Two days later, after much hardship, she finally received Uncle Zhang’s reply letter. Yaya and she excitedly opened the letter.
"Uncle Zhang said Grandma is in good health and told us not to worry. He said she’s the restless type, helping make Fish Balls and chopping vegetables every day. Sometimes, she even washes the dishes. Initially, he didn’t want her to do so much, but Mrs. Zhang said that only by keeping busy could Grandma feel at home and peace. Moreover, they remembered the saying I once mentioned, ’life is about movement,’ so you just be at ease. With Uncle Zhang around, Grandma won’t be treated harshly."
Yaya looked at Xiao Yu with tear-filled eyes, "Sister, I miss Grandma so much. Wouldn’t it have been nice if she could have come to Beijing with us?"
"Foolish girl, old people live by the proverb ’fallen leaves return to their roots.’ She wouldn’t have left her hometown to come here, not to mention the long journey. Even by boat, it would take a month. Besides, if she really had come with us, she might never have been able to return. If you really want to go back, just wait a few more years. Once my brother is settled and our shop here can operate well without us, I will go back with you to our Port Town!"
"Really? Sister, are you serious?"
"What do you mean by ’serious’? That’s our home!"
Afterward, Xiao Yu continued reading the letter, "Great, Uncle Zhang said he has already sent people to the fishing village to collect dry goods. Once enough quantities are accumulated, he will send them to us in Beijing,"
"Won’t we have to pay shipping costs when we pick up the goods? Is it cost-effective?"
"Definitely cost-effective. Beijing isn’t near the sea. Where do they get these seafood if not transported from other provinces? So the cost of the seafood we buy already includes their costs. I had Uncle Zhang bring it from Port Town. It turns out to be just slightly more expensive, but the goods are carefully selected. We won’t be losing out."
With this understanding, it indeed aided the practical operation of their noodle shop.
One day in December, a tall man, about six feet, entered the noodle shop. He had a handsome face with dark skin and dimples that appeared when he smiled. Looking around without seeing the person he was supposed to meet, he wasn’t in a hurry and just ordered a bowl of oil-poured noodles and started eating leisurely.
While he was nearly done with his bowl of noodles, a slim figure hurriedly ran out from the kitchen. The tall man’s expression tightened, and he immediately looked her way. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel⦿fire.net
When her familiar face appeared in front of his eyes, he smiled, his dimpled smile growing larger and the excited sparkle in his eyes clearly visible.
Xiao Yu was originally going to tell Yaya to buy some yellow rice. But as she turned to enter the back kitchen, she suddenly felt someone staring at her.
Without thinking, she looked back. Ze’s blurred face unexpectedly appeared before her. She stopped in her tracks, stunned.
The siblings gazed at each other until the young man rose from his seat, walked over to her, and swept her into a hug.
Xiao Yu knew that her Ze had finally come back. She hugged his head, tears of joy wetting her words, "It’s so good, you’re finally back."
"Lucky Prince told me you were disguised as a man, otherwise, I might not have recognized you. Sister, you don’t look like a man at all; you’re too short, like a little winter gourd!" Ze whispered teasingly in her ear, provoking a punch on his head from Xiao Yu, "You talk too much."