Chapter 3 — Red Bean Cake on New Year's Eve

"But don't worry, there are two rooms here, with a hallway separating them. If you're scared, wait until I leave and then just lock the hallway door." I looked left and right. The yard is tiny, and aside from the main house, the room on the right doesn't look like a place to live. I asked him: "You left a room for me to stay in, so where will you sleep tonight?" To Thua An pointed out the door without hesitation: "I'll just go to the library to deal with it for one night. Just know that my homework hasn't been finished yet, you can just go to sleep, don't worry about me." "You also don't need to be afraid of outsiders seeing you and talking nonsense. This house is remote, not many people pass by on weekdays, the left and right houses are both empty rooms." I've just dried it, I haven't slept yet. Rest early, Miss Ninh, we can't talk about anything as big as the sky until tomorrow." Perhaps afraid of what I would say, he turned around and walked out. To Thua An's room is small, behind the table is a bed, a bamboo mat is spread on top, the blanket is neatly folded at the end of the bed, and the bed curtain has a faint scent. It seems that the people in the capital are not as bad as Tiet Canh Uyen said. After all, it was a strange place, I didn't dare go to bed, I just lay face down on a makeshift table for one night. Early the next morning, I woke up and tidied up his room for him. Seeing that there was flour and eggs in the kitchen, I fried a cake for To Thua An, as a way to repay the favor. When he arrived, the egg tarts had just come out of the oven. I stuffed a pair of chopsticks into his hand: "Taste it to see if it's delicious." To Thua An took a big bite, swallowed it down without even chewing a few times. "Delicious." He nodded forcefully. "Exactly the same taste as the neighbor's aunt made when I was young." I chuckled: "This dish was taught by my mother. The first dish I learned was frying cakes." She did not force me to read books, but forced me to learn how to cook and embroider. She said it was okay to be illiterate, at least she could embroider a scarf and sell it to buy rice, cook her own food, and not starve. After breakfast, To Thua An asked me where I wanted to go. I tilted my head and thought for a moment: "I probably have to go back to the old mansion first and ask my close sister to borrow a few taels of silver for the trip." The boat fare to get back to Quan Chau was already three taels, not counting the food and drink on the way. Fortunately, there were still a few unsold scarves in hand. At that time, she asked Tieu Thu to borrow three taels, then went to an embroidery shop to sell scarves, thinking it would be enough to spend on the road. This money can only wait until I return to Quanzhou to earn it and then ask someone to return her. Fortunately, she and I are from the same country, so it's convenient to find someone. Thinking about the matter of Quan Chau, I quickly went back to my room to take out the marriage certificate. "I still have to ask you to teach me how to write this name." I was a little embarrassed. "If I lose money, I can't go to Phu Dung Lau to ask for news anymore. Later I have to find someone myself, first of all I have to know what my fiance's name is." "You... you can rest assured, I will be very serious. You just teach me the same as yesterday, the same as your fiancee's name, the word Understanding in spring, the word Understanding Du Trong Can Du. You see, if you say that, I will remember!" To Thua An laughed: "Don't worry, I have accepted your offer, I will definitely teach you until you know it." He took the marriage document, opened the page and began to read it to me. "Look, here is the woman's name written. Her name is Ninh Hieu Du, Ninh Trong Tran, Hieu Trong Xuan..." His voice suddenly fell silent. I didn't realize anything was wrong, I just pulled his sleeve to urge him: "I already know my name, will you teach me quickly, how should my fiance's name be remembered?" His throat rolled. The hand holding the marriage certificate trembled violently for some reason. It took a long time before a sound came out. "The man's name is To Thua An, To in perilla, Thua in promise, An in love." I was stunned on the spot. "Understood.

Du." He raised his head, and at some point his eyes had turned red. "I finally found her."06 This week off, Tiet Canh Uyen rarely came home. He brought back a batch of red bean cakes, and as soon as he entered the door, he casually called an errand boy: "Bring it to Ninh Hieu Du's hospital." Ninh Hieu Du has always been easy to coax. He personally went to buy red bean cakes for her, thinking that she should calm down her anger. Last time, he lost his patience because his classmate sent him a letter, saying that the previous time he had not passed To Thua An's exam in the library, his heart was troubled, and time after time she came to complain to him about something as trivial as chicken feathers. As soon as he saw Ninh Hieu Du, he immediately remembered the unsightly name on her marriage certificate. Tiet Tinh is my younger sister, so why should I scold her because of what your father said? Moreover, I asked you to go out with the young lady to go on an excursion. You're fine. You only worry about eating, drinking, and enjoying yourself. What's the matter?" "You're just an orphan living here and there, realize your identity." She cried and ran away because of his words, but he wasn't as relieved as he imagined. On the contrary, because of the back of her crying as she ran away, her heart became even more frustrated.