Chapter 602: Slimming Pill?

She knew it all, but she just didn't want to dwell on it, nor did she have the time to do so.

But now it was different; she had friends, and her friends would tell her what was right and what was wrong.

What could be done, and what could not be done.

People who could be genuinely good to oneself, rather than associating for the sake of benefit, and who would not watch one's own embarrassment—those were friends, right?

Le Rong looked at Huang Ying, then turned to look at An An; she was far more outstanding than herself.

She had been close to her before because, in her, she could see the shadow of another path she might have chosen.

But as she got to know this person more and more, she knew she was not the shadow of her other choice, because she was far more outstanding than herself.

"It seems An An has helped you out," Le Rong nudged her son.

Yet Li Kun suddenly felt empty inside, and his whole person felt a bit dazed.

He couldn't even say why; he just felt a bit uncomfortable and couldn't muster the energy to do anything.

"This is pork stewed with vermicelli, a specialty dish from the Northeast."

"This is shredded pork in Beijing sauce."

"Try this, I made the lamb meatballs in soup."

An Yinan introduced the dishes she had made, and after eating, whether it was the three guests or the people on the side, everyone was holding their stomachs, not wanting to move at all.

An Yinan looked at their state and shook her head helplessly, "It's not like you're only eating this once; if you like it, just come over again next time."

She brought out a few bowls of hawthorn water and gave each of the three half a bowl, "Hawthorn water can aid digestion."

"This wine is the fruit wine we just drank; you can take it back with you in a while."

"This is the tea you drank at my place last time; you didn't take it with you then, so I specifically found a whole package, enough for you to drink for two months."

An Yinan took out the wine and tea and placed them in front of Le Rong.

Turning her hand, she looked at Huang Ying, who was a bit puzzled, "An Jie, what's wrong?"

During the meal, her form of address had already changed.

She now had one more person she admired, and that was An Jie.

An Jie was beautiful and kind, and it seemed like nothing could stump her.

"I have a gift for you, too," An Yinan looked at Huang Ying.

Huang Ying blinked her eyes with some anticipation; that cute little look made An Yinan want to reach out and pet her.

"This gift is a type of Small Silver Pill, the Slimming Pill; it has no effect on the body, and as long as you take one, you can lose two jin in weight."

"You can only take one within three days; during these three days, no matter what you eat, the body will only absorb the nutrients, achieving a balance of intake and expenditure for the body."

An Yinan thought for a long time, not knowing whether she should give it to Huang Ying.

"Actually, I'm not sure if I should give this to you."

"But, if you need it, I will give it to you."

She smiled, her smile carrying a sense of helplessness.

Huang Ying hugged An Yinan, "An Jie, thank you."

Thank you for helping me understand the truth, and thank you for letting me know how to live for myself.

"Slimming Pill?" Li Kun walked over immediately, reaching out just as he wanted to take the medicine bottle from Huang Ying's hand.

Only...

Huang Ying immediately gripped the medicine bottle tightly, then moved it behind her back, looking at him with a guarded expression, "What are you doing?"

Li Kun's outstretched hand just stayed there, his body somewhat stiff, and his face full of disbelief.

There were too few people who could make him show such an expression.

In his heart, he believed that Huang Ying was someone who would never be guarded against him; it had always been like that before.

Today, it was just a meal...

Huang Ying's little face was flushed red, but her hand holding the medicine bottle was very tight, even leaving the imprint of the bottle in her palm.

Le Rong looked at the two of them, then thought about her son's attitude, and feared...

"We are heading back today; we've left our phone number, so if you have anything in the future, you can contact me," Le Rong looked at An An.

She was a person of great wisdom; every time they interacted, she could feel her uniqueness and would be won over by her wisdom.

"An Jie, I want your phone number too," Huang Ying's little face lit up upon hearing this.

"I promise I won't disturb you when the market opens, really, I won't call," she raised one of her hands high, a gesture of taking an oath.

An Yinan pulled her hand down, "Wait."

She went to the side of the phone, tore off a piece of white paper, and wrote down her home phone number.

Huang Ying also wrote one down and handed it to An Yinan.

"An Jie, if there is anything at all, as long as I, Huang Ying, can do it, you can tell me."

When the little girl spoke, her eyes were very clear, and her words were very solemn.

An Yinan smiled; with this cute girl, she always had a feeling of facing Jiang Yun Duo, though Jiang Yun Duo had been through the Southern Battlefield and was much more mature than Huang Ying, and her ability to discern things was also far better than Huang Ying's.

Before, she thought it was the Huang Family protecting her too well.

But today she suddenly discovered that it wasn't the Huang Family protecting Huang Ying too well; it was Li Kun who had protected her too well.

However, she didn't say anything extra; they had their own way of getting along.

After seeing the three of them off, the people in the room had already consciously cleaned up the battlefield, and Chen Xun massaged her shoulders.

"You must be tired from making so many dishes?" Chen Xun said, his eyes full of heartache.

An Yinan shook her head, "Actually, how could I not enjoy cooking for others?"

She enjoyed this kind of life, being able to cook for herself, being able to chat with friends, and spending every day in comfort.

If there weren't so many dangers, and if both children and family were by her side, that kind of life would be even more heartwarming.

"Don't be too tired." Chen Xun did not know how to comfort her; she was an independent individual, she had her own rhythm of life, and all he could do was support her, support everything she chose.

"I'm not tired, I'm happy in my heart."

An Yinan closed her eyes and shook her head; what she said were her true feelings.

She liked to live in a secluded corner, washing her hands to make soup.

But she clearly knew that she was not the type of temperament that could settle down like this; she needed to realize her own value in other fields even more.

Just at this moment...

The telephone rang.

"Nan Nan!" The voice on the other end was familiar, coming from the Military District.

"Big Uncle?" An Yinan was a little surprised; why would Big Uncle call?

Usually, if there was anything to say, Big Uncle would have Big Aunt convey it to her in the manner of casual family chatter.

The weekly phone call from Big Aunt and the others was mostly because the family was truly worried about her, but there were other reasons too; every week, they would confirm tasks from above.

As well as the situation report from Chen Xun and his side.

Every time, it was completed during the family calls, in a way that no one could detect.

In fact, they had not discussed this method in advance, and even Yun Fei had not expected that this task would last so long.