After thinking for a bit, she added another sentence, "Right, let know in advance when you are going back to the Escort Agency, I’d like for you to bring so pickles for Uncle Ke, Sister-in-law Zuo, and Big Zhong and the others to try."
ng Yuhuai smiled in response and turned to look at the wooden sign, "Uncle Ke and Big Zhong told that your fish paste noodles are extrely tasty. I missed it the last two tis; cook a small bowl for , I want to taste it too."
"Didn’t you just finish eating?" Hua Xiaomai raised her eyebrows.
"You don’t sell noodles to people who just had their al?" The smile on ng Yuhuai’s lips grew bigger.
Hua Xiaomai rarely heard him joke, and was quite surprised. She opened her eyes wide to size him up thoroughly as if trying to see through him. After a while, she laughed and said, "I’m afraid you might count the noodles like you did last ti, looking like you’re undergoing torture!"
Even though she said that, she walked over to the stand, took a small piece of dough and began to roll it out on the cutting board, looking up to say seriously, "Let’s get this straight first, my treat, don’t argue with about it."
ng Yuhuai laughed but didn’t reply, which was as good as agreeing, and he found a table to sit at. Guan Rong also followed over but was left hanging, unsure whether to stay or to go, with her face turning red and her lips white from biting them.
This riverbank belonged to the village and wasn’t owned by anyone. If she liked standing here as punishnt, Hua Xiaomai certainly couldn’t chase her away to another place. So she pretended not to see Guan Rong, busied herself with her tasks, served the cooked noodles to ng Yuhuai, and got Luo Yuejiao to wipe down the set-out tables and benches again.
Guan Rong’s face reddened as if she were about to drip blood, her gaze followed Luo Yuejiao with profound aning for quite so ti. Suddenly, she looked at Hua Xiaomai and spoke again, "You hired soone to help?"
Hua Xiaomai glanced at her and nodded with a radiant smile, "Yeah, so what?"
Luo Yuejiao was clearly helping at the stand because she felt bad about learning cooking from her and didn’t want to take advantage without giving sothing in return, which was why her mother sent her to help. However, Hua Xiaomai didn’t feel the need to explain this point so clearly to Guan Rong.
"I thought you were capable enough to manage this stand all by yourself." Guan Rong said with a cold sneer, in a malicious tone.
Annoying, is this your true self? Was the weak girl who used to call "Sister Xiaomai" all the ti only a fignt of my imagination?
Three to five people ca walking down the village path, all regulars at the stand who were well-acquainted with Hua Xiaomai. They greeted her with smiles and sat down at the tables. Upon seeing ng Yuhuai, they inevitably engaged him in small talk, inquiring about his whereabouts during the days he was missing. When they heard that he had indeed run into water bandits, they all clicked their tongues in amazent.
Hua Xiaomai lifted her chin towards those people, and seemingly helplessly said to Guan Rong, "I can’t help it, the stand is doing so well, I only have two hands, how can I cope? I have to hire a reliable person to share the workload. Sister Luo from the Luo Family may be young, but she’s diligent. Her assistance really takes a load off my shoulders!"
What about it? Don’t say that Luo Yuejiao helping at the stand doesn’t take a penny; even if I were to pay soone, I wouldn’t hire you, bite ! Die of anger!
Guan Rong clenched her teeth tightly, her eyes seed to fill with tears. After a mont of silence, she suddenly turned to ng Yuhuai’s side. She originally intended to tug at his sleeve but hesitated for a long ti and ultimately didn’t dare, she only spoke in a low voice, "Yuhuai Brother, the matter I talked to you about during the day..."
ng Yuhuai’s brows that had just relaxed frowned again. He looked up at her and sighed, "Haven’t I already told you that it has nothing to do with ? Behaving like this... what is the dignity in that?"
Guan Rong’s eyes were whirling with tears about to fall. Just then, Luo Yuejiao who was wiping the table suddenly stood up straight, barged through between the two of them, bumping Guan Rong on purpose, and said loudly, "Excuse , excuse , I’m wiping the table!"
"Yuejiao!" Hua Xiaomai called out hastily and gestured for Luo Yuejiao to co closer.
"Don’t provoke her, let her be," she said in a low voice, "She is very crafty. Avoid any trouble she might cause you in the future. You are too naive and might fall into her trap."
Luo Yuejiao muttered sothing, but didn’t say much more, pouting and moving aside to vigorously polish the table until it shone. The few people nearby saw Guan Rong standing by ng Yuhuai refusing to leave, looking like she was on the verge of crying but holding back, and started to tease, "What are you doing, Miss Guan of the Guan Family? If soone didn’t know better, they might think Brother Yuhuai did sothing to you! Being a young lady, why sha yourself here?"
Guan Rong, already feeling shaky, couldn’t bear these words. After casting a mournful glance at ng Yuhuai, she turned and ran away.
Perhaps because she made quite a commotion, ng Yuhuai sighed again, put down his chopsticks, and went to the stand, looking at Hua Xiaomai’s face in the light of the castor oil lamp.
"What’s the matter?" Hua Xiaomai wasn’t guilty of anything, and looked up at him with a smile still on her lips.
ng Yuhuai weighed his thoughts carefully in his mind, cleared his throat and said, "Originally, I had nothing to do with this and didn’t want to interfere. But Miss Xiaomai, what exactly... happened between you and Miss Guan from the Guan Family?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to co to Qidian (qidian) to vote for a recomndation ticket, monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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