Huo Xiaolong and the others were like a walking encyclopedia of questions. Hu Si's daughter-in-law kept her eyes glued to them. Just now, she had seen the youngest little girl put her hand into the crab basin to tease him. Those big crabs could pinch a child's wrist off, let alone a finger.
"These crabs would be delicious if they were cooked in a typhoon shelter style." The little dumpling was practically drooling. Although you can eat seafood in the building, nothing compares to the freshness of the seaside.
"I feel the same way." Hou Xiangxiang was also a little tempted.
“Let’s make it a typhoon shelter!” Da Ni’er seconded.
Hu Si's wife, listening from the side, felt a little awkward. What was a typhoon shelter? She had never heard of it before. How was she supposed to make it for someone else? The host's child wanted to eat it. This was a mess.
"Then I'll go call Sister Erya!"
Huo Xiaolong ran inside and pulled Er Ya out, pointing at the big crab and saying he wanted to eat it in the Typhoon Shelter style.
The round-faced girl nodded and said to Hu Si's wife.
"Sis, do you have any steamed buns? I'll cook in a bit. Long'er's a bit picky about food because we've spoiled him, please don't mind!"
The woman hurriedly waved her hand and said...
"No problem, no problem at all. It's a good thing that the child can eat. I'll help you, little sister."
"become!"
Er Ya wanted steamed buns but needed breadcrumbs; they didn't have breadcrumbs yet, but breadcrumbs would do. Before cooking, the two women were tearing at each other in the kitchen, almost to the point of a fight.
"No way! I only asked you to cook when I came home because I really don't know how. How can you give me money to insult me?" Hu Si's wife said, stuffing the silver from Er Ya's hand into her bag as she spoke.
“I also come from a village. My family usually doesn’t use much oil when cooking. If we come here and just pour out all the oil from our oil cans, will that work?”
"You can't pay for it! It's not like we eat like this every day. We can afford to treat you to one meal. Listen to me!"
Huo Xiaolong and his girlfriends were watching with great interest outside, and the little dumpling teased her girlfriends, saying...
"Aunt Hu is quite strong, she can go toe-to-toe with Sister Er Ya."
"I think so too. They both tore the clothes like that and they're still not ruined. That's amazing." Hou Xiangxiang had already prepared her needle and thread, just waiting for the clothes to get damaged so she could run up and sew them up.
"Hmm!" Da Ni'er didn't know how to describe it, and she was a woman of few words to begin with.
When I was on the grasslands, my older brother and the others told me that women from the Central Plains are slender, gentle, and easy to manipulate. They said that once you make her your woman, she will follow you wholeheartedly.
When she arrived in Pingyang County, she found that it was not at all like what her older brother had said.
The women of Fengyue Tower are incredibly strong; even her mother, a small restaurant owner who usually smiles at everyone and whose hands are used to kneading dough, is fearless when she wields a sickle to chop people.
She felt that the grassland people had a misunderstanding about women from the Central Plains. Er Ya was one of the strongest girls in the brothel, but now she was evenly matched with a fisherwoman. If they were both taken to the battlefield, the grassland people would not be able to win even if they tried for eight lifetimes.
"Alright! That's settled! Here, take the money!"
It still needs the nourishment of the spiritual spring. Sister Er Ya is truly amazing. Huo Xiaolong nodded and pointed to several irregularly shaped pearls.
"Auntie, this pearl is so beautiful."
"You think it's nice? You guys can take it and play with it, it's a gift!"
Otherwise, it would be too awkward to just give them money; giving them something as a gift would be more appropriate.
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