Bau Suyun sat there without moving her chopsticks.

She stared at the meat-and-noodle soup in front of her, a little lost in thought.

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In the wide, open bowl, the noodles were neatly lined up.

One spoonful of peanuts, one spoonful of soy milk.

A few blanched baby greens.

A few strands of five-spice pork.

Then, pour the rich broth seasoned with lard and chopped scallions over it.

Such a bowl of meat floss noodles in front of you, this temptation is really hard to resist.

Yang Ruqing clearly heard Bao Suyun secretly swallowing her saliva.

But she never moved her chopsticks.

He looked absent-mindedly, his eyes occasionally darting towards the doorway at the back of the shop.

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Yang Ruqing knew she was definitely looking at her sister-in-law and nephew.

Leaving the chopsticks untouched, is he trying to save the sliced meat noodles for his nephew?

At the table, Yang Huaizhou's eyes never left Bao Suyun.

"Miss Bao, why aren't you eating? The taste isn't as good once it gets cold!" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Yang Huazhou mustered his courage and finally took the initiative to say something to Bao Suyun.

Bao Suyun was still craning her neck to look towards the opening of the room, her mind not at all on the table.

There was no response to the natural concern for Yang Huazhou.

Yang Huazhou was beet red and a little embarrassed.

Yang Ruqing's face was a little pale. Dayan also frowned slightly. Let me know if you have more text you'd like me to translate! ?

The gossipmonger realized something, and the hand holding her chopsticks paused involuntarily.

She gently nudged Bao Suyun's arm with her elbow.

Bao Suyun only then came to her senses, “Aunt…

"Suyun, Lao Wu just asked you a question."

"Huh?" Bao Suyun looked at Yang Huazhou, her face full of bewilderment.

"Lao Wu Yang, what did you just ask me? I'm sorry. I, I didn't hear..."

She looked down, nervously, like someone who had done something wrong.

That frail and helpless look immediately made Yang Huazhou's blood surge, and all his worries and hesitations vanished.

"It's nothing, nothing. I just wanted to remind you to eat quickly. I told the waiter to put some pork lard in this shredded meat noodles. It tastes even better when it's hot!"

Yang Huazhou said.

Bao Suyun nodded slightly, then picked up her chopsticks.

It seemed only now that she noticed Yang Huazhou was not eating. Bao Suyun said, "I can't eat this much, I'll give you some."

Yang Huazhou shook his head quickly, "I've already eaten corn cakes, I'm not hungry at all! Bao girl, you hurry up and eat!"

"Well, let me tell you two, just don't be so formal with each other!"

The gossip monger was full after her meal and drink, belching contentedly.

“People get to know each other after a first and second encounter. From now on, call him Lao Wu, and Lao Wu, you should call her Su Yun. With girls coming and going, it sounds so unfamiliar!”

"Hey!" Yang Huazhou grinned sheepishly and nodded vigorously.

Bao Suyun also had no objections, blushing and burying her head to eat noodles.

Eating little by little, it looks very polite.

There wasn't much sound when chewing.

Yang Ruqing secretly observed, nodding in her heart.

From what we can see so far, Bao Suyun seems quite a match for Fifth Uncle.

Soon, Yang Ruqing and Da An both finished their bowls of noodles, wiped their mouths clean, and drank the tea the waiter had refilled.

Over there, behind the shop, Bao Suyun's sister-in-law finally came back with her nephew.

"Dabao'er!"

Bao Suyun hurriedly put down her chopsticks, got up and quickly hurried towards Dabao's side.

"Sister-in-law, why did it take you so long? Did you quiet Big Treasure?"

She took the eldest child from her sister-in-law's arms and asked, a little anxiously.

Then the sister-in-law said, "He peed a little, so I took advantage of it to pee too."

Bao Suyun stopped speaking, holding Da Bao and turned back to the table.

"Dabao'er, Auntie will feed you some shredded meat noodles, okay?"

"Great!"

Then, Bao Suyun picked up her chopsticks and nonchalantly started feeding the child meat shreds.

That's when Yang Ruqing realized, Bao Suyun's bowl was almost untouched.

Watching her feed Dabao, she was both skillful and gentle.

Even his gaze was as soft as ripples on water.

Yang Ruqing couldn't help but think back to when she first crossed over, waking up and having her first midday meal.

At that time, Mother Sun came over with a bowl and sat by the bedside, gently feeding me just like this...

Yang Ruqing's mind went blank.

Looking at Bao Suyun and Da Bao'er, he had a suspicious look in his eyes.

...Are they really just aunt and niece?

She was startled by her own absurd thought.

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The fortune teller glanced at the people from Lao Yang's family, seeming to find something amiss. She then winked at her niece.

Bao's sister-in-law hurried over and smiled, "Da Bao, your mother just fed you wontons and meat buns. Why are you still eating noodles here with your aunt?"

Dabao didn't make a sound, his little mouth wide open like a bird, as he accepted the slivers of meat that Bao Suyun fed him.

Bao Suyun, while feeding Dabaoer, said to her sister-in-law, "Dabaoer has been clamoring for meat-shredded noodles at home for a long time. Sister-in-law, let me feed him a few more bites!"

Unable to dissuade them, Aunt Bao could only smile dryly and explain to Yang Huazhou and Yang Ruqing.

"My eldest daughter was just born, and it's her aunt who is taking care of her. She's closer to her aunt than she is to me!"

Yang Ruqing smiled faintly.

Yang Huazhou, however, stared intently at Bao Suyun with burning eyes.

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At last, the eldest son was fed. Everyone exchanged a few casual pleasantries, and then the Bao family stood up to leave.

Aunt Bao was holding Dabao in front, followed by Bao Suyun and Zhou's matchmaker.

At this time, the guy brought over a steamed bun wrapped in oiled paper.

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Yang Huazhou took it and handed it directly to Bao Suyun.

"Suoyun, there are eight buns in here. Some have meat and some have black sesame filling. Take them home."

“Old Five, you treated us to pork noodle soup, but I can’t accept this steamed bun!”

A flicker of emotion crossed Bao Suyun's eyes.

She shook her head and pushed the steamed bun back to Yang Huazhou.

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Yang Huazhou said, "You take it, Dabao will definitely love to eat it!"

...DaBaoer...

Upon hearing this, Bao Suyun's expression softened.

She gratefully glanced at Yang Huazhou, lightly nodded her head, and accepted the steamed bun: "Fifth brother, I thank you on behalf of Da Bao'er."

"Heh, nothing much!"

Yang Huazhou grinned sheepishly, scratched his head, and walked out of the shop to wave goodbye to them.

Not until he could no longer see any figures did he turn back and return to his shop.

In the teahouse, Yang Ruqing and Dayan were still sitting there drinking tea, the siblings whispering about something.

Yang Huazhou sat back down, still with a smile on his face, looking utterly content and happy.

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"Qing'er, Dangan, what do you think of Miss Bao?"

He looked intently at Yang Ruohong and her younger brother.

The brother and sister looked at each other. "I'll go first," said Da An.

“Alright, one by one. Uncle has time to listen to you all!” Yang Huazhou said.

Dagan pondered for a moment, as if organizing his words.

"She looks gentle and kind, very approachable! She probably isn't the type who is fiery and difficult to get along with!"

D'Aguilar Street.

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Yang Huazhou nodded: "I think so too. Da An, you continue."