Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

Su Wanqing decided not to sleep anymore. She took out her military water bottle and cloth bag, deliberately making some rustling sounds. "Xiuer, come on, have some watermelon juice. I made it myself, it's so sweet." She poured out a glass of bright red liquid, the cool sweetness subtly spreading. "And try these meatballs, they're crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, bursting with juice when you bite into them..."

She handed one to Chen Xiuer, then picked up a meatball herself and slowly broke it open. Instantly, an even richer aroma of meat mixed with the smoky scent of frying filled the air. Next, she took out a piece of honey-colored, glistening pork jerky, gently broke it open, and with a soft "crack," the sweet aroma of roasted sesame seeds and honey exploded, as if an invisible hand had delivered the fragrance directly to everyone's nose.

Chen Xiuer swallowed hard and started eating. It smelled so good! Especially late at night when it was almost time to go to sleep, this stuff was so delicious that it made her feel sleepy!

Feifei, who was already starving, lay on the edge of the bed with his eyes wide open, watching the two aunts below eating with relish. The tempting aroma wafted into his nose, and his mouth instantly watered.

"Mom! I want to eat! I want to eat meatballs! I want to drink sweet water!" He pounded on the bed in his anxiety.

Su Wanqing broke the meatball in half and offered it to the chubby boy. "You want some?"

The chubby boy swallowed hard, nodding frantically, "I want to eat! Auntie, give me a bite! Just one bite! And some watermelon juice too!"

Su Wanqing swallowed the meatball into her mouth with a "whoosh," chewed it contentedly, then tilted her head back and gulped down a mouthful of watermelon juice, letting out a pleasant sigh: "Mmm—so fragrant! So sweet! Too bad, I won't give you any."

The chubby boy: "..."

The next second, a deafening cry erupted, "Waaah!!!"

Su Wanqing remained calm and picked up another piece of pork jerky, waving it in front of Tiedan. "This one smells even better! It's coated with honey and sprinkled with sesame seeds. Want to try some?" She deliberately brought the jerky closer to herself, took a deep breath, and said, "Oh, too bad, I still won't give it to you."

"Waaaaahh ...

Grandma Tiedan, who was sleeping on the lower bunk next to her, quickly got up to comfort him: "My dear grandson, we won't eat her food! Eating bad people's food will give you a tummy ache! Don't cry, don't cry..."

The chubby boy wouldn't listen at all, and his cries grew even louder: "I want watermelon juice! I want meatballs! I want them! Waaaaahh ...

"Whose child is so unruly? Can't a person get any sleep?!"

"It's so noisy!"

"Where's the flight attendant? I'm going to file a complaint! Which company do this child's parents work for? I'm writing a letter to their factory complaining!"

Several hot-tempered middle-aged women stood up, carrying kettles of hot water, and shouted, "If you cry again! If you cry again, I'll really throw boiling water on you!"

Seeing that she had incurred everyone's wrath, the woman panicked and quickly leaned out, giving her son a few hard slaps on the bottom: "Cry, cry, cry! All you do is cry! People are deliberately trying to seduce you, can't you see? Close your eyes and go to sleep right now! If you howl again, I'll beat you to death! Didn't you hear me? People are going to complain to your workplace!"

Wang Caili was truly desperate and showed no mercy. Tie Dan received several solid slaps, finally suppressing his craving and grievances, sobbing and shrinking into a ball, no longer daring to cry out loudly.

It's said that a good beating will put a child to sleep quickly, and just a few minutes later, a heavy, even snoring sound came from the top bunk.

Chen Xiuer admired Su Wanqing immensely, secretly giving her a thumbs up and whispering, "Dr. Su, you really know how to do things."

Su Wanqing smiled slightly. Sometimes conflicts can't be resolved because they haven't escalated enough and haven't truly affected the interests of others. Once it becomes a matter of "public outrage," someone will naturally step in to help you.

The two shared a few pieces of dried meat and some watermelon juice, and soon fell asleep.

Su Wanqing slept exceptionally well that night—she had prepared cotton earplugs in advance, a world of difference compared to the agony of the hard-seat carriage. However, the thought of Zhou Yanshen still in the hard-seat carriage made her feel a little guilty, and she planned to invite him over for a proper breakfast the next morning.

The next morning, Su Wanqing woke up early. She put several baskets together between the bunks to make a small table, and set out salt-baked eggs, meatballs, roasted sweet potatoes, boiled eggs, corn and peanuts. She also made a bowl of sweet fermented rice and egg drop soup for everyone.

When she skillfully poured boiling water into the fermented rice wine in the iron lunchbox and cracked in a raw egg, the sweet aroma not only caught the attention of the quiet middle-aged man in the middle bunk, but even Wang Caili in the upper bunk couldn't help but crane her neck to take a look. She then pursed her lips, but couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes.

Chen Xiuer was so shocked she couldn't close her mouth: "We...we only ate this much for breakfast?" In all her life, she had never seen such a sumptuous meal, let alone breakfast, or even during the Lunar New Year.

After finishing her chores, Su Wanqing sat down and said naturally, "Well, I'll just have something simple for breakfast. I didn't have much of an appetite while traveling. I'll make something else for lunch."

Whatever you want to do?

Chen Xiuer was so shocked by those four words that she couldn't speak. Looking at the fragrant meatballs in her hand, she felt that she owed Dr. Su a debt she could never repay in this lifetime.

Zhou Yanshen and Uncle Ding also arrived at this time. The two were not surprised by this scene. They sat down and began to eat heartily. It was obvious that breakfast was of this standard on weekdays. In fact, the two of them did not eat meatballs much.

Why aren't you eating these delicious meatballs?

Su Wanqing handed Chen Xiuer a roasted sweet potato: "Try it, it was just roasted yesterday. Next time you go out, you should make some dried sweet potatoes, they'll be perfect as a snack on the road."

Chen Xiuer put down the doll, took a bite of sweet potato, then a bite of meatball, her mouth filled with fragrance; she then peeled open a salt-baked egg, the tiger-striped egg white and the soft yolk were far more delicious than ordinary boiled eggs.

Her eyes welled up with tears from eating.

The four were eating when the chubby boy on the upper bunk was awakened by the aroma. He rolled over and looked down, seeing the bright yellow eggs, the glistening meatballs, and the vibrant yellow egg drop soup… He immediately started wailing again, “Mom! I want their food! I want meatballs! I want those eggs! I want that soup!”

The woman was both anxious and angry: "Are you trying to kill me! If you cry again, I'll spank you! Come on, let's go to the cafeteria to buy some food! Their food isn't clean, who knows if we'll get diarrhea from eating it!"

"No! I want to eat meatballs! They also have sweet watermelon juice!" The chubby boy kicked his legs and cried incessantly, no matter how many times the woman hit him, it was no use.

The chubby boy was really hungry.

The woman, her head throbbing from the noise, reluctantly climbed down, forcing a smile as she pleaded, "Um... comrade, look, the child is really craving it. He's crying so pitifully. No matter what, adults can't argue with children, right? I see you have a lot of this stuff, can I pay for some so the child can have a taste?"