Like Zhou Yuni, after hearing what Duan Fenghua said, she was touched beyond asure.
Imdiately grabbing Duan Fenghua’s hand, she smiled and said, "Yes, I also consider your daughter Xu He as my own, let her co over to my house more often to keep company and chat."
Duan Fenghua seed to have been waiting for these words, appearing sowhat excited, she quickly nodded and said, "Sure, I’ll tell her. But she is young and doesn’t understand a lot of things, you’ll need to teach her more."
"Fine, let her co to my house." At this mont, Zhou Yuni was not thinking about anything else, just rembering what Duan Fenghua said about treating Luo Zhiyong as her own son.
Duan Fenghua and Zhou Yuni exchanged a few pleasantries at the door. By the ti Zhou Yuni returned to the courtyard, Fang Pingying deliberately looked at her hands, noticing both were empty, Fang Pingying couldn’t help but smirk.
Duan Fenghua really did have a clear goal, the bananas she brought were indeed ant for Luo Zhiyong. Once Luo Zhiyong left, she took the bananas away with her as well.
Just now she spoke so sincerely, claiming Zhou Yuni was like her own sister, but now she wouldn’t even leave a string of bananas for her proclaid sister.
Only soone like Zhou Yuni could be deceived this way, genuinely thinking that others are so good to her and discussing everything happening at ho.
While Fang Pingying was pondering this, Luo Honglan just ran out from the kitchen.
She had also seen the bananas earlier and was delighted for a while, thinking she might get to eat one later.
Because bananas are expensive in their town and rarely bought at ho, Luo Honglan hadn’t eaten them very often.
Seeing Duan Fenghua leave and spotting no bananas in the courtyard, she asked Zhou Yuni, "Mom, where are the bananas Aunt Fenghua brought earlier? Give one to eat."
"Bananas?" Zhou Yuni then rembered that Duan Fenghua ca specifically to bring the bananas for Luo Zhiyong; however, after Luo Zhiyong had left, Duan Fenghua didn’t ntion taking the bananas inside and simply took them back with her after their conversation.
Now Luo Honglan also understood, pouting, "Why is Aunt Fenghua so stingy, even taking the bananas back?"
"People said it was for your older brother to eat. Since your brother has left, of course, she took them back. She wanted to curry favor with your brother," Fang Pingying actually said this for Zhou Yuni to hear, letting her know that Duan Fenghua’s warmth was due to Luo Zhiyong.
But clearly, Zhou Yuni wasn’t thinking that far, still fixated on the matter of the bananas.
After staying silent for a while, she looked unhappily towards the door Duan Fenghua had just left through and muttered, "That’s right, she really is stingy, fussing even over a banana."
Finished, she consoled herself, "Never mind, it’s better she didn’t leave it; if she had, I would owe her a favor, I can’t be bothered dealing with all that."
Fang Pingying knew Zhou Yuni hadn’t taken her words seriously, but agreed that it was alright for Zhou Yuni to think this way. She nodded, "Indeed, after all, we are not related, and eating soone else’s things would make us uneasy. We’d have to reciprocate later."
"Exactly, I didn’t plan to bond with her for a lifeti, better not to take her things." Zhou Yuni also said so.
Zhou Yuni’s nature is such that if anyone is good to her, she can reciprocate wholeheartedly. But if soone does sothing that upsets her, even if they were previously very close, those ties can be erased.
Moreover, she is the type of person who might be close to you one mont and then turn her back on you the next mont over so trivial matter or simply because she didn’t like hearing sothing.
On the other hand, no matter how much she argues with others, as long as they appease her face-to-face, uttering a few pleasing words and satisfying her vanity, she would completely forget what excessive things others have done to her.
In the case of Zhou Yuni, it really fits the saying, "There are no permanent enemies, nor permanent friends."
Fang Pingying believes that right now Zhou Yuni is pretending she doesn’t want to deal with Duan Fenghua, but next ti if Duan Fenghua brings her so gifts or sweet-talks her, she will imdiately beco friends with her.
So, she didn’t take her words seriously.
Since Luo Zhiyong was leaving in the morning, Fang Pingying made extra buns last night, and everyone in the family had buns for breakfast.
The buns were filled with vegetables, dried tofu, and vermicelli; the taste was quite good, and the family praised them, even clamoring for Fang Pingying to make more so that they could have them for breakfast more often.
Zhou Yuni also praised them and ntioned that having cornbread or leftovers for breakfast at ho could be tireso, and it’s nice to change it up sotis. Moreover, such big buns would cost ten cents each in town, which she usually hesitates to spend.
Honestly, though Zhou Yuni wasn’t as satisfied with her daughter-in-law Fang Pingying as she initially hoped, she highly trusts her cooking skills. The big buns she made looked good and tasted great.
Even at her age, having made buns for many years, her own couldn’t match the taste of Fang Pingying’s, and more importantly, Fang Pingying’s atless buns tasted better than her at buns, which also saves money.
Fang Pingying thought about the new house being built, which would take a couple more days to finish, and the dates bought from Chen Rong yesterday still needed to be sun-dried in the courtyard until they turned red.
She figured in the next few days, when she had so free ti, she could make so buns. The weather wasn’t too hot now, and the freshly stead buns could stay good for a couple of days.
The vegetables for the buns were available at ho, but dried tofu needed to be bought from the tofu sellers in the village.
Since the last few days when Luo Zhiyong’s salary was used, Fang Pingying was no longer in charge of the household grocery expenses. So, when it ca to buying dried tofu, Fang Pingying went to ask Zhou Yuni, "Mom, how many pounds of dried tofu do we need for the buns? If you really want to eat them, who should we send to buy the tofu?"
Zhou Yuni hesitated for a mont before replying, "Never mind, let’s not eat them. I’ll buy so when we go to the market next ti."
Actually, she was sowhat displeased inside, feeling that a few pounds of dried tofu wouldn’t cost much, yet Fang Pingying was unwilling to pay for it and expected her to buy it.
In her mind, she treasured her own money and always stuck to rules.
But for Fang Pingying’s money, she felt it should be unconditionally available for use, and she would have preferred it if Luo Zhiyong’s contribution for the grocery expenses ant that Fang Pingying’s earnings from her own businesses would be handed over to her.
Seeing that initially Zhou Yuni wanted to eat the buns and now was saying no, Fang Pingying knew she was upset about being asked to buy the dried tofu.
She didn’t bother dealing with it; she couldn’t let her husband support the family alone and still have her own hard-earned money subsidize everyone else’s needs, especially since the grocery expenses were already covered by Luo Zhiyong’s contributions.
Whether they ate buns or not, she didn’t mind.
Finding nothing else to do at ho, Fang Pingying tidied up the yard.
Afterward, she went back to her room to sew clothes. (To be continued. If you like this work, please co to Qidian (qidian) to vote and give a monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian to read.)
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