Chapter 169 — The Shy Shen Yushu
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
In fact, under the dim light on the villa's second floor, Shen Yushu's complexion wasn't all that obvious, and Wei Zhao hadn't paid it much attention. "All right, then I'll come by tomorrow and move the computer back."
Amid pointing fingers and whispered commentary, Tang Yun and Liu Xinsou walked out of the school. Tang Yun felt rather depressed, sensing countless pairs of eyes fixed on her back.
Wei Zhao — you'll be the death of me! Tang Yun thought.
"Yunyun, I'll head back first, then?" Though Liu Xinsou lived very close to Tang Yun, Tang Yun had to go help out at her mother's Ma Gaisi barbecue stall every evening, so the two never walked home together.
"Mm, then be careful on the way. Drop by and see Xiaofen when you can — her mood has been unstable these past few days. When I went to her place over the weekend, she wouldn't say a word." Tang Yun urged.
"All right, I'll go see her in a bit." Liu Xinsou nodded.
Tang Yun walked alone toward the snack street behind the school. Her mother was already lighting the fire, getting ready to barbecue. Tang Yun pouted and set the barbecue recipe Wei Zhao had given her down in front of the Ma Gaisi stall. "Here, the recipe."
"Oh? You've got the recipe already?" Mother Tang's face lit up at once, and she happily took the recipe. In truth, when Wei Zhao had mentioned it yesterday, Mother Tang hadn't been sure whether he would really give her a recipe — after all, he might simply have been talking, not to be taken seriously.
But she hadn't expected Tang Yun to actually bring it back today. That meant her barbecue stall's business was about to pick up. Mother Tang was naturally delighted. "Did you thank him?"
"I thanked him." Tang Yun pursed her lips. Thank him? Thank him for giving her a love letter? For letting the whole school know?
"You child — did you really thank him or not?" No one knows a daughter like her mother. One look at Tang Yun's expression and Mother Tang knew that nine times out of ten she hadn't thanked Wei Zhao at all. She shook her head helplessly.
Her daughter was good in every way, only her temper was a little proud, a little aloof. If she had been born into a wealthy family, that temper would have served her well; but in this family... Mother Tang sighed inwardly. When Tang Yun reached her age, she would understand the hardships of life.
Hadn't she herself once been as proud as her daughter? But life's bitterness had worn away her edges and made her worldly.
"I told you I thanked him, so I thanked him!" Tang Yun twisted her body awkwardly. "Mom, let me help you..."
"No need. We'll close up early today and go home to try this recipe. Any later and the spice shop will be closed, and I won't be able to buy the things on this list." As she spoke, Mother Tang began packing up the stall, ready to go home.
Tang Yun helped her mother somewhat helplessly. Why did her mother trust Wei Zhao so much? What if the thing was just a recipe he had scribbled off at random? Then it would come out tasting awful and waste the ingredients.
But seeing how utterly her mother believed in Wei Zhao's recipe, Tang Yun could only go along with her.
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