CHAPTER 1071: 1148: YING, XIAO HUI, IF YOU DON’T COME BACK SOON, I’M GOING TO STARVE TO DEATH!

At that time, she was preoccupied with borrowing books, and since the two of them were unfamiliar with each other, she didn’t feel comfortable asking for food. Besides, given Elder Sun’s chilly attitude back then, if she had dared to ask for food, she would have definitely been driven out by Elder Sun.

But times have changed, and now things are completely different—she even shared drinks with the old man last night.

Speaking of which, Dong Huiying has been at Dayuan for quite a while, but some things outside are at most just for novelty. To truly savor delicious food though, nothing beats what she prepares herself.

She missed Shujun.

Last year, she and Yue Ning were out gallivanting for the whole year, leaving poor Liang Xiaoer and Xiao San as unattended children.

Liang Xiaoer’s appetite was small and he never plumped up, while Xiao San: every time she was home, she’d fatten him up a bit; he secretly grew fatter, hiding all his meat. Yet, if he were to slim down even slightly, it would be particularly noticeable.

During the New Year, when she and Yue Ning returned home, Xiao San had lost a lot of weight. Hugging her desperately, he said, "Whine, Xiao Hui, if you don’t come back soon, I’ll starve to death!"

Clearly, these boys had long been spoiled by her, and she herself had become increasingly picky with food, often preferring to cook herself.

The real issue is that Dayuan’s culinary standards are too low, with the menu consisting of just a few repetitive dishes, and after a while, it becomes tiresome.

But Elder Sun though...

Dong Huiying covered her mouth, smiling slyly. Yi Ran glanced at her oddly, wondering what she was so happy about. Meanwhile, the Liang family brothers gazed at their wife with synchronized expressions, full of warmth and pampering.

To what extent?

It’s like if she wanted stars from the sky, even though they couldn’t fly, they’d build a ladder to help her fetch them.

"Let’s go!" Dong Huiying squeezed between Zhi Chen and Shu Yu, linking arms with them, and cheerfully walked forward. "Elder Sun, here we come!"

She smiled broadly, thinking to herself, arriving at the right time is better than arriving early; today she’s sure to enjoy a treat. Most importantly, her palate is satisfied, her tongue indulged, and she doesn’t have to lift a finger. How wonderful, how perfect is that?

Maybe after hanging out with Liang Xiaoer for so long, she’s discovered she’s become a bit lazy herself?

Upon hearing Dong Huiying’s voice, Elder Sun hurriedly came out holding a large ladle.

When he saw the Dong family wife and husband outside the courtyard, he sighed in relief, like setting down a heavy stone weighing on his heart.

"Please come in, Yi, my boy, pour some tea for Lady Xiao Dong and her companions. I’m still stewing a chicken in the pot, once it’s done, I’ll come over to entertain you." Elder Sun chuckled, looking amiable and kind-hearted, starkly contrasting his demeanor yesterday evening.

In Elder Sun’s courtyard, there’s a stone table; Dong Huiying pulled her two men to sit on the stone stools, feeling delighted. But Yi Ran was feeling aggrieved.

Why?

Clearly, he knew Elder Sun the longest, yet Elder Sun treated him like a little servant to boss around, while being courteous to the Dong family couple whom he’s barely seen. How could he not feel indignant?

But, he secretly glanced at Liang Zhichen sitting to Dong Huiying’s right and peeked at the clean cloth under his own seat—at Liang Shuyu, also sitting on Dong Huiying’s right, with his heavy aversion to dirt.

Yi Ran thought, dejectedly.

Alright, since in front of these two high-status gentlemen, he really has no confidence anyway, so pouring tea it is!