Chapter 201 - 201 Snack Street
After Rebirth, Mrs. He Dotes On Her Husband
201 Snack Street
âOf course, it is. Your eldest brother would never force you to do something you didnât like. Remember, he allowed your second brother to pursue what he wants. The reason he chose you is because you like it,â Chen Weiâer said very seriously.
The knot in his heart for many years had been untied at this moment.
He Xun felt that a big stone that had been blocking his heart had been removed.
Because the two of them had danced, Chen Weiâerâs meal had already been digested.
The two of them were ready to go home, but on the way back, they passed by a busy street.
Chen Weiâer looked through the car window and saw the night market stall filled with smoke and heat.
She suddenly felt hungry again.
âStop the car!â Chen Weiâer patted the seat, and the driver quickly stopped the car on the side of the road.
âHusband! Shall we go down and take a look?â Chen Weiâer excitedly shook her husbandâs arm.
When she was in university, there was also a food street at the back gate of the school. At that time, her favorite thing was to drag her classmates to eat and drink.
It was as if only good food was the happiest thing.
âYouâre not full?â He Xun rubbed the space between his eyebrows. He had never eaten at such an open-air stall before. He always felt that it was unsanitary, and he didnât know why his wife looked like she couldnât be dissuaded.
âWe just finished dancing. I already digested that little bit of food!â Chen Weiâer pulled He Xun out of the car.
He Xun could only helplessly follow her to the food stall.
It was close to midnight, but the busy street was still full of people.
The sound of peddling, talking, and drinking was endless.
The place was full of smoke and heat.
Chen Weiâer wasnât afraid that the smoke would cling to her clothes, so she pulled He Xun into one of the stalls.
All she could think about was the variety of food and drinks she could choose fromâpearl milk tea, crayfish, stinky tofu, cold noodles, fried rice cake, spicy mix, grilled squid, stir-fried rice noodles.
When they were at a high-end place like Jin Zhao, Chen Weiâer felt as if she was stepping on the clouds.
But now, she felt that she was standing on the ground, back in the mortal world.
On a summer night, nothing could be more healing than the supper at the snack stalls.
The sour plum soup made Chen Weiâer lick the corner of her mouth. Thinking about it now, she almost couldnât help but drool.
He Xun found her helpless look funny.
Those who didnât know would think that he hadnât given her food.
In fact, she had only eaten a few million yuan worth of seafood from the highest-class restaurant.
Now, his wife was drooling in front of a food stall that cost more than ten yuan.
âBoss, give me two servings of crayfish, one spicy and one garlic!â
âBoss, Iâd like an egg pancake with apricot mushroom sausage and spicy strips! And two more baked gluten and one serving of baked cold noodles, sweet and sour.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âBoss, Iâd like five crispy pork rolls with golden mushrooms, five mutton skewers, five pork skin skewers, a handful of bean skin, sweet and sour bean skin, and a grilled squid and slate carp.â
After a pause, Chen Weiâer recalled He Xunâs repeated tossing and turning this afternoon.
Her husband should be very tired. She glanced at He Xun and added, âAnd ten skewers of roasted kidney, two skewers of roasted goatâs testicles, and a plate of roasted leek!â
He Xun was so angry that his forehead was twitching. He gritted his teeth and held his wifeâs hand while saying in her ear, âWhat did you mean by that expression just now, huh? Do you think your husband canât satisfy you?â
âWhy would I?â Chen Weiâer laughed. âHusband, youâre the best. Iâm nourishing myself!â Then, she hugged He Xunâs waist and started to praise him. âMy husband is the best. Youâre a hundred percent precise.â
He Xun was coaxed by her with a few words and patted her head affectionately. âItâs hard to digest if you eat so much at night. Besides, can you finish all the food you bought?â
âI definitely canât finish it. But we can pack it up and ask Aunty Song to heat it up for us tomorrow.â The food was to her liking, but it was rare for her to come here.
âAre you planning to eat at the roadside stalls for two days straight? Itâs not good for the body.â He Xun frowned.
âLook, everyoneâs eating, so why canât I eat?â Chen Weiâer pointed at the noisy night market. The seats next to the snack stalls were also full of people, and some were even eating while walking.
It was just that He Xun had never eaten this before. Moreover, his eldest brother would not let him come into contact with these things.
Nevertheless, He Xun didnât want to stop Chen Weiâer on small matters, but she couldnât eat too much either. âLet Aunty Song refrigerate the remaining food and eat it in two days then?â
Chen Weiâer nodded. She knew when to stop. âAlright!â
After all, she had already brought it home. She could just eat the food secretly.
âHave a seat, and wait for me. Iâll go get some cold beer and sour plum soup.â Chen Weiâer released He Xunâs hand and was about to leave, but He Xun pulled her back.