Folk wisdom says that three won make a drama.
In Xu Musen's house, it was as if a drama troupe had been set up.
Moreover, there was a younger aunt always ready to stir up trouble, or even ready to throw herself into the fray.
But when An Nuannuan showed up, the atmosphere in the room temporarily beca harmonious.
As the als were served, the sharp tongues of Zhu Mingyue and Zhu Yulan were thoroughly stuffed by Xu Musen's impressive cooking skills.
Especially Zhu Yulan, Xu Musen had said he was good at cooking, but she hadn't expected it to be truly this delicious.
These days, Zhu Yulan was the most miserable among the missies, forced to eat only takeouts from the school cafeteria every day.
Although the takeouts were surprisingly not bad, they paled in comparison with Xu Musen's culinary artistry.
She had intended to be a bit reserved, but once she started eating, she didn't stop.
Her mouth was shiny with grease, and she could give An Nannan, the little foodie, a run for her money.
Even Yao Mingyue couldn't stop her chopsticks, though not just because she was gluttonous — it was more about competing with Zhu Yulan. How could she let her snatch away her husband's cooking?
Both won's eyes zeroed in on the last homade sausage that Xu Musen had made.
There was only one left.
Almost simultaneously, both pairs of chopsticks darted forward and t right above the sausage.
The two exchanged a silent look, each full of determination.
Yao Mingyue, "You think you deserve to eat my husband's big sausage?"
The chopsticks moved back and forth as if two female warriors were brandishing swords.
"Pop~"
The noise they made was a bit loud, and the sausage almost flew out of the plate. Just then, another pair of chopsticks reached over, a bit like the fisherman who benefits from a snipe and clam fighting, snatching away the last sausage.
An Nannan blinked her big eyes at the two, "Sisters, do you not like to eat sausage? You nearly dropped it on the floor."
Zhu Yulan and Yao Mingyue looked at each other, neither wanting to fight over it with a little girl.
"No, no, it's fine. Nuannuan, if you like them, eat more, put on so weight. If you're picky, you'll beco malnourished."
Yao Mingyue flashed a smile but bit her words at the end.
Zhu Yulan almost fud, who was she calling malnourished? As if Yao Mingyue was suggesting her own developnt was anything special?
And since when did An Nannan need her concern?
Zhu Yulan took a deep breath and also spoke with a smile, "Yeah, Nannan, eat more. It doesn't matter who grabbed it first; it's only if you get it into your mouth that it can help you grow."
As Zhu Yulan spoke, she glanced over Yao Mingyue and An Nuannuan.
Yao Mingyue clenched her chopsticks so tightly, one could almost hear the faint cracking of the wooden sticks.
Xu Musen quietly continued eating, always feeling these two had been at odds since their first eting, and were still passive-aggressive towards each other.
And Zhu Yulan had the temper of a missy who refused to be outdone; her words were quite vicious.
Translated, it ant: "What's the use of being childhood sweethearts? In the end, didn't Tian Jiang win out, and Nuannuan got to eat it first?"
Had this been the Yao Mingyue of before, she might already have been ready to bite soone.
But now, Yao Mingyue gradually cald down her emotions, though under the table, Xu Musen suddenly felt a small foot kicking his leg hard.
Without looking down, Xu Musen knew whose it was.
Yao Mingyue was grinding her little tiger teeth, glaring at him.
Typical. The wife gets angry outside, cos ho and takes it out on her husband.
Eh... why was he even coming up with such a strange analogy?
Xu Musen ignored her, and Yao Mingyue continued to encroach under the table with her small foot, moving higher bit by bit.
Xu Musen kept his face calm, glanced at her, but Yao Mingyue was the type to push her luck.
Seeing it was about to reach an inappropriate place.
Xu Musen clamped his legs together, trapping her foot between them, and lowered his gaze slightly to see Yao Mingyue's pale and tender foot.
Yao Mingyue couldn't move, but she deliberately wiggled her full toes as if inviting Xu Musen to dine on them.
That day, Xu Musen had prepared a cooling coconut milk jelly, with so ice cubes in it.
Xu Musen scooped up a spoonful, and 'accidentally' spilled a little.
The cold coconut milk jelly water dripped onto Yao Mingyue's foot; girls' feet are naturally sensitive to cold.
"Ah..."
Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Yao Mingyue couldn't help but cry out.
Everyone's gaze imdiately turned to her.
Yao Mingyue's cheeks flared up, "No, no, it's nothing, the soup just now was a bit hot..."
With everyone watching, Yao Mingyue pretended to drink the soup.
"Then drink it slowly, I've been stewing this pig's trotter soup for a long ti."
Xu Musen smiled innocently, feigning concern.
Yao Mingyue then withdrew her foot, still feeling a bit sticky, her face still red, "I'll go to the restroom..."
With that, she stood up and left, nearly stumbling as she put her slippers on.
"Everyone keep eating, don't mind her."
Xu Musen spoke with a smile, placing a spare rib onto An Nuannuan's plate, yet he failed to notice the fleeting gleam in An Nuannuan's eyes.
"Um, I've encountered so problems recently and will temporarily be staying in your tea shop. I'll try to sort myself out as soon as possible. I appreciate your help and hospitality during this ti."
Zhu Yulan also took this opportunity to earnestly thank An Nuannuan and Xu Musen. After all, their willingness to help her and invite her over for dinner was a rare kindness.
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