Lu Zhili felt like crying.
I watched everyone else eating durian, but I didn't get any.
That's so tragic.
Let's give a round of applause to An Wan.
He Sichen, sitting to the side, pouted. Every time there was something small, they would compete to praise her.
"Grandpa, you eat first, you're the elder." An Wan picked up a piece and gave it to Grandpa He.
"Delicious... Wanwan is so good to Grandpa." He took a bite and smiled.
An Wan originally didn't want to give durian to He Sichen because he didn't like it.
But she decided to play a trick on him.
She picked up a huge piece of durian and stuffed it into He Sichen's mouth as quickly as possible.
"Mmm..." he made a pitiful sound, trying to spit out the durian, but her hand was still near his mouth.
He wanted to push her away, but he was being watched by Grandpa He, as well as by Lu Jingxing and a few others.
The fierce look in his eyes seemed to say, "If you dare to spit it out, we won't be polite to you."
He Sichen shrank back, feeling timid at that moment.
Because they're willing to do anything for Anwan.
He was terrified.
Over the past six months, I've been scolded and even beaten by them several times.
Especially in the last few months, whenever she was unhappy, she would stuff all sorts of strange foods into his mouth, especially those he particularly hated.
He was tormented by her every time, but did he say anything?
(Author's note: Hmph~ You're only being obedient because you want to learn cultivation from her, otherwise why would you be so compliant?)
An Wan smiled smugly as she watched He Sichen's puffed-out cheeks and wide eyes as he reluctantly ate a large piece of durian that made him want to cry.
After finally swallowing it, he ran into the kitchen, drank a large glass of warm water, and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth.
He ate a few more pieces of chewing gum to cover up the nauseating taste.
Inducing vomiting is impossible; I tried it once a few months ago and it almost killed him.
An Wan picked up the third piece of durian and started eating, while Lu Chunhe and Lu Jiayan also started eating.
He Yurou had already finished eating one piece.
Only Lu Zhili stood to the side watching everyone eat.
Of course, Lu Jingxing, Lu Jingming, and Lu Yanshu also didn't eat durian.
They don't like to eat it and will never touch it in their entire lives.
Seeing how much pain He Sichen was in while eating durian, how could they dare to try a bite?
Don't lose your life.
Lu Jingxing and Lu Yanshu took a plate of durians and went outside to give them to Niu Ahong's family.
Thank you to them for helping me a lot during this time.
"Delicious, Sister Yurou, the durians you bought are very good, they smell very fragrant."
Anwan really liked this durian; it tasted great and was of even better quality.
The Musang King variety is several times tastier than other durian varieties, so it's only fair that it's several times more expensive.
"Of course, who am I? When have I ever made a mistake buying durian? What other fruits do you like to eat? I'll find them for you and cover your fruit expenses for this year."
He Yurou waved her hand and took over An Wan's fruit money for the past year.
"Haha! Thank you, Sister Yurou. I want to eat black-skinned watermelon, blueberries, wax apples, cream strawberries, rambutans, and sugar apples."
An Wan counted the names of several fruits on her fingers.
He Yurou pinched her nose with her clean left hand. "You're the best eater, always picking the most expensive things."
"Hehehe." She wouldn't let her stomach suffer, no matter what.
"Little sister, please let me have a bite!" Lu Zhili looked at An Wan pitifully; he couldn't resist any longer.
Durian smells so good.
Being able to look at it but not eat it is practically one of the ten most cruel tortures of the Qing Dynasty.
"Fifth Brother, you're so pitiful, eat up! Don't lose again next time."
An Wan smiled mischievously. Lu Zhili always had bad luck; whatever he picked was always a little worse than what others got.
"You're bullying me too. I don't want to lose either, but I always have bad luck." He felt so wronged.
"Little sister, why don't you give me a little bit of your good luck?"
"Huh? No way, you wish."
An Wan smiled mischievously and stuffed a piece of durian flesh that she had already taken a bite into Lu Zhili's mouth.
Good luck can't be given up.
If it were possible, then it would all be heresy.
Taking someone else's good fortune for yourself is going against the will of Heaven.
Even if you succeed, you will suffer a backlash.
Having tasted the deliciousness of durian, Lu Zhili shut his mouth, picked up a plate of durian, and ate it in big bites.
Anwan has a big appetite and ate three large pieces before stopping.
Lu Jiayan only ate one piece, and it was only after he stopped An Wan that she ate three pieces.
Otherwise, they could keep building them forever.
He Yurou also ate three large pieces in one go.
As a result, Grandpa He got so angry that he chased her for several blocks.
...
For the next two weeks, the group of them played together every day.
Every day is filled with joy.
That evening, An Wan took Lu Jingxing and his six brothers, along with He Sichen, to Shenxian Mountain to cultivate.
This matter was kept from He Yurou and Grandpa He.
An Wan didn't mean to hide it from them; it was just that the matter was too important to tell them both at once.
She was too busy to teach ten people at once.
With only five days left until the New Year, He Sichen finally took He Yurou home with Grandpa He.
Before leaving, she took a lot of local specialties from the Lu family, such as more than a dozen bottles of anti-aging cream and cosmetics, as well as fruit-flavored milk cubes and fruit-flavored candies made by An Wan.
Homemade beef jerky and pork jerky, along with nougat snowflake crisps and sorghum candy.
I also want strawberry-filled chocolates, because strawberries are in season right now and the prices are reasonable.
So Anwan made a lot of strawberry-flavored candies and cookies.
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