Age: My Small World

"Okay, okay, let's eat."

Jiang Xueying spoke out.

"Stingy." Wei Wen curled her lips and lowered her head to eat.

Yang Jun was at a loss for words. What was so stingy about this?

After Wei Wen redirected the conversation, the atmosphere at the table became much more relaxed.

After the meal, Jiang Xueying took out her ticket and handed it to Yang Jun.

Seeing this, Wei Wen had no choice but to follow along.

Three people ate three pounds of meat, which sounds like a lot, but it’s actually not much.

After leaving the restaurant, Yang Jun immediately winked at Wei Wen.

She curled her lips immediately, but quickly found an excuse to go back to the dormitory.

After she left, Jiang Xueying immediately smiled and said, "What's the matter that requires you to send Wenwen away?"

Yang Jun gently held her hand and said, "Of course it's between us. She's just a burden."

Jiang Xueying immediately glanced around: "Be careful not to be seen by others."

"Who would go out shopping with such heavy snow?"

As soon as Yang Jun finished speaking, he saw a group of children running away in the snow.

"Puchi!" Jiang Xueying burst into laughter.

"Look, you can't be too confident about this."

"Just a bunch of kids." Yang Jun curled his lips.

As they walked along the road, he hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'm serious about what I just said. I'll treat your dad to a meal one day, and then I'll ask him for you if he has anything to ask."

Jiang Xueying shook her head and said, "Comrade Jiang Ying is very stubborn. I'm afraid you two will start arguing."

She turned to look at Yang Jun again: "Besides, in what capacity are you inviting him to dinner? What will you do if he asks about it?"

Yang Jun was speechless. He had never considered that Jiang Ying would ask about his relationship with Jiang Xueying.

But all this was obviously out in the open. After all, he dared to treat people to a meal, so how could Jiang Ying not understand?
If he is really asked about it, how will Yang Jun answer?
He said almost without hesitation: "I will tell the truth."

Jiang Xueying's figure suddenly swayed, and then she turned her head and glared at him, "What about your little Yu'er? My dad won't show you any mercy when the time comes."

"We'll talk about the future later. The most important thing for us is to live well in the present."

"I think you're running out of excuses."

Although Jiang Xueying said this, she hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Okay, then you catch him next time he comes to school."

Yang Jun immediately laughed and said, "Why do you say that as if I'm going to arrest my father-in-law and send him to a labor camp?"

"Who is your father-in-law? Don't talk nonsense." The girl was annoyed again, but she was clearly not angry.

After the two made a plan, Yang Jun sent the girl back.

Finally, watching her back as she went upstairs, he couldn't help but remain silent for a long time. After all, the main purpose of his coming here this time was to tell her about marriage, but in the end he still couldn't open the mouth.

The plan was put on hold for the time being because it was the weekend and Yang Jun had to go find Wei Ran first.

They had a dinner planned for Saturday, and if he stood Wei Ran up, Yang Jun didn't know how angry she would be.

When we arrived at Sishui Hutong, a girl with a sweet smile was already waiting there.

Because it had just snowed, she was wearing a striped floral cotton coat and a knitted scarf around her neck. It was bright red and looked festive.

Wearing a cotton-padded jacket, Wei Ran's charm was not diminished at all, and he was still as carefree and unrestrained as ever.

Her oval face was slightly longer, making her look even thinner. Her snow-white neck was hidden, leaving only her jet-black hair. Snowflakes fell on it, gradually piling up into a white cloud. "Why are you standing here? Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Yang Jun stepped forward and helped her wipe off the snowflakes, revealing two beautiful braids.

"Okay, okay, let's go. I'll take you to eat something delicious today." Wei Ran revealed her old nature. She was a very strong-willed person.

To Yang Jun's surprise, Wei Ran did not take him to a state-owned restaurant, but instead walked towards an alley.

"You don't know, the last time I walked past here I smelled a fragrance, and then I found my way here. Guess what's inside."

Wei Ran pretended to be mysterious.

Yang Jun had actually used his perception to confirm whether it was safe, and of course he knew what was inside, but he just played dumb and said, "I haven't even been here, how can I guess?"

"Silly boy, didn't I say I came in by smelling the food? Of course this is a place to eat."

As he spoke, Wei Ran knocked on a door.

This is not a restaurant, but more like a home.

"They made the meal secretly, so don't tell anyone."

The door opened, revealing two figures.

An old man and an old woman looked at the two of them somewhat stiffly.

"It's you, little girl."

The moment she saw the girl, the aunt breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, Auntie, I brought my partner here for dinner."

Yang Jun nodded politely, and received a nod in response from the other two.

Several people came to the yard tacitly.

The space here is not big and can only accommodate two tables.

But the aroma of the food inside is quite strong.

"Girl, what do you want to eat today?"

The aunt asked, and the uncle put on his apron again and went into the small kitchen.

"Just fry up whatever you have. Just fry up two meat dishes, one vegetable dish, and make a soup."

Three dishes and one soup are the basic requirements for inviting guests. Some people almost just invite two dishes, which is enough.

"Okay, I'll make you some delicious wild boar meat from the fresh wild boar we just delivered today."

It turned out that the uncle and aunt had relatives who were on the patrol team at the foot of the mountain to the west. They would occasionally encounter wild boars or other wild animals. The team wanted to sell them but couldn't find a channel and was worried about being reported. They felt it was a waste if the team members shared and ate them, so they simply sent them to the uncle and aunt. They also happened to open a small restaurant to process pork and other things, and split the profits in half.

On weekdays, the couple only dared to do business with people they knew. After all, they didn’t have a license, and if they were reported, they would have to go to labor camp.

Last time, Wei Ran happened to find her, and after much pestering, my aunt finally gave in, so today we have two more regular customers.

After a short while, a dish of fresh fried pork belly was served.

It is served with two steamed buns made of two-grain flour.

"Girls, eat first, the food will be here soon."

"Okay, Auntie, you guys just go ahead and do your work, don't worry about it."

Wei Ran said, then turned back to Yang Jun and said with a smile: "Come and try it, the master's cooking skills are really good. Auntie said that the master used to come from the palace, and his master even cooked for the emperor."

Yang Jun raised his eyebrows when he heard this. Did he meet the successor of the imperial chef in the palace?
This is not uncommon, because there are many people working in the imperial kitchen in the palace, and they have to pick up this skill when they are out of work.

Later, the streets were filled with people who were descendants of the imperial chef, but that was too fake. (End of this chapter)