After shooing Mr. Qian away, Xue Yuantong and Jiang Ning continued to eat.
The tofu pudding contained soybeans, which gave it a crispy bite. Xue Yuantong finished it in just two spoonfuls.
Then, he blew in the evening breeze and looked towards the distant Huishui River, feeling the cool moist air on his skin.
Mr. Qian had found a small table and meticulously wiped it until it shone before sitting down.
Soon, Aunt Gu brought over the tofu pudding, and Mr. Qian stared at the bowl, his eyebrows tightly furrowed.
"Big sister, come here," Mr. Qian called.
His voice was loud enough to turn heads around them. Aunt Gu, having no choice, put down what she was doing and hurried over.
Mr. Qian crossed his legs and waved his fan, adopting the tone of a long-time teacher. "Do you remember what I told you?"
Aunt Gu replied, "You ordered a bowl of tofu pudding."
"What else?" Mr. Qian pressed.
Aunt Gu appeared troubled—she really couldn't remember.
