Huo Dongfang brought back a wide variety of mooncakes, from all over the country, representing different regions and flavors.
The mooncake that Ye Fanxing gave to Lian Qiao happened to be the one made by Yin Zhongzheng and Elder Lian.
"Where are these mooncakes made?" Lian Qiao asked.
Ye Fanxing was also unsure, and she subconsciously looked at Huo Dongfang.
When Huo Dongfang and Ye Fanxing went to buy roast duck, the person tidying up the mooncakes and other items was Huo's mother.
"Teacher Lian, I don't know. If you want to know, I'll ask my mom tomorrow."
Lianqiao shook her head.
"No need."
Seeing that Lian Qiao was clearly interested in the mooncakes, but now she was acting this way, Ye Fanxing hurriedly asked, "Master, is there a problem with these mooncakes?"
“No, this mooncake is made with Chinese medicinal herbs.” Lian Qiao tasted it carefully for a while before saying, “It seems like I’ve eaten a mooncake with this kind of filling before.”
Ye Fanxing immediately perked up. If Lian Qiao said that, then it must be her past memories.
"Master, is it possible that you ate this before you lost your memory?"
"Possibly."
Forsythia did not deny the possibility.
That's why she asked where the mooncakes were made.
People in different regions have different tastes.
In regions like Guangdong and Guangxi, people tend to prefer lotus seed paste.
But in the Sichuan and Chongqing region, people might prefer five kinds of nuts.
Just like some people like sweet tofu pudding, some like savory tofu pudding, and some like spicy tofu pudding.
Regardless of where this mooncake was produced, Lianqiao's taste buds can clearly remember this flavor, which is her connection to the past.
"Then I'll ask the manufacturer of this mooncake."
"good."
August is the season for eating crabs.
Crabs are considered to have a cold nature.
Women should eat less.
But these crabs are not ordinary crabs; they come from Yangcheng Lake.
Ye Fanxing likes to eat crabs, but she doesn't like using the eight essential tools for eating crabs, so Huo Dongfang takes on the role of peeling the crabs.
While Ye Fanxing and Lian Qiao were talking, Huo Dongfang placed the crab meat in the dishes in front of Ye Fanxing and Lian Qiao, and paired it with the special ginger and vinegar for eating crab, which gave it a unique flavor.
In the stillness of the night, the only sounds are the croaking of frogs and the chirping of cicadas.
Around the incandescent light bulb under the eaves, countless tiny moths were fluttering and trying to extinguish themselves.
Under the bright moonlight, Ye Fanxing, Lian Qiao, and Huo Dongfang spent this rare Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night together.
When the three of them had drunk every last drop of the jar of osmanthus wine, they finally cleaned up the mess on the table and went back to their room to rest.
It was getting late, and Huo Dongfang had been drinking, so Lian Qiao asked him to stay.
Lian Qiao also considered that Ye Fanxing and Huo Dongfang were engaged but did not have a legally protected marriage certificate, so she let Ye Fanxing sleep with her and let Huo Dongfang sleep in Ye Fanxing's bedroom.
After taking a quick shower, Ye Fanxing changed into her pajamas, said goodnight to Huo Dongfang, and went to sleep next to Lian Qiao.
Ye Fanxing was slightly tipsy, but she wasn't drunk yet.
She moved closer to Lian Qiao, nestled beside her, and felt incredibly at ease smelling the faint herbal scent emanating from Lian Qiao.
"Master."
Ye Fanxing called out.
Lian Qiao asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's so good to have you."
Ye Fanxing held Lian Qiao's arm tightly; she liked Lian Qiao very much.
I also really enjoy being close to forsythia.
It seems that there is an inexplicable fate between the two.
"You!" Lian Qiao reached out and gently patted Ye Fanxing's shoulder. "You must be tired today. Go to bed early."
"good."
Ye Fanxing fell asleep shortly afterward.
Unlike Ye Fanxing, who was fast asleep, Lian Qiao was not sleepy at all. She stared at the mosquito net, her mind drifting back to the taste of the mooncake.
The company that can produce mooncakes with Chinese herbal medicine fillings is probably not a large mooncake manufacturer.
Regardless, she found a connection to the past through food.
Perhaps, she can use this connection to find her past.
Everyone has a past.
But she didn't.
Without a past, she is like a rootless duckweed.
She didn't know where she came from, nor where she was going.
She awoke here and has remained here ever since, waiting, searching, and hoping...
Meanwhile, Yin Zhongzheng also arrived in the port city.
The Mid-Autumn Festival atmosphere was even stronger in the port city. As he arrived in this unfamiliar city for the first time, seeing families reunited, he felt a sudden surge of longing in his heart.
Senior sister.
Where are you?
I'm looking for you.
During the war years, all of us senior brothers, senior sisters, junior brothers, and junior sisters were born.
After the war ended, we went our separate ways again.
When will we be able to reunite?
After arriving at his hotel, Yin Zhongzheng went to the pharmacy.
While he was in Shanghai, he unexpectedly discovered that someone had brought some medicine from Hong Kong, and the prescriptions for these medicines were known only to a few of them.
Regardless of which of them produced the prescription, it means that he will eventually be able to find his own lineage.
Yin Zhongzheng sat in the hotel, taking out one medicine bottle after another.
He unscrewed the plastic cap of the medicine bottle, poured out the pills, and gently smelled them in his palm.
Then he picked up another one and put it in his mouth.
Her eyes immediately turned red.
The taste is a familiar taste.
What's the recipe?
It seems to be a familiar recipe.
Yin Zhongzheng carefully examined the manufacturer of the medicine bottles and silently noted down their address.
For Yin Zhongzheng, this was an incredibly peaceful night.
Yin Zhongzheng slept very soundly.
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