CHAPTER 46: CHAPTER 46: THAT KID GETS THINGS DONE

Ye Silai didn’t make any requests, just said: "Do whatever you think is best, sister."

Yu Xinyan thought for a moment, then started to work. In her past life, she had put a lot of effort into cooking to please those three ingrates, but it was all for naught, like lighting a candle for a blind man. All her efforts were wasted.

She directly made sautéed noodles, but since she couldn’t add chili peppers, she added a little pickled cabbage from the corner for better taste. Of course, the noodles weren’t pure white flour but mixed flour.

Then she prepared some millet porridge on the small stove for the little patient who had just recovered from a fever. With no other ingredients at hand, they had to make do with what they had.

When the meal was almost ready, Yu Xinyan realized she hadn’t seen the lunchbox: "Silai, where’s the lunchbox?"

Ye Silai then remembered that he had forgotten to bring the lunchbox back, looking remorseful: "I’ll go get it now."

Seeing his gloomy expression, she couldn’t help but chuckle: "It’s a waste of time to go back and forth. Why don’t you borrow one from the neighbors next door and return it in the afternoon?"

Ye Silai nodded and ran out.

The little guy was efficient; in no time, he returned with two lunchboxes, but one had a handle while the other didn’t.

She hadn’t eaten in the morning and was starving, so she scooped out some of the soup and set it aside, intending to cook the noodles again later because they wouldn’t taste as good if left too long.

She cooked enough for herself and Ye Silai: "Silai, come eat quickly. After we finish, I’ll cook new noodles for your uncle."

She set the bowls and asked: "Silai, do you know how to use chopsticks?"

Ye Silai nodded to her: "I do."

Yu Xinyan felt relieved, thinking: Luckily, the little guy can use chopsticks; otherwise, she would have to feed him.

Ye Silai looked at the food in front of him: "It smells so good."

Yu Xinyan didn’t think much of it, assuming the child was just speaking casually. However, after taking a bite, she also thought it tasted quite good and couldn’t help but marvel: In her past life, Lyu Juncheng’s three children frequently criticized the food, so she put in a lot of effort. Is this now a reward for reincarnation?

She patted her own face, reminding herself: Everything is in the past, forget those unpleasant memories, live this life doing what I want, and live freely.

Yu Xinyan quickly finished her meal: "Silai, eat slowly, no rush."

After saying that, she stood up, poured the soup back into the pot, and prepared to cook new noodles for He Jinxuan.

Once she served the noodles and prepared the millet porridge, Ye Silai also finished his meal and patted his belly with a smile: "It’s so delicious."

Yu Xinyan smiled: "I’m glad you enjoyed it."

She looked around, trying to find something to wrap the aluminum lunchbox but couldn’t find anything after looking for a while.

Ye Silai asked curiously: "What are you looking for, sister?"

Yu Xinyan pointed to the aluminum lunchbox: "I’m looking for a towel to wrap it, to prevent burns and keep it warm."

After hearing this, Ye Silai ran back to the room where they lived and found a brand-new towel from the cabinet: "Use this."

Yu Xinyan saw it hadn’t been used: "Where did it come from?"

Ye Silai scratched his head: "Uncle bought one for me and my brother before the New Year, but we only used one. I thought I’d keep this one for when the other gets worn out."

Yu Xinyan took it with a smile: "You’re smart."

She wrapped the lunchbox well, then took Ye Silai and went out.

As soon as they stepped out, someone from the neighboring courtyard asked: "Silai, are you going to deliver food?"