Crossing Over to Yamada Love

By the time the Xue brothers arrived, the meat was already stewed. Qiu put the meat in a basin. Mo Lan looked at the meat, which was reddish in color and smelled fragrant. The meat was soft and tender, mushy but not mushy, and could practically melt in her mouth.

Slice the baiji bun in half lengthwise, making the opening larger so you can fit more meat in it. Of course, if you're running a business, you won't slice it too big, because putting too much meat in it would bankrupt you.

Scoop out a piece of meat with both fat and lean meat using a spoon, chop it up with a knife, stuff the chopped meat into a sliced ​​white bun, then close the bun and you can start eating.

Mo Lan brought in a plate of roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) for the Xue brothers. Behind them, on a tray, were wheat porridge and some pickled vegetables. The wheat porridge was made from processed wheat and tasted very good.

"Lanlan, seriously? Why are you making us such simple meals? Today you're just going to give us a plate of pancakes!" Little Fatty Xue Lingfeng wailed to Mo Lan as he looked at the food on the table.

“You don’t want to eat? That’s perfect. I was worried we wouldn’t have enough pancakes to sell. Fifth Young Master, Seventh Young Master, I’ll keep yours, and I’ll take Tenth Young Master’s. Please enjoy yours.” Mo Lan said, making a move to take the pancakes from the plate.

"No, no, I'll eat it, okay? If you take it away, I'll only be able to look. I'll eat first." The chubby boy hurriedly grabbed a pancake before Mo Lan could and took a bite.

"Huh, is there meat in here? It smells pretty good." He took a bite and tasted the meat, somewhat surprised. He chewed twice and quickly swallowed it. He took another bite and said while chewing, "It's delicious and not greasy. I want to eat five of these. Don't try to take them from me."

Mo Lan chuckled as she watched him eat heartily, pushed the porridge in front of him, and said, "Drink some porridge, don't eat so fast, don't choke. Honestly, no one's going to take it from you. I was just saying, I wouldn't really stop you from eating."

"You have no idea how fast my fifth and seventh brothers eat when you're not here. If I'm even a little slow, I won't get enough to eat. They don't give me, the youngest, any leeway. Look, they've already started eating. How can I be slow?"

After hearing what the chubby boy said, Mo Lan turned to look at Xue Wu and Xue Qi. Sure enough, the two young masters were eating roujiamo (Chinese hamburger). Although they looked elegant, they were quite fast. However, they ate in a graceful manner and knew how to eat while holding their food, unlike the chubby boy who had oil dripping from his mouth and hands.

"Lanlan, this plate isn't enough. Go get some more, and take some with you when you leave. I'll save some for dinner." The chubby boy took a sip of porridge, looked at the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) on the plate, and asked Molan for some more.

"That's all. The rest are for sale. You're going to eat it tonight? Aren't you afraid of getting indigestion from eating so much meat?" Mo Lan rolled her eyes at the chubby boy. She was quite comfortable with them. The chubby boy could take a joke. He didn't get angry no matter what Mo Lan said. On the contrary, he liked it when Mo Lan went against him.

Xue Lingyun often chatted and joked with Mo Lan, and they got along quite well. Only the aloof Xue Lingfeng rarely spoke, but he didn't care what Mo Lan and the chubby boy said to each other. Even when Mo Lan bullied the chubby boy and the chubby boy cried for help, he would just say coldly, "Solve it yourself." But he ate no less than the other two.

"You're so stingy, you won't even give me a little more. Well then, let's do it tomorrow. Prepare more tomorrow." The chubby boy said to Mo Lan, but he couldn't do anything about it, so he could only tell her to prepare more tomorrow.

"No tomorrow. Today it's a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), tomorrow I'll make a beef roujiamo. In a few days there will be beef paomo (pita bread soaked in beef soup) and stir-fried liangpi (cold skin noodles). There are so many delicious things. Why do I have to give you a roujiamo?" Looking at the chubby boy's greedy appearance, Mo Lan liked to tempt him with food even more.

"Really? Then you should bring them all to eat tomorrow. I've never tried any of these before, and I really want to try them now. Okay, Lanlan, can you bring them for us to try right now?" The chubby boy grinned at Mo Lan. He loved to eat, and he could eat freely here. After hearing Mo Lan's introduction, he was really itching to try them.

"Where am I supposed to get it for you now? I'm not a magician. These new dishes have to be made one by one, so what's the rush? I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm going to rest in the backyard. I still have to go up the mountain to collect algae this afternoon." Mo Lan didn't listen to him at all and turned to leave after saying that.

"What's a 'tart'? Can you eat it? Why don't you take me up the mountain with you? I'll go with you to pick some." As soon as the chubby boy heard that Mo Lan wanted to go up the mountain, he hurriedly got off the stool and blocked Mo Lan's way.

"Xiao Shi, you still have homework this afternoon. It was a lot of work to persuade your third uncle to move your homework to the afternoon. If you don't go now, you might not be able to go out with us anymore." Xue Lingyun smiled slightly and kindly reminded the chubby boy.

"Honestly! I'm not going to take the imperial examinations to become an official, yet I have to learn all that stuff. If it weren't for my aunt building a villa and coming out with you guys, I would have been bored to death by those tutors. You guys are so lucky. You don't have to learn anything, and nobody cares about you when you go out. Only I am suffering." The chubby boy complained for a while, and then reluctantly returned to his stool.

Xue Lingyun smiled slightly, revealing nothing of her thoughts, while Xue Lingfeng's aloof expression grew even colder, a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes before returning to normal.

Sighing inwardly, Mo Lan thought: "There are many troubles in a large mansion, but I shouldn't know about their troubles. It's best not to get involved."

Looking at the chubby boy's listless appearance, she smiled at him and said, "Tell me when you skip school, and I'll take you up the mountain to collect some almonds. Once we've collected them, I'll bring some back for you; they're very delicious."

"Okay, okay, I knew Lanlan was the best to me! It's a promise! You have to take me with you when I meet Muxiu that day!" The chubby boy perked up again after hearing Molan's words and shouted happily to her.

"Mm." Mo Lan nodded and withdrew under the scrutiny of the other two Xue Gongzi.

By lunchtime, all the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) had sold out, and the craftsmen all praised it as delicious. However, there were still over twenty steamed buns left. It seemed that introducing new food was the right thing to do. Mo Lan thought to herself.

"Lanlan, Lanlan, are you home?"

Mo Lan was watching her uncle count the money he made at noon when she suddenly heard someone calling her from outside. The voice sounded like Liu Hu.

"Hey Tiger, what's up?" she replied to Liu Hu as she ran out.

“Lanlan, a strong wind blew last night. My mother said that quite a few pagodas fell on the other side of the mountain and a lot of people went to collect them. Don’t you like collecting pagodas? So I ran to call you and I’ll go with you to collect them.”

Liu Hu had clearly come in a hurry; his face was flushed and he was slightly out of breath, but the blush only added to his charm.

“Great! There must be a lot of tamarisk falling when the wind blows. No wonder someone came to ask us if we collect tamarisk at noon. Come on, let me change my clothes and we’ll go.” Mo Lan was very happy to hear that they were going to collect tamarisk. She wanted to go up the mountain, and she was even more willing to do so because there were many tamarisk.

"Grandpa, let's go collect the locusts. Tiger just came and said a lot of locusts have fallen." Mo Lan, dressed in sturdy thick clothes and wrapped in a scarf, called out to Mo Quan.

"Lan'er, let Dad go with you today. I don't have anything to do this afternoon." Mo Changhe was doing accounts with Mo Changhai, but when he heard his daughter's call, he volunteered to go, worried that his father would get tired.

"Lan'er is asking me to go. You stay home and do the accounts. I'll go with them." Mo Quan glared at his son when he saw him snatching the opportunity. Honestly, his granddaughter was close to him, and he was willing to accompany her into the mountains. Why did his son have to come and join in the fun?

"Dad, I was just worried you'd get tired. Let's all go then, we're free this afternoon anyway." Mo Changhe chuckled inwardly. No wonder people say old people are like children; the older they get, the more childlike they become. His father was even jealous of him.

The three changed their clothes, mounted the cart, and set off with Liu Hu towards the back mountain.

"Brother Hu, have you told your mother yet? Don't make her wait like last time." Mo Lan asked Liu Hu cheerfully as she sat on the cart.

"I told her, and my mother said it's true." Liu Hu blushed a little when Mo Lan asked him. His mother always treated him like a child, but she didn't object to him coming to the Mo family to be with Mo Lan, so he was still very happy.

"Grandpa Quan, Uncle Changhe, where are you going?" Mo Lan was chatting with Liu Hu when she suddenly heard a voice.

Mo Lan was startled. It sounded like Cheng Xiao's voice. She was sitting in the car with her back to the mountains, so she couldn't see the people on the road to the mountains.

Mo Lan smiled inwardly. Cheng Xiao loved to read under trees; the first time she met him, he was reading under a tree right here. Thinking of this, she happily turned and smiled at Cheng Xiao.

Cheng Xiao hadn't changed much; apart from his different clothes, he was still as handsome as ever. He was smiling and greeting Mo Quan and Mo Changhe.

Mo Lan's smile paused for a moment, then widened again. The reason for the pause was that she saw Mo Ju from the second wife's side not far from Cheng Xiao.

"Hello, Grandpa! Hello, Second Uncle!" Mo Ju called out softly from a distance.

“Oh, it’s Cheng Xiao and Ju’er. What are you doing here? We’re going into the mountains to collect pagoda stones.” Mo Quan spoke first. He was also a little puzzled as to why Ju’er was with Cheng Xiao.

"I was reading here when Mo Ju happened to pass by and greeted me. Grandpa Quan, let's go pick some tamarisk together. I've never picked any before, and I really want to." Cheng Xiao replied to Mo Quan, but his eyes kept glancing at Mo Lan. The girl was smiling happily, but why was Liu Hu with them?

“This… picking mushrooms is hard work, you’ve never done it before, and if you get sick from it, I can’t explain it to the scholar.” Mo Quan hesitated. Although Cheng Xiao was a good kid, and he wasn’t afraid of hardship when he went mushroom picking with them last time, there were so many people around, and he was afraid people would gossip if he asked him to pick mushrooms for his family.