Mu Ruanruan bought the live fish in the space, paid for it and processed it before taking it out.
After taking some rice from his rice jar, Mu Ruanruan quietly gave him some more, a little more than before, but not very obvious.
Jiang Lan didn't have any other seasonings at home, so she found some onions, ginger, and garlic. She also bought some of her favorite recipes and just stir-fried them according to the recipe, and the food was very fragrant.
Jiang Xiaotao is very sensible and independent. He started learning to cook at a very young age.
While Mu Ruanruan was washing the seasonings, he had already simmered the rice. However, he looked hesitant as he said, "Teacher Mu, are we really not going to add some sweet potatoes?"
"So do you want to join?"
Jiang Xiaotao shook his head.
"If you don't want to add it, then we won't add it."
Although Jiang Xiaotao was still very hesitant, the big smile on his face revealed his inner thoughts. After all, he was just a child. Who would want to eat sweet potatoes when he had rice to eat?
Sweet potatoes are a coarse grain that city people eat from time to time. Mu Ruanruan also eats them, but after what she experienced in her previous life, she no longer wants to eat them.
The rice was almost cooked when Mu Ruanruan started to cook.
When she took the oil bottle, she suddenly remembered that she had used up all the oil from Jiang He's family last time. This time, she secretly added more oil before taking it out to pour it out.
"Didn't the oil run out? How come there's more?" Jiang Xiaotao said as Mu Ruanruan poured the oil.
"Maybe your uncle bought it for you."
"Well, maybe. I feel like my uncle seems to have changed recently."
"What's changed?" Mu Ruanruan was very curious.
"I can't tell you the details, but there's something I'm going to tell Teacher Mu quietly. You can't tell anyone else."
Mu Ruanruan looked at Jiang Xiaotao. He was so young, but he still had secrets.
"Uncle is getting married." Jiang Xiaotao said in a low voice, with excitement in his voice.
"Does your uncle have a sweetheart?"
How could such a cold person like him actually have someone he likes?
She thought he was pure-hearted and ready to become a monk.
But Jiang He was getting married, so how come she hadn't heard anything? She hadn't seen any other women approach him. Could it have been confirmed quietly?
"Teacher Mu, don't tell anyone else. It was Aunt Niu Ying." Jiang Xiaotao said.
Jiang Xiaotao is only eight years old and cannot understand the complicated emotions of adults, but he can still understand simple things.
"Your uncle said that?"
Jiang Xiaotao shook his head and said, "Although my uncle didn't say it, I just know it. They used to be classmates. If my father hadn't been injured in the leg, they might have been married a long time ago."
Jiang Xiaotao talked about things that happened in the past.
Niu Ying is the woman who delivered the bundle to Jiang Lan early in the morning. She looks about the same age as Jiang He. She is quiet and gentle, with two big braids, which is in line with the aesthetic taste of most people of that era.
In this day and age, most people want to marry a hardworking and capable person and work together to improve their lives.
So, does Jiang He think so too?
Jiang Xiaotao ate the white rice and fragrant dried fish with gusto. Mu Ruanruan also ate with relish. She felt that her cooking skills were improving.
Jiang Xiaotao ate two large bowls and asked after he finished, "Teacher Mu, I wish you could cook for me from now on."
Not only did she cook delicious egg noodles for him, but she also gave him fragrant dried fish. Jiang Xiaotao was so happy that he almost forgot about his father's illness.
"Then I'll come over more often and cook for you."
Mu Ruan Ruan promised.
"Really? Then Teacher Mu, can you be my mother? I want a mother too."
Jiang Xiaotao stared at Mu Ruanruan with his eyes.
Mu Ruanruan was completely stunned, thinking she had misheard. What did Jiang Xiaotao say? He wanted her to be his mother? Did that mean marrying Jiang Lan?
"I'm afraid not."
Although she didn't want to see his disappointed look, Mu Ruanruan still had to refuse.
Jiang Xiaotao's eyes dimmed.
"Although I can't be your mother, I can cook for you from time to time, or you can come to my house to eat if you want."
Jiang Xiaotao's eyes lit up again.
After finishing the meal and cleaning up, it was already very late.
Mu Ruanruan took care of him until he washed and went to bed, and then closed the door and came out.
She was still holding the paint bucket in her hand. There was not much paint left in the bucket, and it was almost dry.
Mu Ruanruan held a flashlight in her right hand and a paint bucket in her left hand. The night wind was a bit cold, so she put on the hat of her clothes and hurried on her way with her neck hunched.
Everyone was asleep and the village was very quiet, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind to be heard.
Mu Ruanruan quickened her pace. From the moment she stepped onto the path halfway, she began to see someone following her. The footsteps were very heavy, and it was a man.
She guessed that the person following behind was Li Dazhui. Since he failed to achieve his goal during the day, did he want to commit violence at night?
A woman was being followed in the middle of the night. She was only nervous and didn't think about the other person's feelings at all. She only thought about how to deal with this dilemma.
Mu Ruanruan also switched the flashlight to her left hand.
He reached into the space with his right hand and picked up the electric baton, placing it in front of his chest, concentrating on the movements behind him.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Mu Ruanruan put the paint bucket on the side of the road, walked forward a few steps, and suddenly turned around.
The flashlight shone on the man's face, and it was indeed Li Dazhu.
In the dark night, his face was ferocious. Under the strong light of the flashlight, he squinted his eyes and stretched out his hand to block the light.
Mu Ruanruan just stared at him, with her right hand behind her back and the electric baton turned on.
Before Li Dazhu could react, Mu Ruanruan had already pointed the electric baton at him.
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