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Chapter 24 Small Pear Soup
"Cough cough..."

In the elementary school lecture hall, the teacher was maintaining order, while the frail-looking Yao Shuli sat to the side, coughing incessantly.

In the past two years, many people have had lung problems and often have phlegm in their throats. Yao Shuli is no exception. Although she has been very careful to protect her throat, several flu outbreaks have left her with chronic symptoms. She is prone to coughing when the air quality is slightly poor.

A young female teacher at the school asked a female student to pour her a glass of warm water. Yao Shuli drank a few sips to moisten her throat and felt a little better.

She picked up her phone and glanced at the message notifications. Unsurprisingly, Luo Luo had called her about forty or fifty times in the short time she had been on her phone.

Knowing full well what would happen if she returned the call or message, Yao Shuli simply pretended not to see it. Just as she was about to put her phone away, a message notification suddenly popped up above her head. It was from Shen Mingen, asking her, "Want some pear soup?"

When Yao Shuli saw the message, she was actually a little touched. Pear soup is good for the lungs and throat. Shen Mingen hadn't mentioned that her throat was uncomfortable. She thought Shen Mingen hadn't noticed. She didn't expect that Shen Mingen would remember her when he went out to buy some snacks for his friends.

It felt good to be cared for; Yao Shuli felt a warm glow in her heart. Click, click, the female celebrity was typing a message on her phone, about to send it…

The female classmate who had just poured her warm water had somehow gotten behind her. Staring blankly at her chat history, the classmate asked:
"Sister, what is 'Xiao Diao Pear Soup'?"

Upon hearing the female classmate's voice, Yao Shuli was startled at first. After realizing what was happening, her fair and delicate face began to turn bright red at a visible speed.

Children speak without restraint. They don't know what "xiaodiao pear soup" is; they can easily mispronounce it just by looking at the four characters without being told how to pronounce it.

The name "小吊梨汤" is normally pronounced with the fourth tone.

But this female classmate...

It was pronounced with the third tone!
She doesn't understand; she speaks without thinking. But Yao Shuli certainly does!

"It's... pear soup, a kind of water boiled with pears, good for the lungs." The opera singer was so embarrassed that she had to explain it in a serious manner.

All I can say is that Chinese culture is vast and profound.

She will probably never be able to look at the words "Xiao Diao Li Tang" the same way again.

……

Xiaodiao Pear Soup is a beverage that originated in the area near the Forbidden City in northern China. In the past, merchants used copper buckets as measuring vessels for pear soup, with one bucket equaling one pot and half a bucket equaling half a pot, hence the name.

Shen Ming'en certainly didn't know how this thing got its name. He only knew that it contained pears, white fungus, preserved plums, rock sugar, goji berries, and red dates. It was good for the lungs and cough, nourished yin and moisturized dryness, and cleared the throat. It was good for the body and even better for the throat. He saw it on the roadside and brought some for Yao Shuli.

"Here, a small bowl of pear soup." The first thing he did upon returning was to hand it to Yao Shuli: "I specially asked the owner to pick out a big pear for me. It's very thick and still warm. Drink it all up."

"Thank you, thank you." Yao Shuli's face was flushed. She didn't know why, but ever since that female classmate mispronounced this thing, she couldn't understand anything Shen Ming'en said.

It's so thick and hot, drink it all...

what……

Really are……

"What's wrong?" Shen Ming'en asked, still a little worried when he saw her flushed face. "You don't have a fever, do you?"

Bringing Yao Shuli out was risky in itself; if she got a fever again, her assistant Luo Luo would definitely fight him to the death.

"No, no," Yao Shuli waved her hands repeatedly, "Go and distribute what you bought."

"Oh, oh..." Shen Ming'en glanced at it a few more times, still feeling uneasy, before going to distribute the KFC.

These kids are really opportunistic. They were initially very unhappy that Shen Ming'en was taking up their PE class, but when Kenji arrived, their reaction could be summed up in one sentence: "We'd like to acknowledge him as our godfather!"

They were so happy! When recording footage, they were all like soldiers about to go into battle. Goodness, their voices were so loud that Shen Ming'en's ears hurt.

Yao Shuli giggled beside her. It's worth mentioning that Shen Ming'en bought too much KFC; two of them were placed on the steps to the side. Yao Shuli sat down beside them, feeling that those two family buckets exuded an irresistible charm that she couldn't resist...

"Gulp (sound of swallowing saliva)~"

……

Shen Ming'en originally intended to give the two extra KFC meals to the homeroom teachers of the two classes, but when he returned, he found...

One box is missing.

Shen Ming'en: "???"

"No way, am I really that unlucky?" Shen Ming'en looked around, thinking to himself, how come there are such dishonest people in this school?
The production crew wasn't with them either!
Could it be that the garbage collectors just happened to come by and took it?

Those garbage-collecting aunties are really ruthless. Shen Ming'en had a friend who bought a car and put on one of those new driver stickers. This guy was unconventional and bought a magnetic sticker, thinking he was so cool. But the next day, the garbage-collecting auntie took it away.

The problem is, he hasn't eaten either of those two boxes of KFC!

A box costs seventy or eighty yuan, bro!
I used a coupon!
"How did it disappear?" Shen Ming'en asked, looking at Yao Shuli who was holding a half-finished cup of pear soup not far away. "Did you see who took it?"

"No, I don't know." Yao Shuli pursed her lips, lowered her head, and avoided looking at Shen Ming'en. "I went to the restroom just now. Did one of your classmates not have enough and come to take some?"

"It's not that...it's impossible." Shen Ming'en pursed his lips.

Whether the kid didn't get enough and took it, or the older lady took it, it's just a box of KFC, not worth looking for again, otherwise it'll look like something was stolen at school...

The school has done us a favor, so we can't let them lose face, can we?
"Then let's eat the rest of this." Picking up the remaining family bucket, Shen Ming'en thought to himself that he originally planned to give it to the homeroom teachers of two classes, but now there was only one left. He couldn't just give it to one person, nor could he let the two of them share one. He might as well not give it to them and let them eat it, since they hadn't eaten lunch either.

"I won't eat it, thank you." Yao Shuli politely declined Shen Mingen's offer.

"Hey, you didn't eat lunch either, did you?" Shen Ming'en picked up a sweet corn cob with a disposable glove and said, "Fried chicken is too oily. If you don't want to eat it, eat this. It's corn, a whole grain, and dietary fiber. Eating this won't make you gain weight."

Just as Yao Shuli was about to say she didn't want to eat, she saw Shen Mingen holding a corn cob and staring blankly at her.

The already somewhat guilty female celebrity almost panicked: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"...On your lips." Shen Ming'en hesitated for a moment, but in the end he couldn't help but hand Yao Shuli a piece of paper.

The aloof goddess paused slightly, took the tissue and wiped her face. When she saw a few golden bread crumbs on the pure white paper, her fair and delicate face immediately turned rosy.

What a coincidence!

Her stomach churned, and she felt something rising in her throat. It was too fast; Yao Shuli couldn't control herself and opened her mouth...

"Hiccup~"

A burp came out just like that.

"..."

An awkward atmosphere filled the air, and at that moment, Yao Shuli felt like dying.

……

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