Yan's mother was left speechless by Yan Mingjue's words, and the look she gave Yan Mingjue became increasingly unfriendly.

After a long time, she said:

"Don't worry about it."

Yan Mingjue still looked indifferent:

"I don't want to either."

"But if I don't care, no one will."

"go out!"

Mother Yan was completely furious:

"get out!"

Even when she was angry, Yan's mother still spoke in the soft and sticky voice of a southerner. She didn't seem to have much momentum and instead looked a bit ridiculous.

Yan Mingjue looked at her for a while, then took Su Qingwan's hand and walked out. He didn't stop until they reached the gate.

He paused for a moment before saying:

"The food here is different from that in Beijing. Do you want to try it?"

He originally thought that Mother Yan was bedridden, but it seemed that she still had some time left.

Su Qingwan nodded upon hearing this:

"it is good."

Su Qingwan was actually a little tired, but she knew that Yan Ming definitely didn't want to stay here, and neither did she.

After asking Qinshu to take people to pack up, Su Qingwan put on her cloak and went out with Yan Mingjue.

This place is indeed different from Beijing. Even in winter, it is very lively here. The food looks exquisite and small, and the architecture of the houses is more graceful.

Yan Mingjue took Su Qingwan through many twists and turns until they reached a small alley. When he saw the shop, a rare smile appeared in his eyes.

"Still."

"The tofu pudding here is good, you should try it."

As he spoke, Yan Mingjue took Su Qingwan over.

The two old men who were selling the dumplings saw Yan Mingjue and hesitated for a moment before saying:

"Are you the little kid who always comes here to eat?"

Yan Mingjue nodded:

"it's me."

"I haven't seen you in years."

The old woman greeted Yan Mingjue warmly, and without waiting for Yan Mingjue to speak, she brought up a bowl of tofu pudding.

"You like sweet tofu pudding, so I put more sugar in it."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Su Qingwan:

"Is this your wife?"

"She looks really beautiful."

"What flavor does your wife like?"

Su Qingwan likes salty food, but she said:

"Same as my husband, sorry to bother my mother-in-law."

The old woman nodded happily when she heard that, and then brought Su Qingwan a bowl of tofu pudding that was the same as the one Yan Mingjue had.

Su Qingwan couldn't eat any more after taking one bite. It was too sweet and a bit choking.

She had never noticed that Yan Mingjue had any preferences, but she didn't expect that he actually liked such sweet tofu pudding.

"Mother-in-law, give her another bowl of salty food."

As Yan Mingjue spoke, he took Su Qingwan's bowl of tofu pudding and began to eat it in big mouthfuls.

Su Qingwan looked at Yan Mingjue and felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Most people like salty food, but he likes sweet food, especially very sweet food, so I usually put more sugar in his food."

The old woman said with a smile.

"At that time, he often came to eat here."

Listening to the old woman say this, Su Qingwan gradually formed a picture in her mind. When Yan Mingjue was a child, he had a stern face but liked to eat sweet things. There was an inexplicable cute contrast.

After eating, Su Qingwan wanted to give silver, but the two old people refused.

Su Qingwan glanced at Yan Mingjue, and when Yan Mingjue nodded, she withdrew her hand.

Then, she saw Yan Mingjue put a silver note into the money box while the two old men were not paying attention.

After leaving the alley, Yan Mingjue said:

"I never paid for food when I came here before."

"It can be considered as making up for what I ate during those years."

Su Qingwan was silent for a moment. She probably guessed the reason why he didn't give the money.

She felt a little sad and couldn't help but change the subject:

"I didn't even know you liked sweet things."

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