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Chapter 17 The Flower of the High Mountains

Ye Linlang stared at Xie Xuning in a daze. He... was so enthusiastic?

She remembered that when they first met in their previous life, he was a flower of Gaoling who cherished words and was as precious as gold.

Xie Xuning coughed a few times to hide his embarrassment. Why did he say such things to a girl he had met for the first time?

"Thank you for your kindness, but I want to spend more time with my parents."

When passing by a cherry tree, Ye Linlang tiptoed and reached out to break a cherry from the branches of the cherry tree, and handed it to Xie Xuning.

"Try the little cherries here, you don't have them."

Xie Xuning took the cherry branch, looked at the little cherry hidden under the green leaves, picked the redest one and put it in his mouth.

There is a sour smell at the entrance, and there is a wisp of sweetness inside the sour smell.

Indeed, he had never seen such a little cherry in the imperial capital.

Ye Linlang carried the bamboo basket into the kitchen.

After she handed the bamboo basket to Grandma Ye, she sat in front of the stove and peeled the beans from the bean clip.

While washing vegetables, Grandma Ye asked Ye Linlang, "Linlang, that young man is here to find you, have you found it?"

"I found it, I broke him a cherry."

The fire in the stove shone on Ye Linlang's face, bright red.

Ye Linlang thought of Xie Xuning's appearance as she ate cherries, and couldn't help but smile a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

In the kitchen, Grandma Ye was cutting vegetables quickly and washing vegetables neatly.

In the early 1980s, supplies remained scarce.

The Ye family can't eat white rice every time.

Today I have guests from afar.

Grandma Ye made an exception and steamed a tray of white rice. She also picked up some sweet potatoes from the ground kiln. She washed them and steamed them. When she was preparing lunch, her family ate the sweet potatoes.

Grandma Ye suddenly sighed.

Ye Linlang asked, "Grandma, are you worried about Aunt Lan?"

"You Aunt Lan is stubborn, so I'm worried that she will report good news or bad news."

When Grandma Ye met her in-laws before, she knew that her in-laws were above the top and looked down on them, the country people.

Fortunately, after Chen Xuelan accidentally lost her first child, she knew that she had planned for her and forced the family to find a formal job in the supply and marketing cooperative in the name of a miscarriage.

Chen Xuelan has a fixed monthly salary and her back is much harder.

"Grandma, there's my dad!"

After Ye Linlang burned the fire in the stove, he got up and walked behind the stove, and used some salt to stain the tender leaves of Houttuynia cordata.

"Grandma, the blessing of our family is still here."

Grandma Ye couldn't help laughing.

"Yes, your life is a blessing for our family."

An hour passed, and Grandma Ye, who was skillful, prepared six dishes and one soup.

These are fried bacon with garlic sprouts, fried eggs with toon sprouts, peanuts with oil, dandelions with cold, folded ear roots with cold and a plate of Sichuan kimchi.

The soup is white and thick rice soup.

Ye Linlang wiped the Eight Immortals table with a white towel and served the countryside delicacies to the Eight Immortals table.

"Xie Xuning, grandpa, it's lunch."

For Xie Xuning, who has been frugal since childhood, today's lunch is very simple and even a bit shabby.

But he didn't dislike it at all. He sat on the bench in front of the Eight Immortals table and started to have lunch.

Although the dishes are simple, they are better than fresh and rough local flavor.

Even the bowl of beans and rice has become a delicious food on earth.

Ye Linlang and Grandma Ye ate steamed sweet potatoes.
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