Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 1230 - 387: Joy Pulse, The Bloody Incident Caused by Stinky Tofu_3

Chapter 1230: Chapter 387: Joy Pulse, The Bloody Incident Caused by Stinky Tofu_3

Everyone couldn’t help but stifle a chuckle, yet they were touched by Shallow White’s words. Their gazes fell upon Zhenzhen all at once, somewhat surprised that a child could articulate such profound philosophies that even many adults might not fully grasp.

"No, it wasn’t me who said that; don’t look at me like that," Zhenzhen hurriedly shook his head, decisively passing the buck to Mo Yan, who was sipping osmanthus tea: "It was big sister; it was big sister who said it. I thought it made sense, so I remembered it."

Mo Yan glanced at Zhenzhen and smiled at everyone, "That was just something I said offhand; I’ve forgotten when I said it."

"Though the words are simple and straightforward, the principle is indeed sound," Han Zhiyun remarked thoughtfully. He was the youngest in his family and had been extremely pampered since childhood. Even at an age suitable for marriage, he still idled away his time in frivolous pursuits.

Later on, a family that often played with him ran into trouble; the father was beheaded, and their entire house was confiscated. Overnight, that person fell from the heights of power into the depths of hell. Unable to bear the disparity, he ended up hanging himself on the gate of the confiscated house, leaving behind a widow and orphans in utter misery.

This incident struck Han Zhiyun profoundly. At the time, he thought that if the man had experienced hardship, he wouldn’t have been so fragile and would have rallied even without the means to support himself, choosing to face life rather than escape through death, further burdening his family with immense sorrow.

From then on, Han Zhiyun seemed to become a different person, throwing himself into his studies with renewed vigor. His mind was sharp, and his family provided a conducive environment for learning. In just a few years, he successfully passed the Scholar examination. He later devoted himself to studying at the Changshan Academy and, after five or six years, also successfully passed the Jin Shi exam.

In this journey, Han Zhiyun had faced difficulties and contemplated giving up, but it was his strong will that consistently repelled the temptations of a frivolous life, leading to his present achievements. Had he not been determined to earn a government position by his own merits after passing the Jin Shi examination, his background and status as a Scholar would have easily secured him an official position in Jing City.

Seeing their father endorse these sentiments, the youngest son of the Han Family was suddenly energized, "Dad, does this mean you agree to let us go have fun?"

Patting his youngest son on the head, Han Zhiyun scolded with a smile, "With you putting it that way, how could Dad dare to stop you?"

"Oh, Dad, you’re the best; Tuntun loves you the most," Tuntun, the Han Family’s youngest son, cried out and flung himself into his father’s arms, cheerfully claiming the childhood nickname he hadn’t been fond of before.

Once the lantern festival officially began, Qu Shui Riverside was lit up by thousands of lanterns, as if it were daylight. Both sides of the river were bustling with people coming and going, a constant stream of visitors. Some gathered to guess riddles on the lanterns, some came just to appreciate the lanterns, and others for the various snacks.

Mo Yan and her group did a bit of everything, guessing riddles, admiring the lanterns, while the children held various snacks in their hands, exchanging them and enjoying their feast.

In a quiet corner, Mo Yan held a large bamboo bowl lined with oil paper, using two slender bamboo sticks to pick up stinky, spicy deep-fried stinky tofu, delighting in the pungent treat.

Deep-fried spicy stinky tofu was Mo Yan’s favorite snack in her previous life. In pursuit of accumulating good deeds, she would often travel through the nooks of different cities, tasting the local stinky tofu wherever she went. As long as it was delicious, she could eat a whole big bowlful.

However, several years into this world, she had not come across a stall selling deep-fried stinky tofu, making this her first taste in a long while.

She had tried to make it herself before, but unfortunately, the taste was nothing like what she had eaten before, suitable only as a side dish with meals. Now that she found someone’s stinky tofu reminiscent of the flavor she remembered from her past life, how could she let this opportunity slip by?

There she was, wandering alone with Xiao Ruiyuan, and under his peculiar gaze, she bought a portion meant for three people and devoured more than half of it in less than fifteen minutes.

As Mo Yan was about to finish off the last piece of stinky tofu, she caught Xiao Ruiyuan out of the corner of her eye turning his head away, his brow furrowed enough to trap a mosquito, clearly showing his distaste for the smell of stinky tofu.

"Bro Xiao, this stinky tofu is really delicious, you’re not going to try some?" Mo Yan teased, holding the stinky tofu with a bamboo stick and purposely stretching up on her tiptoes to bring it to Xiao Ruiyuan’s mouth.

Xiao Ruiyuan instinctively held his breath and shook his head awkwardly, "You eat it, if it’s not enough I’ll buy you another serving." As he spoke, he stepped back, trying to escape the "dangerous" spot.

But Mo Yan stepped forward, stubbornly blocking Xiao Ruiyuan’s path, and continued to push the stinky tofu towards his mouth, "I can’t eat anymore, it’d be a waste to throw it away, or is it that Bro Xiao is reluctant to open his mouth because this is my leftover?"

By the end of her sentence, her tone had become sullen, as if she was on the verge of tears if Xiao Ruiyuan said "yes."

Xiao Ruiyuan looked expressionlessly at the playful woman in front of him, his lips barely twitching. He was curious whether he had been too indulgent with this girl, allowing her the audacity to tease him? Yet even knowing her demeanor was feigned, he couldn’t bear to scold her.

Feeling self-conscious under Xiao Ruiyuan’s intense gaze, Mo Yan offered an awkward smile and was about to retract her hand when suddenly a warm, dry palm grasped her wrist, and then the piece of stinky tofu on the bamboo stick disappeared.

The unique flavor rapidly filled his mouth, nearly causing Xiao Ruiyuan to spit it out. He frowned, almost swallowing the stinky tofu without chewing, desperate to find some water to wash down the lingering taste.

Mo Yan watched as Xiao Ruiyuan swallowed the stinky tofu, watched as he fought back the urge to vomit, and though she intended to say some kind words of comfort, her mind short-circuited, and she blurted out an utterly repulsive comment, "I heard stinky tofu gets its smell from soaking in sewage!"

Xiao Ruiyuan felt a churning in his stomach, his cold features twisting in an instant. He clenched his fists, suddenly feeling an impulse to crack open this girl’s head and see just what was inside it.

Mo Yan, intimidated by Xiao Ruiyuan’s fierce expression, quickly stepped back, offering an obsequious explanation, "Just kidding, the stinky tofu isn’t like what you’re imagining, look, I ate a big bowl of it!"

Xiao Ruiyuan remained silent, clearly angry and unwilling to speak.

Scratching her head, Mo Yan didn’t know what to do. If someone had made such a disgusting remark while she was eating, she would’ve chased them down the street and given them a good thrashing.

Even more so, this man was trying stinky tofu for the first time, already couldn’t stand the smell, and here she was, making such revolting comments, it was already very forgiving of him not to lash out at her.

Just as Mo Yan was racking her brains for a way to coax him, the man finally spoke, but his words made Mo Yan flush with shame, "Give me a kiss, and I’ll let it go."

On the wide road more than ten meters away, there was a constant stream of people. Although their spot was hidden and the light was dim, as long as no one was paying close attention, they were unlikely to be noticed. But Mo Yan still felt a strange sense of embarrassment.

Seeing Mo Yan’s difficulty, Xiao Ruiyuan’s lips curved into a mischievous smile. Clearly, he was seeking "revenge," wanting Mo Yan to learn her lesson.

Mo Yan, seeing the man’s unyielding stance, silently labeled him "petty," and eventually mustered the courage, with closed eyes, on tiptoes, to grab the man’s collar and pull down his neck, then her lips crashed heavily onto his.

It was purely Mo Yan’s miscalculation, too forceful!

When the two parted, gasping for air, their lips were oozing blood, swelling up visibly at an alarming rate, a truly ghastly sight!

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