?"
Soon, the sound of a donkey cart clattering could be heard from the front of Tianqing Temple. Before the milk deliveryman even reached the shop door, he called out, "Shopkeeper Wei, the milk has arrived today. Thirty-two buckets! Come and help!"
Gu Xiang immediately put down his broom and stepped forward, quickly carrying a bucket of milk. Wei Rui followed closely behind, imitating her pattern by holding onto the bucket and following steadily. Yu Qing and Shan Da also stepped forward, and the three of them worked in perfect harmony, one carrying, the other supporting. The milk swayed slightly in the bucket, and despite the lid, the fresh milky aroma still wafted through the cracks, making it fragrant.
In just a moment, thirty-two barrels of milk were neatly placed in the cool warehouse in the backyard.
Beside Yunlaixiang's small table, Wei Fuling and Wei Fuqiu were eating breakfast quietly.
Wei Fuling held the warm milk, took a sip and then chewed a piece of bread. Wei Fuqiu drank porridge with Wang Qiulan and picked up a piece of light side dish with chopsticks and put it into her grandmother's bowl.
The sunlight filtered through the carved wooden windows and fell on the two sisters, making their faces look even more round and adorable. A year later, they had grown quite a bit, their height growing taller and their faces rounder.
Wei Fuling took two bites of the bread and then shouted to Wei Jinyun at the counter, "Sister, Grandma! Look, the swallows under the porch have given birth to little swallows!"
Wei Jinyun and Wei Fuqiu looked under the corridor at the entrance of Yunlaixiang. The nest that the swallows had built bit by bit with mud in February was already full. There were now several little swallows in the nest, who were sticking their heads out, chirping with their mouths open, looking very adorable.
"real."
Wei Fuqiu put down her chopsticks and said softly, "Three little swallows have hatched."
My sister said that when a swallow comes to build a nest, it's a happy occasion, a sign of good fortune. What's more, it's built in a corner, so passersby won't be disturbed by the occasional bird droppings. It's very considerate.
Their shop is becoming more and more prosperous.
Seeing that it was time to go to school, the two sisters held hands, holding two boiled eggs, and said goodbye to all the members of their family before heading towards Su Yuxuan.
Naturally, it seemed that Xiaoyanzi was added to the family.
After the guys finished practicing Ba Duan Jin, they dispersed and went about their business, looking for their own workstations.
Old Cheng from the blacksmith shop came over carrying a basket on his back. He was about forty years old and wearing a brown coat.
"Shopkeeper Wei is busy."
Old Cheng walked over to Wei Jinyun, put the basket aside, and lifted the corner of the cloth, revealing two small iron pots. The pots were not big, but they had seven small pits, and the whole pot looked like a blooming crabapple flower.
Wei Jinyun was sitting at the door processing shepherd's purse. The green shepherd's purse was piled in a bamboo basket. She was using scissors to cut off the excess roots and then put them into water to rinse.
She looked up and smiled, "Old Cheng is here."
"You order some weird pots from me every day."
Old Cheng pointed at the two iron pots and said with a smile, "Last time you asked me to make one in the shape of a plum blossom, and now this one is in the shape of a crabapple. Are you going to make crabapple cakes?"
"Exactly."
Without stopping, Wei Jinyun put the selected shepherd's purse into the water and shook it. "I'm going to make some snacks to test first. If the customers like them, I'll continue to sell them. I'll have to trouble you to make a few more."
"Okay, okay."
Old Cheng smiled even more happily and agreed repeatedly, "Shopkeeper Wei has a lot of ideas. I'll go buy some milk bread for breakfast."
Old Cheng was the best blacksmith in the area, and Wei Jinyun had bought scrap iron from him to build the walls around her shop for security. Seeing how difficult it was for a young woman to run a business, Old Cheng was especially courteous, not charging her much money but giving her plenty of scrap iron. Over time, the two became close friends.
Wei Jinyun picked up the small Haitang pot beside him and weighed it. It felt heavy, and the matching iron plate was polished smooth and flat, feeling solid and comfortable in the hand.
She took the shepherd's purse back to the backyard, then turned around and brought two small clay stoves to the door of the shop. She quickly lit a fire, carefully washed one side and dried it, then placed a small pot of oil on the stove and started boiling.
"Shopkeeper Wei, are we going to release a new product?"
Chang Siyan came over at some point, put his arm on the door frame, and looked at Wei Jinyun who was cooking.
"yes."
Wei Jinyun smiled and nodded as he greased the oil, "Let's try the taste first. If it tastes good, we'll serve it. Xiao Chang's brain has to keep up."
"Oh, my dear Shopkeeper Wei."
Chang Siyan sighed exaggeratedly, slapped his forehead, and said angrily, "Your new product speed is too fast. Xiao Chang's brain can hardly keep up with you. I haven't even figured out this joke yet, and new snacks are coming out again."
Chang Siyan has had a constant smile on his face recently. Although he loved to joke in the past, the light in his eyes seemed to be unable to be hidden today. Even the tone of his voice was a little lighter than usual, and his whole body exuded a spirit of energy.
Seeing her so cheerful, Wei Jinyun smiled and replied, "Looking at your spirits today, I'm afraid you can even come up with a few more jokes."
Chang Siyan raised his eyebrows and replied, "Of course not. The matter that has been bothering me for a few days has finally been resolved."
The incident she was talking about was the farce of her biological parents who had abandoned her and came to claim her as their daughter. This was also thanks to Lu Lan, who directly took her to the Inspection Office for questioning and then sent her to the government office for punishment.
The laws of the Song Dynasty were extremely strict regarding the abandonment of children. According to the rules, in cases like Chang Siyan, who was abandoned and then adopted by Old Chang, once the adoption relationship was established, her biological parents would no longer have the right to forcibly take her back. The government office would also register her household registration with Old Chang, and she would be treated no differently from her biological children.
As for her parents who abandoned her, they will be severely punished and may even end up in jail.
"Now that couple has been dealt with, no one will bother me anymore."
Chang Siyan said, taking a sip of the hot tea in his mouth, "I feel relieved now. From now on, I will just work hard under Shopkeeper Wei, telling jokes and selling snacks. Life will be wonderful!"
Wei Jinyun looked at Chang Siyan's excited expression, nodded with a smile, and started to mix the batter with his hands.
She remembered that years ago, when the little animal cloaks made by her grandmother were selling well, Chang Siyan specially picked out a little rabbit pattern, and later ran to buy a lamb cloak of the largest size.
During the winter snowy days, Chang Siyan always wore that bunny cloak. In fact, Wei Jinyun had specifically said that she could make her a large cloak that would fit her perfectly, but Chang Siyan refused and insisted on wearing the slightly smaller bunny cloak.
In the snow, she, wearing a bunny cloak, always followed closely behind Lao Chang, who was wearing a lamb cloak, and helped carry the heavy load of fried tofu back home.
Even when the wind was strong in February, she would come to work wrapped in the rabbit cloak, and Lao Chang would wear the lamb cloak to set up his stall. The two of them never felt uneasy because of other people's eyes and were very comfortable.
Chang Siyan leaned against the door frame, folded his arms, and watched, muttering, "Shopkeeper Wei, you have to make a few more. I'll let the guests taste them first, so I can think of some jokes."
"Don't eat it all secretly, I want to eat too!"
Gu Xiang's voice came from the lobby.
Wei Jinyun responded with a smile, his hands moving skillfully and neatly.
Begonia cake is one of her favorite snacks.
She placed the small crabapple pot on the clay stove and brushed a thin layer of oil on the inside of the pot with a small bamboo brush. When the oil started to smoke slightly, she scooped in the prepared batter and let the batter evenly spread over the wall of the pot, just enough to fill it with crabapple petals.
After a while, the batter at the bottom of the pan solidified into a golden crispy shell, while the inside was still soft and tender, just enough to hold the filling.
"Go, bring the red bean paste from the backyard."
Wei Jinyun gave the order without even raising his head.
"Okay!"
Chang Siyan immediately perked up, turned around and ran quickly to the backyard, and soon returned with a large porcelain bowl. The red bean paste in the bowl was freshly cooked, delicate and glossy, with a sweet aroma that filled his nose.
Wei Jinyun took the bowl, scooped up the red bean paste with a small spoon, spread it all over the center of the soft and tender cake, added some lard, and covered it with batter to seal it.
She sprinkles some sugar on the iron plate and roasts it over charcoal for a while. When the sugar caramelizes, she covers the iron plate. If it's not bright enough, she can add another layer of caramel.
After baking for a while, they opened the iron plate and found that each piece inside was a small round cake, but the whole thing looked like a blooming crabapple flower, with a burnt brown sheen on the surface. Wei Jinyun sprinkled a layer of sesame seeds on it before taking it out of the pan.
Chang Siyan came forward and stared at the freshly baked crabapple cake. He couldn't help but exclaim, "What a big crabapple flower, so beautiful."
Wei Jinyun picked up a pair of clean scissors and gently cut off a complete petal of the "Begonia". He placed it on a plate and handed it to her, "It looks good and tastes good. Want to try it?"
"Of course. I'm never polite."
Chang Siyan took it immediately and couldn't wait to take a bite.
The outside of the crabapple cake has a rich caramel aroma, while the delicate red bean paste filling inside is sweet and mixed with a subtle lard aroma.
The soft, sweet inside and the crispy outside are intertwined, making it rich but not greasy.
She chewed quickly and gave Wei Jinyun a thumbs-up in a vague voice, "My shopkeeper Wei is really a master of handwriting. I have to make up a story for you about a fairy descending to earth."
Wei Jinyun laughed when he heard this, "You're the only one who talks nonsense."
She cut off the remaining crabapple cakes and said, "This pot has exactly seven pieces. Take it to the lobby and divide it among Gu Xiang and the other guys. For those who didn't get any, tell them to wait and wait for me to bake the next pot."
Chang Siyan begged for mercy in a low voice, "I want to eat another one."
"No, I'll save the next pot for you. This pot is for them first."
Wei Jinyun moved the small pot to the side, picked up the batter and prepared to refill the pot.
"That's not fair, Xiao Chang, don't eat too much!"
A group of people were also shouting in the lobby.
"I'm speaking so softly, can you still hear me?"
“We understand you!”
Chang Siyan had no choice but to carry the freshly baked crabapple cakes and distribute them one by one.
Wei Jinyun skillfully baked several pots of crabapple cakes. The brown crabapple cakes took shape in the iron pot one after another, and the sweet fragrance filled the front and back of the shop.
She habitually picked up the clean porcelain plate, selected a few of the best-looking ones and put them on the plate. Just as she was about to turn around and put them aside, she stopped.
In the past, every time she made a new snack, she would always save a few for Lu Lan. Although he looked cold, he preferred sweet and sticky food and never gained weight.
These days she was used to his occasional clinging to her, either coming to the shop after finishing his official business, or buying him a bunch of snacks from the Changmen Wharf, or diligently helping her move things and do the accounting.
Now that he is not around, I feel a little uncomfortable.
I wonder how the Yangtze River is doing in spring, I hope it is safe.
In the lobby, the waiters were sharing the crabapple cakes, all of them smiling happily as they ate. They took a few pieces of wine to the grandmother's children's clothing store next door.
Wei Jinyun gave a few pieces of the remaining crabapple cake to Chuntao and Xiaoman from Zhaoji Delicatessen, and gave two pieces to Mengge'er to eat.
She cut it into small pieces with a knife and placed them in front of the counters of Meow Meow Bakery and Yun Lai Xiang, with small bamboo sticks next to them for customers to try.
Meng Ge'er also came in with a plate, replacing Wei Fuling's position, helping her to sell in the small house, and keeping a close eye on the evil man.
It is true that a bad guy had come here. He was not from Pingjiang Prefecture. He heard that Yunlaixiang dim sum was famous, so he came to try it.
Yunlaixiang only had female waiters, and the evil man was jealous. After taking a few bites of snacks, he started to talk nonsense to Yuqing, saying things like "She is more fragrant than snacks, and her body is more beautiful than peach blossoms". When he got excited, he even pulled her wrist.
Gu Xiang beat him up on the spot, and he flew two meters away.
He was a tough guy. After getting up, he wanted to say some nonsense to Wei Jinyun, but Lu Lan, who came to get some snacks, kicked him two meters away with a dark face.
After walking down four meters, people no longer knew what heaven and earth were.
Only passersby advised, "Run quickly, or Lord Lu will draw his sword."
The wicked man was looking for a tooth that had been knocked out, and he covered his mouth and said, "I'm a good citizen!"
The onlookers replied, "No, you can be a pirate."
"You, you guys!"
The onlookers replied, "We didn't see anything. We just passed by and saw Lord Lu chop down a fleeing pirate."
"You are an evil force. I'm going to report you to the police... I'm going to, poof—"
He flew a total of six feet.
After the villain struggled to get up, he crawled to the Changmen Wharf all night with a miserable heart. Is this the soft-spoken person from Wu?
Never again!
After Wei Jinyun returned to the counter, he picked up the account book and abacus, lightly moved the beads with his fingertips, and began to calculate the profits for the year.
The two shops made over twenty guan (approximately 100 guan) in profit every day, and from the New Year sales, they saved a full six hundred guan. After the New Year, after deducting costs, cattle expenses, and the waiters' wages from the sailors' snacks and other snack orders, they still had about twelve hundred guan (approximately 100 guan) left.
Her business is still booming...her life is so promising.
Wei Jinyun should tell Wang Yaren about the small house near the government school, a small house where their family of four can live, raise chickens and grow vegetables.
In the blink of an eye, it was noon. The sunlight in front of Tianqing Temple became warmer and the fragrance of the crabapple flowers became stronger.
The wind chimes swayed gently, Wei Jinyun looked up and saw Sun and Lu's father walking towards him together.
Sun's jet-black hair was neatly tied up in a bun, with a jade hairpin inserted in it, and she was still gentle. Next to her, Father Lu had a handsome face, calm and elegant, and his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Lu Lan's, but with a little more gentleness.
"Jinyun."
Sun took her hand and smiled warmly, "Let's go to your grandmother's house together. I got some fine embroidery thread a few days ago and wanted to give it to her. We can also talk about your engagement with Chang Ce, okay?"
Wei Jinyun nodded, "Okay, Madam Sun, please wait for me for a moment. I'll tell the guys and then I'll be right back."
Wang Qiulan's children's clothing store is located within the Miaomiao Bakery. It's small but elegantly decorated, with rows of brightly colored spring clothes hanging on the walls.
There were light green blouses embroidered with tender willows, pink skirts embellished with peach blossoms, and several of these were worn on wooden mannequins specially designed by Wei Jinyun. If anyone liked any of them, they could place an order at Chen Ji Cloth Shop and pick them up within five days.
Wang Qiulan sat at her embroidery frame by the window. Under her deft hands, a vibrant red peony gradually took shape on the silk. Gold thread outlined the edges, pink lines filled the colors, and the petals, layered and vibrant, were adorned with life.
She heard the noise and looked up to see that it was Madam Sun and Father Lu. She immediately put down her needlework and stood up, "Oh, it's Madam Sun, Lord Lu is here, come and sit down."
As he spoke, he led the two of them to a table by the window.
Wei Jinyun followed closely behind, carrying in a plate of snacks, which contained crabapple cakes, milk bread, and a few delicate pastries.
Wang Qiulan smiled and poured tea for the two of them. "Try Jinyun's craftsmanship. This is called Begonia Cake. This girl is smart and makes cakes that are both beautiful and delicious."
Sun took a bite of the crabapple cake, and the sweet fragrance spread in her mouth. She couldn't help but nod and praise it repeatedly, "This crabapple cake is really well made, fragrant and sticky. Jinyun's craftsmanship is really amazing."
She took Wei Jinyun's hand, her eyes full of love, "I have known for a long time that this child is good, with a good appearance, capable personality, and so considerate. I like Jinyun very much."
Sun turned to look at Wang Qiulan again, "Sister, let's discuss a date for the children's engagement. I think after Qingming Festival would be a good date. I asked someone to calculate the eighth day, and it's a good day for marriage and engagement. What do you think?"
"I'll listen to Jinyun."
Wang Qiulan looked at Wei Jinyun with gentle eyes.
Wei Jinyun poured them more hot tea and said, "Lu Lan and I will follow the arrangements of our elders and have no objections."
Father Lu, who was standing by, took a sip of tea and said sincerely, "Chang Ce is a cold-tempered child. Sometimes he's not thorough enough, and inevitably he's a bit naive. If he bullies you in the slightest, don't keep it to yourself. Tell us and we'll take care of it for you."
Wei Jinyun nodded seriously, "Thank you for your concern, Lord Lu. I will. Lu Lan is very good to me. He is a very good person."
"Oh, dear sister, you really have a wonderful granddaughter."
Sun held Wei Jinyun's hand and kept praising her.
Wang Qiulan's eyes reddened slightly when she heard this. She looked at Wei Jinyun and choked up, "Yes, my dear granddaughter."
Father Lu held up the tea bowl and said gently, "As for your proposal to Chang Ce, Yu Niang and I have no objection. We live close to each other anyway, so we see each other every day. There's no need to be bound by those complicated old rituals. Just do what you feel comfortable with."
He thought for a moment, then added with a smile, "Besides, Chang Ce is so busy that I rarely see him on weekdays. But I often hear people say that he comes to your shop whenever he has free time. It shows that he really likes you."
Only when he was with the person he loved did he resemble his former youthful self. Otherwise, based on his cold appearance, Lu Ji really felt that...Yu Niang had given him a father!
"That's right."
Sun immediately took over the conversation and said sincerely, "Jinyun, you are a capable girl. You have managed your business so well that we admire you from the bottom of our hearts. Don't worry, our Lu family is definitely not the kind of family that would restrict their daughter-in-law. We will definitely not let you stop the business just because you are engaged. Not to mention our support for you, Changce holds you in his heart and he is eager for your business to flourish."
Wei Jinyun hesitated for a moment, then softly said, "Madam Sun, Lord Lu, there's one more thing I want to ask you. After we get engaged, where will we live? Actually, I really want to live with my grandmother..."
Before she finished speaking, Madam Sun couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Well, it's easy to decide where to live. No matter where Lu Changce lives, whether he wants to live with you or go back to the Lu Mansion, just live in your own home with peace of mind! I know you can't let go of your grandmother and sister, nor can you give up these two shops. Besides, the Lu Mansion is not big, it's not as comfortable as you here."
The more Wei Jinyun listened, the more she felt something was wrong, and she quickly explained, "Don't worry, Madam Sun, that's not what I meant. I also don't mean to let Lu Lan marry into my family."
Father Lu, who was standing by, couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard this, teasing his son. "He'd be more than happy to have you marry into his family. This kid's heart and eyes are all about you now. Let alone marrying into your family, he'd be happy even if he had to stand guard at the door of your shop every day as a door god."
Sun also laughed, took Wei Jinyun's hand and said softly, "Jinyun, don't think too much. When you get married in the future, we, the Lu family, will go through all the necessary formalities and marry you off with great fanfare, but you will live your own lives. Whether it's the Lu family or your place, you can live wherever you like and do whatever makes you feel comfortable. We don't ask for those empty formalities, we just want you two to be well."
After hearing the sensible words from the two elders of the Lu family, Wei Jinyun felt that the stone that had been hanging in his heart had finally fallen to the ground.
Then she is very free, she has a shop, money, and a handsome man who doesn't care about her.
She couldn't help but curl her lips. "Madam Sun, Lord Lu, I'm so relieved that you're so open-minded... Then let's get engaged, on the eighth day of the first lunar month."
"good!"
Wang Qiulan was chatting animatedly with Sun and Lu's father about the engagement etiquette. She didn't quite understand the complicated details and didn't want to disturb her elders, so she quietly withdrew and turned back to Yunlaixiang.
As soon as I stepped into the shop, I smelled the tempting aroma of oil. Wan Wu was coming out of the kitchen carrying a plate.
Seeing this, she smiled and said, "Shopkeeper Wei, please try these freshly fried shepherd's purse and pork spring rolls. They are most delicious when they are hot."
She passed the plate forward. The sizzling spring rolls were still steaming, having been fried until golden and crispy.
Wei Jinyun took one and took a bite. The skin crackled, and the shepherd's purse inside mixed with the juice of fresh meat was indeed a delicious spring delicacy.
As she chewed, she asked, "I brought back two sacks of shepherd's purse from the outskirts of town a few days ago. Didn't I tell you to each take some home? How much is left?"
"I asked everyone to take it with me a long time ago."
Wan Wu bit into a spring roll herself and exhaled, "Everyone got a good share, and there's still half a sack left. I saw you washing some shepherd's purse at the door this morning, and I thought it shouldn't be wasted, so I made some spring rolls with some fresh meat. It's perfect as a lunchtime snack."
Ever since it was brought back from the outskirts of town, shepherd's purse has been appearing in countless ways in the shop's menus. Stir-fried pork with shepherd's purse, shepherd's purse wontons, shepherd's purse dumplings, even hot pot dishes are a staple. Even with this rotation, there's still half a sack left over. It's become a regular dish in the shop these days.
She picked up another spring roll and said, "Okay, eat the rest slowly. I'll fry some more for Sister Qi and Sister Ling when they get home from school."
Mr. Lu and Mrs. Sun chatted with Wang Qiulan for a while, then stood up to say goodbye, saying with a smile that the engagement gifts had to be prepared early, otherwise it would be too late to delay.
After seeing them off, Wei Jinyun wandered around the two shops, telling the shop assistants to take good care of the crabapple cakes they were trying, and then was called back from the children's clothing shop by Wang Qiulan.
As soon as she entered the room, she saw Wang Qiulan sitting at the table with red eyes.
"Jinyun."
She pointed to the things piled under the table and said hoarsely, "Since the Cold Food Festival is approaching, I folded some extra gold ingots and prepared some other items. I'll go and offer sacrifices to your grandfather and...your parents."
Wei Jinyun followed her gaze and saw that there were indeed a number of yellow paper ingots under the table, as well as several stacks of cut-out paper objects, including exquisite paper houses and neatly folded paper clothes.
Her eyes suddenly froze. The paper clothes pressed against her were clearly those of young women. Although made of paper, they were cut to imitate the popular ruqun.
Wei Jinyun's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Wang Qiulan spoke again, her voice soft, "Jinyun, come here."
Wei Jinyun walked over fearfully, and just as he stood by the table, Wang Qiulan grabbed his hand.
My grandmother's palms are warm but not rough at all. After six months of careful care, they have become moist and soft.
Wei Jinyun raised his eyes and saw tears rolling down Wang Qiulan's cheeks.
"Good boy."
Wang Qiulan choked with sobs, gently stroking the back of her hand with her fingers, her eyes full of pity and understanding.
"Your name... is also Jinyun?"
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Author's words: Jinyun: Why did I think of him again [rolling eyes]
Mr. Lu: A-choo, A-choo... [pitiful] When can I get married?
The crabapple cake is super super delicious. It looks like a big flower and then it is separated.
(My wives haven’t been talking much lately, only the ones I’m most familiar with are here. [Breaking down crying]
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