yournovel Chapter 258 Or...
Chapter 258 Or...
Chapter 258 Or what—
"right?"
Yu Huan tried to imitate Lin Yourong's movements and expressions. He slightly raised his chin, his expression showing the same smugness.
This imitation was so ridiculous and exaggerated that it made Lin Yourong's teeth itch.
She wanted to bite someone.
She couldn't help but turn to the side and reach out to grab and twist his arm.
Yu Huan, with her left hand on the steering wheel, immediately grimaced and shook her right arm: "You're really like a crab! You keep pinching me!"
"Hmph, I'd rather!" Lin Yourong smugly withdrew her hand, raised her chin slightly, and continued to browse the content on her QQ Space.
When the red light ahead came on, Yu Huan released the accelerator several hundred meters away, letting the vehicle coast along slowly due to inertia.
Taking advantage of the break, he rubbed his arm, which was a little sore from being pinched, and after the playful banter, he got down to business, saying, "Honey, how's your relationship with your Senior Sister Zhang? Since you're both in Jingdezhen, why don't you get in touch?"
"Well……"
Lin Yourong did not answer directly, but instead asked:
"You know where my parents live now, not far from the Hunan Provincial Flower Drum Opera Theatre, right?"
"Of course I know that." Yu Huan nodded, gently applied the brakes, and brought the little Audi to a smooth stop at the red light.
Lin Yourong turned off her phone screen, looked up, and smiled as she said:
"In the past, Teacher Li and Senior Sister Zhang Ye's parents lived in the nearby community, but they have moved away now. Senior Sister Zhang Ye's parents also worked in the Huagu Opera Theater. After her father passed away from cancer, they brought her mother to Yanjing to settle down. Like Teacher Li, I haven't seen them for more than a year."
Yu Huan nodded thoughtfully.
Li Guyi's original profession was as a Huagu Opera actress, and she performed at this theater for more than ten years.
This explains why Zhang Ye became her goddaughter; it turns out that Zhang Ye's parents were colleagues with Li Guyi during a performance.
Lin Yourong tilted her head, thought for a moment, and added, "Teacher Li and Senior Sister Zhang Ye's mother were classmates who studied Huagu Opera together. Also, my maternal grandmother used to work in management at the theater, and she had a very good relationship with them..."
A confused tree bears confused fruit, and I am the only one under the confused tree.
Lin Yourong's cryptic remarks left Yu Huan somewhat bewildered.
He inadvertently noticed the red light turn green, and quickly stepped on the gas, following the car in front which had already driven a short distance ahead, crossing the white stop line.
Although Lin Yourong's explanation was a bit convoluted, Yu Huan immediately understood.
As a child raised by her maternal grandparents, she may have known Li Guyi and Zhang Ye when she was very young, and may even have been held by them.
If you look closely, although Zhang Ye is nominally Lin Yourong's senior, she is actually of the same generation as Lin Yourong's parents.
Yu Huan organized her thoughts and then said, "You mean, although you haven't seen each other for a long time and haven't been in much contact recently, besides the relationship between your sects, you are still considered family friends, with a friendship spanning several generations?"
Lin Yourong nodded: "Yes, that's right."
Yu Huan asked with a hint of doubt, "Then how did you know she was in Jingdezhen?"
Lin Yourong waved her phone in her hand and said with a light smile, "What era are we living in? I have her QQ number! I saw it on her social media!"
Yu Huan thought of her senior sister Zhang Ye, who was undoubtedly the queen of folk songs.
He almost never participates in commercial performances or makes a public appearance at events; his character can be summed up in two words—
Low-key.
He then laughed and said, "Then you could ask her out for a meal."
After thinking for a moment, Lin Yourong said, "We're tired from the long journey, hungry and exhausted. Let's go and fill our stomachs first, then go back to the hotel and see what's going on."
There was some hesitation in her voice.
Yu Huan nodded slightly: "That's up to you."
"Mmm," Lin Yourong responded softly.
After chatting about the past for a while, Yu Huan asked gently, "Wife, do you want to find a place to eat outside, or take it back to the hotel?"
Lin Yourong considered for a moment, then asked, "How far is it from Fuzhou to the hotel?"
Yu Huan smiled and said, "The two places are quite on the way. It should only be a few kilometers from Fuzhou to the hotel."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong said without hesitation, "Then let's pack it up and take it back to the hotel to eat."
"Kuoyi."
Yu Huan responded.
He suddenly sighed:
"Being a public figure is actually quite troublesome. Once you are recognized on the street, it's an endless stream of people asking for autographs and photos."
"Are you also experiencing the troubles of fame now?" Lin Yourong asked with a smile.
"The production team of 'Day Day Up' contacted me through the newspaper's advertising department, wanting to invite me to participate in the recording of the show, but I had someone politely decline—"
Lin Yourong smiled and gently pinched Yu Huan's arm: "Why did you refuse?"
Yu Huan stared at the road ahead, a bright smile on her face: "Your dad even asked me why. I said that between husband and wife, it's enough for one person to be famous, otherwise it will be inconvenient for us to even go to the market to buy groceries!"
Lin Yourong let go of her hand.
Hearing this, she grinned, revealing eight perfectly white teeth, and playfully teased:
"But we're already quite famous! You're the internet celebrity 'Boss Brother,' and I'm Lin Su, the singer. So, who should go to the market?"
Without hesitation, Yu Huan declared decisively, "Of course I'll go!"
Lin Yourong nodded in satisfaction, and after a moment's thought, continued to ask, "Once the vegetables are bought, someone has to cook them, right?"
Yu Huan recalled that her uncle had mentioned that her mother-in-law didn't like using a nanny, and guessed that Lin Yourong probably thought the same way.
His lips twitched, as if he was about to say something sweet.
Seeing his indecisiveness, Lin Yourong smiled and continued, "You take care of buying groceries and washing dishes, and I'll take care of cooking and cleaning."
Life isn't about grand gestures; true happiness lies in the simple things.
Yu Huan only mentioned the vegetable market casually, but she didn't expect that she would take the initiative to steer the conversation to the topic of daily necessities.
This pure love warrior is so good at managing his life!
He smiled and nodded in agreement: "Okay, then let's divide it up happily!"
"Okay!" Lin Yourong stared at Yu Huan's profile.
The little Audi drove past under the streetlights, and the light and shadow inside the car kept changing.
The bright orange-yellow light that occasionally illuminated his face made his features appear more three-dimensional and profound.
The occasional shadows that swept across his face added a unique charm to his sharply defined profile.
The conversation came to a temporary halt, and silence fell over the carriage.
Lin Yourong's clear black and white eyes darted around in their sockets, and she silently picked up his phone from the armrest box.
After entering my birthday to unlock, I began browsing.
Yu Huan glanced at Lin Yourong, who was acting somewhat furtively, and noticed her little actions, finding it amusing.
With a smile playing on her lips, she teased, "Why aren't you playing on your own phone? Are you checking up on me?"
"Mind your own business!" Lin Yourong retorted, her neck stiffening. "What's wrong with me checking your phone? Are you feeling guilty?"
Yu Huan chuckled.
As a man who owns two phones, he couldn't feel guilty at all. He said with a righteous expression, "I'm not guilty at all. Look all you want."
Hearing this, Lin Yourong suddenly realized that he had never proactively checked her phone, and her anger vanished instantly. Hunger made her more alert, so she casually opened the QQ app and changed the subject, saying, "We haven't added each other as QQ friends yet!"
Yu Huan grinned, showing her bright white teeth: "Great, you don't post much on WeChat Moments. I'll read your QQ Space when we get back to the hotel so it'll be good for watching while I eat."
Is it good with rice?
"Hmm..." Lin Yourong thought for a moment, then raised her voice: "I've set up a question in my photo album, I'm not telling you the answer!"
Yu Huan chuckled meaningfully, his tone revealing a deeper meaning: "Little brat, I'll definitely pry the answer out of your mouth!"
The word 'pry' emphasizes the tone.
Lin Yourong's delicate face immediately turned red. She turned slightly to the car window, choosing to ignore him.
Before long, under Yu Huan's skillful driving, the little Audi came to a steady stop at the entrance of Fuzhou Lane.
Yu Huan turned the key and turned off the engine: "Wife, do you want to get out and walk around, or wait for me here?"
Lin Yourong put Yu Huan's phone into her pocket and unbuckled her seatbelt: "I'll go with you."
"it is good."
The couple both put on masks and pulled their hat brims down a bit.
After getting off the bus, Lin Yourong stretched comfortably.
Then he walked around the front of the car to the driver's side and naturally took Yu Huan's arm.
Yu Huan casually patted her soft and elastic roundness, then turned his head to look into the alleyway of Fuzhou.
My gaze fell on the signboard that read "Fuzhou Lane Fried Dough Sticks Stall," and after looking down a bit further, I saw that it was a tiny, unassuming shop with only five or six people gathered around the entrance.
A slightly tired Yu Huan couldn't help but smile: "Looks like we don't need to go too far, there's food right at the alley entrance."
"Well……"
Lin Yourong was speechless at the man who suddenly started rubbing her buttocks.
The faint, enticing aroma wafted through the mask, making Yu Huan, who was already starving, drool. He quickly led Lin You Rong into this food street that would become a popular spot for food years later.
With a clear goal in mind, they didn't linger and placed their orders directly at one of the small shops at the alley entrance.
After a short wait, the two of them returned to the Audi with bags full in their hands.
Yu Huan leaned over and carefully placed the bags in her hand into the armrest box before sitting in the driver's seat and turning around to close the car door.
Although the plastic bag was tightly sealed, the rich aroma could not be contained at all.
It stubbornly penetrated the thin plastic bag, spreading throughout the carriage, slowly drifting towards the tip of the nose, tantalizing the sense of taste.
Yu Huan felt an overwhelming urge to tear open the plastic bag and devour the food.
He swallowed hard and couldn't help but say, "I can't take it anymore, I want to eat right now!"
Lin Yourong was carrying a bowl of Jiangxi-style clay pot soup in one hand. She was sitting in the passenger seat with the door still open, and she was putting her feet in the space between the footrests.
Hearing this, he nodded in deep agreement: "Me too!"
Yu Huan glanced at the wall in front of the car and saw few pedestrians around. She turned and smiled at Lin Yourong.
Lin Yourong carefully placed the two bowls of soup on the passenger side dashboard, unbuttoned her mask, and gently parted her lips: "How about—"
"Let's eat!" Yu Huan declared emphatically.
I couldn't wait to take off my mask, put it on my lap, and quickly took out the fried dough sticks and glutinous rice cakes from the armrest box, then untied the plastic bag.
Lin Yourong closed the car door and turned her head to see Yu Huan holding it to her lips.
The so-called "youtiao wrapped in mochi" can be simply understood as youtiao sandwiched with rice cake, rolled in sesame sugar.
Lin Yourong stared wide-eyed at this local delicacy.
Yu Huan licked his lips: "Wife, you eat first."
Lin Yourong's eyes curved into crescent shapes. She opened her mouth, took a big bite with great effort, and pulled it back slightly, her cheeks puffing out.
She chewed contentedly, nodded, and mumbled, "Delicious!"
Yu Huan also took a big bite. The crispy and soft textures combined to make him exclaim, "Delicious!"
Perhaps because of hunger, he found the fried dough sticks wrapped around glutinous rice cakes to be exceptionally sweet and delicious.
Yu Huan quickly swallowed it and took a second bite: "Wife, I feel that this should be eaten with soup."
The mochi was a bit sticky, so Lin Yourong slowly scraped her front teeth with the tip of her tongue, leaned forward slightly, untied the bag of a bowl of preserved egg and meatball soup on the dashboard, and then opened the lid.
She carefully held it in her hands and leaned back in her chair.
Seeing that Yu Huan's cheeks were bulging and he was still chewing with relish, he scooped up a spoonful and put it to his own mouth.
It had just been taken out of the earthenware pot, and the soup was still a little hot.
She sipped it slowly, savoring every drop.
"Is it good?" Yu Huan asked curiously.
"This soup is really delicious." Lin Yourong gently stirred the meat patty and preserved egg at the bottom of the bowl with her spoon. "The preserved egg has been simmered until it's slightly softened, and the flavor is very rich. It's quite good."
She turned her head and saw Yu Huan raising her chin, staring longingly at the soup in her hand, looking like she was starving for food. She immediately smiled.
Scoop up a small piece of meat patty, along with some soup, which was caught in the soup bowl below, and slowly put it into Yu Huan's mouth.
Soon, the two finished the fried dough stick wrapped in mochi and the preserved egg and meat pie soup, and then began to share a bowl of cold rice noodles and a bowl of stir-fried pork rib rice noodles.
The "cold rice noodles" are actually not cold at all; they are piping hot. They are essentially just mixed rice noodles, and the noodles are quite thick.
Jiangxi province is known for its intense love of spicy food, even more so than Hunan province, not to mention that the couple comes from Changsha, Hunan province, which is notorious for its lack of spicy food consumption.
Considering that Lin Yourong was on her period and needed to protect her voice during this time, Yu Huan, under his strict instructions, ensured that the two bowls of noodles were only slightly spicy.
It satisfies their taste preferences without being too stimulating.
After finishing the noodles, Lin Yourong drank a few sips of the cuttlefish meatball soup and then handed it to Yu Huan.
By this time, the soup in the clay pot had cooled down considerably, and Yu Huan finished it off in no time, letting out a satisfied, silent burp: "That was satisfying."
Lin Yourong began to clean up the mess, stacking the bowls and chopsticks together and stuffing them into a plastic bag.
She smiled gently and said, "Darling, is there anything we haven't eaten yet?"
Yu Huan stuffed the soup bowl and spoon into the bag Lin Yourong was carrying, and after a moment's thought, said, "Dumplings."
"Is it similar to dumplings?" Lin Yourong asked curiously.
"Okay." Yu Huan nodded, then opened the car door, pushed it open a little, and held out her hand to Lin Yourong, saying, "There's a trash can not far away, I'll take it and throw it away."
Lin Yourong handed him the bulging bag: "Then we'll have dumplings for breakfast tomorrow!"
Yu Huan smiled and said, "The hotel I booked includes a buffet breakfast."
"They should be able to offer this local specialty, right?" Lin Yourong said expectantly.
"We'll see when the time comes, but I'll definitely make sure everything is arranged for you!" Yu Huan said with a bright smile, pushing the car door wide open to get out and throw away the trash.
(End of this chapter)