In the kitchen, cooking smoke curled gently upward.
After writing a few more pieces of calligraphy and clearing the stone table, Yi Feng went into the kitchen as well to help Yun Yaoyao prepare the meal.
Everything Yun Yaoyao had bought was meat.
Because of the Red Moon, seasonal vegetables had become exceedingly scarce in the town, so Yun Yaoyao had not managed to buy any.
Yi Feng did not mind. He made a dish of sweet-and-sour pork tenderloin.
After a flurry of work,
Yun Yaoyao carried out a bowl of braised pork, a bowl of sweet-and-sour pork tenderloin, and two bowls of wontons, setting them on the stone table.
Afterward, Yun Yaoyao laid out the bowls and chopsticks, scrubbed the pot clean, and only then came to sit beside the stone table.
The gloomy sky did not affect their appetites.
They ate slowly, savoring the dishes each had made.
After filling his stomach, Yi Feng let out a satisfied burp.
He rose to his feet and said with a faint, contented smile, "Some people are playing chess at the town entrance. I'll go play a couple of rounds with them. I'll have to trouble you with cleaning up here."
"It's no trouble. This is all Yaoyao's duty..."
Yi Feng nodded slightly, then clasped his hands behind his back and strolled leisurely out of the small courtyard.
The days that followed were as leisurely as that one.
Whenever he had nothing to do, Yi Feng practiced calligraphy, cooked a few dishes, and occasionally drank a little liquor.
Later, he found drinking alone rather dull, so he asked Yun Yaoyao to drink with him.
Seeing Yun Yaoyao's pretty face flush red from the drink, Yi Feng could not help feeling a surge of delight.
To Yi Feng, Yun Yaoyao was not