Chapter 410 Burnt Rice Crust
"Good deeds don't come easy these days. How could my disabled arms and legs withstand being bent and twisted by you? Next time, I won't dare to tease you, my little aunt, anymore. Zhan Mengyan, you were too cruel. You said you only used 30% of your strength, but I saw you used 100% of your strength, and you almost used 120%, even using all your strength. My arms and legs are not only disabled, but also old. You almost broke them apart. Zhan Mengyan, how deep is your hatred for me?! Ouch..."
As Yundawen spoke, he rubbed his arm with his disabled hand, gritted his teeth.
"Meow, meow..." The little cat kept rubbing Yundawen's trouser legs with its head while calling, wandering around Yundawen, and gently scratching Yundawen's trouser legs with its claws.
"Little cat, are you particularly worried about my arms and legs? I'll move them around and they'll be fine in a little while. You must have a conscience. My concern for you is not in vain. You still know how to comfort me..."
While speaking, Yundawen squatted down and gently touched the little cat's head with his hand. The little cat began to gently scratch Yundawen's arm with its little paws, and then rubbed Yundawen's face with its little nose. This gentle action made Zhan Mengyan feel very warm.
Zhan Mengyan took the little cat from Yun Dawen's arms, and looking at the innocent face of the little cat, she felt much more relaxed.
"Little cat, I am your master too. You are worried about your second cousin's arm, but are you worried that my eyes will be blinded by his flashlight?"
As Zhan Mengyan spoke, she gently stroked the little cat curled up in her arms.
"Meow meow meow..." The little cat meowed and rubbed Zhan Mengyan's hand with its furry head, which made Zhan Mengyan feel very comfortable and relaxed, as if all the pressure was dissolved. She enjoyed the warmth and comfort brought by the little cat.
"Look, little cat said, I shone the flashlight on you, and you twisted my arm and hurt me, so we're even, little cat wants us to be reconciled... For little cat's sake, I forgive you for hurting me with your force... Here, this is the rice crust I left for you tonight, it's just the right softness and hardness, the more you chew it, the more delicious it becomes..."
As Yundawen spoke, he took out a ball of rice crust wrapped in newspaper from his arms.
"Okay, I'll forgive you for shining the flashlight in my eyes for the sake of the little cat. Don't do it again!"
While Zhan Mengyan was talking, she took the rice crust, broke off a piece and gave it to the little cat, then began to eat it with relish.
"It's really good. The rice crust is much more delicious than the sorghum rice crust. Fine grains are fine grains and are better than coarse grains. Second cousin, your cooking skills are getting better and better. The more you chew this rice crust, the more delicious it tastes! It's also sticky and sweet, it's really delicious! I remember the first time you gave me the sorghum rice crust, it was burnt and tasted very bitter."
As Zhan Mengyan spoke, she savored the rice crust carefully.
"I remember that time when I almost turned half a pot of sorghum rice into rice crusts. I threw away the particularly burnt rice crusts, and my father found out. He scolded me and said that I was the 'prodigal son' of the Lao Yun family! The ones I left for you were considered good. My father rolled the burnt rice crusts into flour and dissolved them with boiling water every day. He drank it as porridge, saying that it could nourish the stomach. I also took a sip, and it was too bitter and hard to drink! I really admire how my father swallowed it..."
As Yundawen spoke, he stuck out his tongue, frowned, and fanned his mouth with his hands, as if to drive away the bitter taste that remained on his tongue.
"Yes, I also heard from my mother that eating burnt sorghum rice can cure stomach problems. In the past, stomach medicine was hard to buy, so people who had stomachache medicine would burn the sorghum rice, grind it into flour and drink it. So I didn't waste any of the burnt sorghum rice crust you gave me that time. I chewed it carefully bit by bit and swallowed it slowly. I ate it for several days, but the crust was not only bitter, but also a little too hard. It was really hard on my teeth to eat...haha..."