Dressed as a little fool: marry and have children

Chapter 455: Aunt Qin's Back

After getting her meal, Yu Haitang moved swiftly through the bustling cafeteria, scanning every table carefully, but did not see He Yushui. A hint of pride and doubt flashed through her heart.

A barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she slowly walked to a relatively quiet corner, gently pulled out a chair, and when she sat down, she did not forget to gently brush away the dust on the chair with a handkerchief. Her movements were elegant and a little deliberate.

She picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of food, put it into her mouth and chewed it carefully, but her eyes involuntarily drifted to the area in the distance where there was still a long queue, looking at Aunt Qin's face with a curious and slightly cunning gossipy expression.

Yu Haitang's eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts. Although she didn't say anything, she was silently calculating how those "unspeakable secrets" would become chess pieces in her hands.

Whenever she thought of this, the corners of her mouth would unconsciously rise, and that confidence and pride made her sure that what she was planning was already under her control.

As she swallowed mouthful after mouthful of food, Yu Haitang felt more and more relaxed, as if even the mixed-flour steamed buns had transformed into the delicateness and sweetness of white-flour steamed buns on her taste buds.

Occasionally she looked up to the window, the sunlight shining through the gaps in the leaves onto her face, reflecting her inner joy and calculations at the moment.

After the meal, she wiped the corners of her mouth with satisfaction, stood up, and picked up the clean lunch box. The lunch box was shining softly in the sunlight, as if it was cheering for her upcoming plan.

She took a step forward, with a hint of lightness and calmness in her steps, as if the meal just now not only satisfied her stomach, but also made the plans in her mind clearer.

Walking on the way back to the broadcasting room, Yu Haitang's breathing became particularly smooth, as if even the air had become fresher.

She was thinking in her mind how she should exaggerate the situation and make it develop in the direction that is most beneficial to her when her father-in-law He Daqing and her husband He Yuzhu find out what He Yushui did today.

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth curled up into a meaningful smile again, in that smile there was both anticipation for victory and confidence in having more say.

Just like that, Yu Haitang returned to the broadcasting room slowly with a sense of ease and calculation, ready to welcome the "good show" that might come next.

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After saying goodbye to Yu Haitang, Aunt Qin was worried about her mother-in-law at home who had not eaten yet. She unconsciously quickened her pace and almost trotted through the crowd in the cafeteria and went straight to the food window.

Her eyes were full of anxiety and concern, and she looked up at the clock on the wall from time to time, fearing that she would be delayed.

When it was Aunt Qin's turn, she quickly and clearly told the canteen chef what she wanted: "Chef, please give me a meat dish and a grain rice, and more meat, because my mother-in-law likes it."

The chef smiled and nodded, and quickly served the food. Aunt Qin took the food, but did not leave immediately. Instead, she carefully separated a small portion from the large portion of meat and vegetables and carefully put it into another clean lunch box, fearing that the gravy would splash out.

Then, she scooped some broth and poured it on Uncle Qin's rice. Imagining him nodding and praising as he ate, Aunt Qin couldn't help but reveal a gentle smile on her face.

After finishing all this, Aunt Qin hurriedly thanked the master and turned to leave. At this moment, she seemed to sense something and suddenly turned back to look at a corner of the cafeteria, looking at Uncle Qin waiting there, with a hint of expectation and unfinished words in her eyes.

However, Aunt Qin had only one thought in her mind - she wanted to tell her old sisters what she learned today.

So she gave him Uncle Qin's lunch box, nodded at him apologetically, and conveyed the message of "Let's talk about it tonight" with her eyes. Then she quickened her pace and almost ran out of the cafeteria door.

Uncle Qin opened his mouth and was about to say something, but the sudden "wind" blew it away. He looked at Aunt Qin's back as she gradually went away, feeling mixed emotions. He was touched by her attentiveness and consideration, but also a little angry and helpless.

In the end, Uncle Qin could only shake his head and mutter to himself:

"Hey, this impatient woman, I was just thinking of telling you about the trivial things in the yard, but now you've disappeared before I can even finish my sentence. Really, is it because she's afraid of my nagging and is in a hurry to be reincarnated?"

As he spoke, an indulgent smile appeared on Uncle Qin's face involuntarily, as if this little dispute was also a warm daily routine unique to this old couple.

Helplessly, Uncle Qin sighed and slowly sat back on the slightly old wooden stool. Although there was a bit of helplessness on his face, his eyes revealed his anticipation for the upcoming meal.

He picked up the chopsticks and gently stirred the bowl of rice in meat broth. The aroma from the steaming soup made him feel a little better.

"You know what, this rice in meat broth is really delicious." Uncle Qin muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth rising unconsciously, as if even the dissatisfaction in his heart was temporarily diluted by the deliciousness.

He chewed slowly, savoring every bite of food, sometimes closing his eyes to enjoy it, sometimes nodding in praise, his satisfaction and pleasure beyond words.

After finishing his meal, Uncle Qin habitually picked up his lunch box, his eyes fell on the few drops of oil left at the bottom of the lunch box, and an idea came to his mind. He smiled slightly, as if he was quite proud of the "little action" he was about to perform.

So, Uncle Qin stood up and walked steadily to the hot water area in the cafeteria. He picked up a clean cup, carefully filled it with about one-third of hot water, then returned to his seat and slowly poured the hot water into the lunch box.

As he moved, the remaining grease and meaty aroma in the lunch box slowly dissolved in the water. He gently shook the lunch box to mix the water with a slight meaty smell evenly.

Then he raised the lunch box, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, with a satisfied expression on his face, as if that was not just a glass of water, but a kind of respect and cherishment for the food.