He Chaoyang and Chen Jiandang really listened to the rules this time and didn't go hunting, because they didn't have any meat at home. Instead, they each brought back a basket of persimmons.
According to Chen Jiandang, this persimmon tree was located in a particularly secluded and extremely difficult-to-access ravine, and even with He Chaoyang's skills, it was not easy for him to get down there.
There were two near misses along the way, which shows that there's a reason why the persimmons on this tree have survived to this day.
He Chaoyang had chatted with Chen Jiandang a few days ago when he went up the mountain and heard that Chen Shuning liked to eat this kind of persimmon. So he paid more attention to it when he went up the mountain later. Otherwise, given the location of the tree, it would probably never have been discovered.
Because of its location, the persimmons on that tree were never picked. Even though most of them had fallen to the ground because they were ripe, there were still quite a few left on the tree.
The persimmons in the basket looked like little red lanterns, which was quite cute.
Chen Shuning couldn't resist reaching out and grabbing one, scooping some water to wash it, and then eating it.
The palm-sized persimmons are sweet and fragrant, probably because they are ripe and have been touched by frost. They are exceptionally sweet, and because they are frozen, they have a sandy texture inside, giving them an ice cream-like feel.
Chen Shuning ate like a little mouse clutching cheese, her beautiful eyes crinkling with laughter. With her fair and clean face and rosy lips, He Chaoyang liked her more and more, feeling that even the most difficult mountain valley was worth it.
Seeing that Chen Shuning enjoyed the food, He Chaoyang was also pleased and asked with doting eyes, "Is it really that delicious?"
Before Chen Shuning could even speak, Chen Jiandang chimed in, "My sister has always loved persimmons, especially frozen ones. Back when we were at home, she could eat three or four in one sitting."
Chen Shuning, annoyed that his younger brother had exposed his secret, roared, "You're everywhere! Wash your hands now. There's some dried meat and jerky in the cupboard. Take them out and have Brother He taste them. Give us your feedback."
Upon hearing that there was something delicious to eat, Chen Jiandang acted with incredible speed, hastily washing his hands a couple of times before grabbing a towel.
But to his surprise, when he looked up, he saw his sister's murderous gaze, which made him shrink back in fright. He quickly picked up the soap next to him and washed his hands carefully.
After washing his hands, Chen Jiandang couldn't wait to go to the cupboard to find some dried meat, muttering under his breath, "Sister, you can't do this. A woman should be gentle, not glare at people all the time. What if you scare Brother He away if you keep doing this? Who will you cry to then?"
Besides, your eyes, no matter how big you stare, are only so big. They have no intimidating power whatsoever, and you just end up tiring yourself out. Why bother?
It has to be said that Chen Jiandang is someone who knows how to hit the nail on the head; he really knows where Nazha hurts, hitting the nail on the head every time.
Of the siblings, only Chen Shuning inherited Qin Yalan's eyes; although they were beautiful phoenix eyes, they weren't actually very big.
The eyes of his other siblings all resembled Chen Tiejun's; they were large, almond-shaped eyes, considered the most beautiful eye shape in the aesthetics of that era.
So whether it's the original owner or the current Chen Shuning, mentioning the size of his eyes in front of him is tantamount to saying something short in front of a cripple, which will naturally make him furious.
Enraged, Chen Shuning stopped eating his persimmons and went straight to chop firewood by the stove to hit someone.
He angrily said, "Chen Jiandang, you little brat, are you getting too cocky? I think you'll start climbing on the roof if you don't discipline me for three days."
Come here, tell me, whose eyes are smaller.
As he spoke, Chen Shuning swung the firewood and lunged at Chen Jiandang.
He Chaoyang was quick to grab her and pulled her back, smiling as he reassured her, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. I like small eyes, they're so bright. I like your temper too. Don't worry, I'm brave, I promise you won't run away."
Actually, Chen Shuning's eyes aren't that small; it just depends on who you compare them to.
Her almond-shaped eyes are of a suitable size, with slightly upturned corners. Even without makeup, they look like they have natural eyeliner. Even when she's angry, she looks like she's smiling. She's truly beautiful.
Therefore, He Chaoyang's words came from the bottom of his heart, and they were particularly pleasing to Chen Shuning's ears, instantly extinguishing most of his anger.
He glared at Chen Jiandang and said angrily, "Hmph, I won't bother with you since you're about to leave."
Chen Jiandang only dared to provoke trouble so recklessly because He Chaoyang was there to put out the fire; otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to challenge his sister's authority.
Seeing that his sister's anger was indeed extinguished by He Chaoyang's few words, he secretly smiled to himself, and the smile unconsciously showed on his face.
He said with a smile, "That's right, that's right, my sister is the prettiest."
At this moment, Chen Jiandang took out a bamboo basket containing dried meat from the cabinet, and the first thing that caught the eye was the bright color of the pork jerky.
The food looked so appetizing that Chen Jiandang forgot his fear of his sister and went to He Chaoyang's side with the bamboo basket.
He happily held up the bamboo basket and said, "Brother He, you should try this. Putting aside the taste, this jerky looks delicious."
Seeing his brother-in-law laughing so carefree, He Chaoyang still gave him face and reached out to take a piece.
He was then drawn to the crispy outside and soft inside, salty and sweet flavor. Even though he doesn't usually crave good food, he couldn't resist taking another piece and exclaimed, "Delicious! Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, salty and savory. This flavor is comparable to Rongbaozhai's pork jerky."
Chen Shuning was pleased to receive recognition for his food, but he still humbly said, "It's not as exaggerated as you say. I know my own skill level. How could I dare to compare with a century-old restaurant? You're just saying nice things to flatter me!"
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