"Dad, I think we should pack up early too." Anping wanted to persuade his father that there was no need to hold a grudge against Yuan Doudou over this matter.
Dou Dou sometimes says hurtful things, but she never has bad intentions. In times of difficulty, she is the only one who lends a helping hand. They are truly a family.
An Bihuai glared fiercely at Anping. His eldest son was good in every way, except that he was too simple-minded.
"What do you know? We are not allowed to move unless the village head gives the order," An Bihuai retorted angrily.
Anping asked helplessly, "Father, if our family's food supplies are affected, will the village head help us?"
Anbi Huai's heart skipped a beat. The village head was always selfish and greedy, and there was no way he would use his grain to help himself.
Anping's words made sense, especially since several households in the village had already taken the harvest and the village head hadn't gotten angry, indicating that taking the harvest early wasn't a big problem.
But then he remembered what the village head had just said, and he figured these families wouldn't have a good future. No, he couldn't take that risk.
"Alright, let's go home. Stop overthinking," An Bihuai said in a deep voice, and, imitating the village head, hunched over as he walked back.
Yuan Doudou helped push the cart toward the Wang family's house. All of their grain had been packed up and neatly stacked in the warehouse.
"I can finally rest easy. This time, I owe it all to Dou Dou." Zhang Aiju looked at the room full of food and felt extremely gratified.
"Mom, this year's harvest is bountiful, we'll have white steamed buns to eat all year round." Wang Qiqiang grinned, finally relieved that he wouldn't have to eat black steamed buns all the time.
Wang Ningjing was even happier. She felt like she was getting darker from eating black steamed buns all the time. She missed the taste of white steamed buns. Last time, her mother finally managed to steam a few white steamed buns, but gave them all to Yuan Doudou. She felt sad just thinking about her. Her own daughter was treated worse than an outsider.
"Sister Dou Dou, we're all done here, you can go back now." Wang Ningjing pouted, giving him the hint to leave.
Zhang Aiju glared at her daughter, "What are you saying? That's rude! Apologize to your sister DouDou!"
"No, I'm telling the truth. She's been at my house all day, and she's still not done," Wang Ningjing said indignantly.
Wang Qiqiang couldn't sit still any longer. He pointed at Wang Ningjing and said, "If you want to leave, then leave. Look how spoiled you are."
The two older brothers always granted their younger sister's every wish since she was little, and always made sure she ate the best food and drinks.
"Big brother, you've changed." After saying that, Wang Ningjing covered her face and ran out.
"Second brother, you go with them." Zhang Aiju was still worried.
Yuan Doudou was at a loss for what to do. She didn't necessarily have to stay for dinner, so why did Wang Ningjing suddenly have such a big problem with her?
"Dou Dou, my daughter has been spoiled since she was little, don't take it to heart. Come on, sit down, you've had a long day." Zhang Aiju's tone was helpless.
She couldn't tell Yuan Doudou the truth of the matter directly.
"Auntie, I won't sit down. Anji is still at home. I'll go back first." She had left Anji at home for a nap that afternoon and hadn't brought him out.
Zhang Aiju knew she was doing this on purpose, so she couldn't insist she stay any longer. "Alright, I'll invite you to my house for dinner another day."
"No need to be so polite, Auntie." She was doing her best to help as a way of repaying the Wang family for their previous kindness. Her mother-in-law's funeral couldn't have been handled by her alone without their help.
Back home, Yuan Doudou collapsed onto the bed, feeling utterly exhausted.
"Mother, are you tired?" This was the first time Anji had ever seen his mother so exhausted.
Yuan Doudou nodded, and still forced herself to sit up: "Anji must be hungry, Mommy will go cook."
She intended to just collapse and sleep, but seeing the child rekindled her energy.
A mother's strength doesn't necessarily come from facing danger; it can also mean being able to cook for her child even when she's exhausted.
Anji shook his head: "Mommy, I'm not hungry, you should rest."
Yuan Doudou smiled. With such a sensible child, she was content for the rest of her life.
She suddenly thought of the original owner of this body; if she were still alive, she would be very happy in the future.
What a pity.
Thinking of this, Yuan Doudou felt much stronger and immediately got up. "Mother isn't tired. You can only rest well if you're full. It's even more uncomfortable to wake up hungry in the middle of the night."
Anji asked with a grin, "Does Mommy wake up hungry too?"
In the past, my mother would only eat a small bite each time she ate, and she would not eat steamed buns, only drink porridge. She always said that she was not hungry, but I could clearly hear gurgling sounds in the middle of the night.
“Of course, there are also cravings in Mother’s belly,” Yuan Doudou joked.
In the past, no matter how much she ate at night, she would always get up in the middle of the night to have a late-night snack.
"Alright, what do you want to eat? Mother will make it." She took Angie's hand and walked towards the door.
"Hmm, let's eat some small fish." Mother's small fish is the best.
Yuan Doudou asked in confusion, "Little fish? You mean dough balls?"
"They look like little fish to me, swimming in the water." Angie made a swimming motion.
Yuan Doudou smiled and said, "Yes, there is a snack called 'baby fish,' but it's made with flour, so the texture is different from regular noodles."
“Okay, then let’s eat the small fish,” Yuan Doudou said with a smile.
She used a colander at home, took a basin, put in half a bowl of flour, added a small amount of water, stirred with chopsticks until it was even, then added more water and stirred it into a runny batter that was easy to pass through the colander.
Heat oil in a wok, add scallion segments and fry until fragrant, then add an appropriate amount of water. Once the pot boils, you can add the fish.
You need to control the pressure carefully to make the batter form small fish shapes; otherwise, it will likely form long fish shapes.
"Wow, the little fish are really swimming in the water!" Angie stood on the stool, where he could see the situation in the pot.
Seeing Anji's excited expression, Yuan Doudou was also happy.
After the noodles are cooked and brought to a boil, add the prepared chopped greens, sprinkle the beaten egg along the edge of the pot, and add a little salt. The noodles are now ready.
"It smells so good!" Mom is amazing.
She always managed to cook delicious food; such a mother was hard to find in the world. He felt incredibly fortunate and resolved to study hard in the future to repay his mother.
The fish noodles were so delicious that Anji ate two bowls and still wasn't satisfied.
"Anji, if you eat too much at night, your stomach will feel bloated and uncomfortable." This isn't leavened dough; it's unleavened dough that's hard to digest, and children should eat less of it anyway.
Angie immediately stopped when he heard that it would upset him.
He felt unwell once when he ate too much fried rice with eggs. His stomach felt like it was filled with stones, making him extremely uncomfortable. He paced around the yard in a panic, and in the end, his grandmother massaged his fingers to make him feel a little better.
"Anji is so good, Mommy gives you a thumbs up." Yuan Doudou gave Anji a thumbs up.
After dinner, Yuan Doudou looked at the sky. There wasn't a single star; the sky was covered with dark clouds. Clearly, the weather had changed.
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