He warned, "Si Yu, I’m about to be a married man, you better not cause any trouble for me."
"Depends on how you behave." Mo Siyu extended his long arm and snatched the food Tang Mingli was holding.
Opening the lunch box, the aroma of the dishes inside wafted out. They were just ordinary dishes, but after going through Tang Yue’s hands, they seemed even more delicious.
The green bok choy looked tasty.
There were also stir-fried yam and green pepper pork stir-fry.
"Xiao Yue’s cooking skills are really good." Tang Mingli looked at the food and immediately stopped minding Mo Siyu. He took out another soup container; today’s meal was yellow catfish stewed with tofu, the milky fish soup was fragrantly overflowing.
In the hospital room, such a miraculous scene unfolded, with Tang Mingli and Mo Siyu eating until the end, barely stopping short of fighting.
They finished the meal, the dishes, and almost gnawed the fishbones clean.
Tang Mingli returned home with an empty lunch box, thinking that next time he must ask Tang Yue to make more.
That was a really filling meal.
Rubbing his round, distended belly, Tang Mingli suddenly felt he couldn’t keep thinking about eating. If he continued, he feared his stomach would burst.
"Little uncle, how was it? Was it tasty?" Tang Yue had just sold a piece of clothing, and seeing Tang Mingli return, her heart immediately lifted.
Tang Mingli raised the empty lunch box in his hand and said, "It’s all eaten, what do you think?"
"It’s not apparent, Xiao Yue, I didn’t expect you to be just as good as Second Brother." Tang Mingli eyed Tang Yue, asking, "How come I never knew you cooked so deliciously? Second Brother and his wife never mentioned it."
"Really?" Tang Yue cracked a smile and said, "Perhaps I have a talent for it. Besides, I often watched mom cook, and even if I didn’t learn everything, I’ve got at least seventy or eighty percent of it, right?"
Tang Yue felt a bit guilty; after all, her cooking skills were honed in her previous life.
"Little uncle, I’m heading to the county early tomorrow. Do you have anything you want me to take to Sister Jiajia?" Tang Yue diverted the conversation to ask.
"Yes." Tang Mingli quickly responded, "Wait a moment, I’ll go get it."
Back at the shop, Tang Mingli had already decided what to take to Wei Jiajia.
In no time, Tang Mingli took out a bag from under the counter. The bag contained a dress, a dress that was very familiar to Tang Yue—it was one she had designed herself, the best-selling one in the county.
"You’re giving this to Sister Jiajia? Do you know her size?" Tang Yue took out the dress to check, and the size seemed just right.
"I... Well, selling clothes has given me some experience," Tang Mingli said with a ’hehe’ laugh, adding, "The clothes you design, they’re not even available in Provincial City. Jiajia will definitely like it."
"So you’re just giving a dress?" Tang Yue asked.
"There’s more." Tang Mingli paused for a moment, his expression indicating he had more to say but hesitating, which surprised Tang Yue. She asked, "Little uncle, what else do you want to give? Why hesitate?"

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