Bai Naihan couldn’t help but laugh on the side, picking up a piece of green vegetable and putting it in An’an’s bowl, praising, “An’an is really clean now, clean looks good.”
The little guy finally smiled happily, but when he saw the green vegetables in his bowl, his face drooped again.
Evidently, the child didn’t like eating vegetables, but he didn’t say anything and obediently put the vegetables into his mouth.
Capitalizing on the opportunity, Yun Qinghuan remarked on the side, “An’an, you must wash your hands before eating. Otherwise, if your hands are too dirty, little invisible bugs might grow, and then you’ll eat them into your belly. Eventually, your stomach will ache.”
She even exaggeratedly made a painful expression, utilizing her skills as a former movie star. This scared Bai Jin’an.
His face turned somewhat pale, his mouth forming an “O.” Suddenly, he wondered if the occasional stomachaches he had these days were caused by real bugs in his stomach.
Then, he recalled his little buddy, Wa Dan, who had a stomachache last time, and his grandma took him to deworm. She said there were worms inside his stomach.
At first, An’an didn’t believe it—how could bugs get into his stomach? However, shortly after taking the medicine, Wa Dan started pooping, and there was a wriggling white worm…
Thinking of all this, An’an’s face turned pale, and he quickly covered his stomach in fear.
Seeing him so frightened, Yun Qinghuan instantly felt remorse. After all, the child was still young; what did he understand? Was it not too much to scare him like this?
However, she quickly justified herself, thinking that only by doing so would An’an remember to be clean in the future. “Don’t worry, as long as you love cleanliness and hygiene in the future, you won’t grow little bugs.”
An’an nodded solemnly. To avoid having scary bugs in the future, he would definitely wash his hands well!
Bai Naihan watched the interaction between the mother and son on the side, and a smile couldn’t help but appear on his lips.
Liu Yuzhi smiled as well. The past few days had been gloomy due to the unexpected incident with her eldest son, Bai Wensong. The family hadn’t sat down together for a proper meal in a long time.
Moreover, An’an had sensed that something was wrong with his dad. He wasn’t as lively as usual, and in these days, his personality had become more cautious, fearing that he might cause trouble.
But An’an was still young; he shouldn’t be troubled by such matters.
Liu Yuzhi handed a steamed bun to Yun Qinghuan.
The steamed bun was dark and felt a bit hard; it was made of coarse grains, and even contained wheat bran removed during the milling of wheat flour.
Yun Qinghuan took it, looking at the steamed bun with a somewhat stiff expression. Could it be that she had to eat this today?
Although she was really hungry, she found it difficult to swallow this steamed bun.
Even in her difficult times in her previous life, she at least had normal white flour flatbreads.
But she observed Bai Naihan and her mother-in-law naturally accepting the steamed bun, taking a bite, and then proceeding to pick up vegetables.
Even little An’an, this radish-like kid, naturally took half of the steamed bun from Liu Yuzhi and took a bite.
Knowing from the memories of the original host that this was how people in the countryside mostly ate, considering the white flour flatbreads she used to eat were made with enriched flour and not many families could afford them in this era.
Seeing this, Yun Qinghuan lowered her head and tentatively took a bite.
There was no reason others could eat it while she couldn’t. She had overcome much hardship in the past; what was a little bitterness now?
In this way, she tried to build herself up psychologically, but after taking a bite of the steamed bun, her brows furrowed. It was tasteless and exceptionally hard, challenging to chew. She managed to chew it into pieces and swallowed it down, feeling a sore throat.
Closing her eyes slightly, she quickly went to pick up some vegetables, which were also bland, tasting like boiled water.
Eating this meal, she felt like her stomach wasn’t hungry anymore.
She thought she concealed her distaste well, but both Liu Yuzhi and Bai Naihan noticed.
Seeing her struggling with the meal, Liu Yuzhi couldn’t help but smile. “Qinghuan, if you really don’t want to eat, you don’t have to.”
Yun Qinghuan paused and subconsciously looked at the steamed bun she had bitten into, feeling a bit embarrassed. “But, I’ve already taken a bite…”
She genuinely didn’t want to force herself to eat.
Liu Yuzhi naturally took the bitten steamed bun from her hand and handed it to Bai Naihan. “It’s okay, Naihan can eat. He’s big and needs more.”
“How can I let Naihan eat what I’ve left?” Yun Qinghuan, seeing the man accepting it without resistance, almost couldn’t resist snatching it back.
Seeing the man’s indifferent face and even smiling at her, Yun Qinghuan just wanted to punch herself. If she had known, she would have endured the taste and eaten it without embarrassment.
Although Yun Qinghuan was Bai Naihan’s sister-in-law, she got married to Bai Wensong when she was only sixteen. Despite the child being three years old, the original host was only twenty years old, still an inexperienced young girl in modern times.
As for Bai Naihan, he was already 25 years old this year, several years older than the original host.
As for Yun Qinghuan herself, during modern times, she was the youngest Best Actress, not even thirty yet. In her usual life, she would only engage in intimate actions with male actors during filming. Still, in her daily life, she preferred to keep a distance from men. Therefore, no man had ever eaten something she had bitten outside of acting.
Feeling awkward, she wanted to pick at her fingers, and indeed, she did so.
Liu Yuzhi laughed, “What’s the big deal? We country folks don’t care about these things.”
In this day and age, having enough to eat is already a luxury; who cares about who ate it?
Tonight, when preparing dinner, the rice bin and flour bin were almost empty. Although her daughter-in-law gave her twenty yuan, it wasn’t realistic for her to go buy food now. Liu Yuzhi exchanged two eggs for some flour and rice from Aunt Chen next door.
However, the exchange wasn’t much, and there was definitely too little steamed buns. Liu Yuzhi added a lot of coarse grains to it, as she was used to eating them and didn’t see any issue.
However, her daughter-in-law, coming from the city, had never eaten steamed buns that were so hard and made the throat sore.
Liu Yuzhi stood up and went to the kitchen. “I know you’re not used to it. I deliberately put two sweet potatoes in the stove to bake. They should be ready now. I’ll get them for you.”
Yun Qinghuan felt a bit embarrassed. Was this a special treatment for her? But when it came to roasted sweet potatoes, she involuntarily salivated and felt exceptionally hungry.
From the original host’s memories, Liu Yuzhi did indeed often give her special treatment, and even Bai Jin’an, the grandson, didn’t get the same treatment.
The Bai family did treat the original host very well.
No wonder the original host was initially unwilling when she got married, but later on, she got along more like a family with the Bai family.
On the table, there was a simple plate of stir-fried vegetables and another plate of salted green beans pickled by Liu Yuzhi. She added chili and stir-fried them. Although not much oil was used, the taste was quite good. Yun Qinghuan waited and took a bite while glancing at the entrance of the living room.
That figure looked even more like a child than An’an.
Bai Naihan ate the steamed bun in his hand and looked up at her several times. His gaze was subtle, and Yun Qinghuan didn’t notice it.
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