Chapter 65: Different Lives

Chapter 65 Different Lives

The next day, Su He got up early in the morning and went up the mountain to take out the durian saplings from her space.

Otherwise, carrying them like last time would've worn her out completely.

Looking at the thirty durian trees she had taken out, scattered haphazardly on the hillside, Su He had to admire her own cleverness.

This batch of durian saplings seemed even bigger than the previous ones—could these really be called saplings?

After arranging the durian saplings, Su He hurried back home.

The two kids hadn’t woken up yet, and she knew they’d throw a fit if they woke up to an empty house.

By the time she got home, Su He was already sweating buckets.

Opening the bedroom door, she saw the two children sleeping soundly and let out a relieved sigh.

They were truly angelic babies, hardly ever giving her any grief.

After changing her clothes, Su He got started on breakfast.

The noodles she had kneaded yesterday hadn’t been touched.

Su He simply pulled the noodles straight from her space, added assorted toppings, and waited until the aroma filled the air before killing the heat. Then she went to rouse the kids.

"Mommy," Zai Zai called out as he walked into the kitchen.

"Oh, you’re already up?" Su He turned around, delighted to see the two children.

"You guys are awesome, getting up and putting on your shoes by yourselves. Go brush your teeth and wash your faces, then come eat breakfast," she added.

Hearing his mother’s words, Zai Zai immediately went to grab his toothbrush.

Meanwhile, Niu Niu leaned in to see what delicious breakfast Mommy had made.

"Wow~ We’re having noodles today!" Niu Niu exclaimed excitedly, her sleepiness disappearing in an instant.

"Yes, go brush your teeth and wash your face, you little piggy."

Looking at her daughter’s messy hair, Su He thought she’d have to tie it up properly before heading up the mountain later.

After dividing up the noodles, the two kids finished brushing their teeth and washing their faces and came over.

"Wow~ Eggy!" Niu Niu pointed at the fried egg Su He had placed on top of the noodles.

"One for each of you. Eat slowly," Su He replied with a smile.

The two children sat down, happily eating their noodles and drinking milk, thinking life was pretty perfect.

After breakfast, Su He said to them, "Mommy is going up the mountain with your aunties to plant trees. You two go to Grandma’s house and play with big brother Zhuang Zhuang and the rest, okay?"

Not wanting to make things hard for his mom, Zai Zai immediately said, "Don’t worry, Mommy. I’ll look after little sis."

"Good, you’re both so amazing."

Su He was always quick with praise, believing in parenting through encouragement.

When she brought the kids to the Fu family, the aunties were all waiting for her. They had agreed the night before to gather at the Fu house and make their way up the mountain together.

"Mom, please look after Zai Zai and Niu Niu for me," Su He said with a smile to Wu Yanhua.

"No problem."

The kids watched Su He leave, reluctant to see her go, until she was out of sight.

Wu Yanhua could see how attached the two children were to Su He. She sighed to herself—after all, she’d let Ting Hua’s kids down.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t act so distant from her.

Wu Yanhua handed the candies she bought at the market yesterday to Zai Zai and Niu Niu, smiling warmly. "Zai Zai, Niu Niu, come on, Grandma’s got candy for you."

The two hesitated for a while but eventually took the candies, unwrapped them, and popped them in their mouths.

This candy didn’t taste as good as Mom’s.

That was Niu Niu’s first thought after tasting it.

But such an honest opinion definitely couldn’t be voiced in front of Grandma—what if it hurt her feelings?

Even at her young age, Niu Niu was already learning how to be polite.

"Zai Zai, Niu Niu, where’s Aunt Su?"

Zhuang Zhuang had just woken up and was excited to see Zai Zai and Niu Niu as soon as he got up.

"My mom went up the mountain with your mom and the others to plant trees," Zai Zai replied.

Zhuang Zhuang’s expression turned like he’d been struck by lightning, then shifted gloomy.

"Ah? So we can’t go to your house to play today again. I really miss her," Zhuang Zhuang sighed, mimicking an adult’s tone, which looked hilarious.

Hearing this, Zai Zai and Niu Niu were totally confused.

Wait, she’s our mom, right? Why does Zhuang Zhuang seem even more reluctant than us?

Wu Yanhua almost rolled her eyes into the back of her head. It wasn’t that he missed his aunt—he just liked going to her house because there was food, fun, and no one nagged him.

The other kids were waking up too. After washing up, Wu Yanhua had them sit on stools and set out the steamed buns for them to take themselves.

Zai Zai and Niu Niu just stared at the plain buns—that was it.

"Grandma, I need a drink!" Zhuang Zhuang shouted at Wu Yanhua after taking a bite of his bun.

Wu Yanhua was busy with other tasks and snapped back, "Get water from the bucket yourself!"

Without another word, Zhuang Zhuang got up, fetched a bowl from the cupboard, scooped water from the bucket, and chugged it noisily.

After drinking, he returned to his seat and continued eating his bun.

Ya Ya was munching on a bun too and noticed Zai Zai and Niu Niu weren’t eating. "How come you’re not eating?"

"Ya Ya, we ate at home already," Niu Niu replied.

Hearing this, Ya Ya didn’t press further and kept munching on her bun.

When Wu Yanhua came over, she saw all the other children eating obediently—only Zai Zai and Niu Niu sat wide-eyed, watching the others eat.

"Zai Zai, Niu Niu, why aren’t you eating the buns? Grandma made them fresh this morning—try one!" Wu Yanhua said with a smile.

She spoke in her gentlest voice, worried the kids might think badly of her, so she didn’t dare to shout at them like she did with Zhuang Zhuang and the others.

Zai Zai and Niu Niu looked at each other when they heard this. Then, Zai Zai picked up a steamed bun from the table, broke it in half, and handed one piece to his sister before saying to Grandma Wu Yanhua, "We ate breakfast before we came, but we’ll try a little of the steamed buns you made."

Wu Yanhua was touched by what Zai Zai said.

What he meant was that even though they weren’t hungry, they would still try the steamed buns because Grandma had worked hard to make them.

Such good, thoughtful kids—Su He really knew how to raise children.

At that moment, Wu Yanhua had to admit that Su He, being a city person, really knew how to raise kids.

She had heard that city people raised kids differently compared to rural ones. Just look at these two—they weren't like her other rowdy grandkids.

Under Wu Yanhua’s expectant gaze, the two children put the steamed buns into their mouths and began chewing.

Didn't taste good.

That was their first thought.

No wonder it didn't taste good. Most rural buns and steamed buns were made with coarse flour, which was more filling.

Besides, making fine flour was troublesome—it required laborious grinding on a stone mill to refine the rice, and even then, it wasn’t guaranteed to be very fine.

Su He’s flour was directly exchanged from her space—all fine flour, making food that tasted much better. So, it was no wonder the kids found it unpalatable.