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Lin Yuan’s nose tingled, touched by the simple affection between the two.

The deepest and most profound confession isn’t "I love you," but "I’ll spend my lifetime with you.

" Perhaps the elderly couple had their fair share of quarrels when they were young, but they remained deeply in love in their old age. Maybe they were just used to each other’s presence, but it was this kind of ordinary, common love that was truly moving.

As they watched, the old man once again picked out the egg yolk from his bowl and offered it to the old lady.

This time, she didn’t accept it but instead looked up, furrowed her brows, pushed the yolk back to him, and huffed, "You old fool, is an egg yolk going to choke you to death? If you dare to try putting it into my bowl again, don’t expect to sleep at home tonight! "

The old man muttered something under his breath but eventually, under the old lady’s watchful eye, ate the egg yolk down, looking every bit the picture of a henpecked husband.

Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng glanced at each other and burst into laughter.

Just then, their noodles were ready. The shop was run by a middle-aged couple, the man responsible for cooking noodles, and the woman for tidying bowls and serving the food.

The woman placed two bowls of noodles in front of them, and seeing them laughing at the old couple, she couldn’t help but start chatting quietly, "That old pair is really something. The old man didn’t used to like eating eggs, especially when he was in poor health, but the old lady would insist on him eating them to get some nutrition.

Now that he’s healthier, he likes eggs even less.

But every time she nags him, no matter how reluctant, he always ends up eating them obediently. "

Lin Yuan smiled, "The old man, he just can’t bear to let the old lady down."

The woman smiled too, "Right? They used to come eat noodles here often. Back then, that old man had quite the temper, quick to catch fire. But after he got sick, he started to listen to everything the old lady said, as if he were a whole new person."

Lin Yuan looked over at the old man, who was still grumbling about not wanting to eat the egg yolk, but indeed, just as the woman said, he didn’t show the slightest intention of losing his temper.

Meanwhile, the old lady continued to complain and scold him, yet the moment the old man finished eating the egg yolk, her cloudy eyes instantly revealed a delighted sparkle.

Observing them, Lin Yuan couldn’t help feeling envious. In this lifetime, a woman really needs to find a man who treats her well. Even if it’s a marriage without love at first, if they can respect each other as equals, that’s happiness too.

Xia Zheng handed chopsticks to Lin Yuan and whispered in her ear, "Feeling envious?"

Lin Yuan took the chopsticks, gave him a sideways glance, and said nothing.

Xia Zheng, while picking at the noodles in his bowl, chuckled and said, "Do you know why I brought you here for a meal?"

Lin Yuan was about to eat a mouthful of noodles when Xia Zheng’s question caught her off guard, prompting a puzzled look at him.

Honestly, she was indeed very curious. First of all, the noodles here were not the best-tasting—she hadn’t tried them, but just from the aroma, she could tell.

They couldn’t compare to the noodles she made, let alone the noodles made by any random chef at Fuman Building.

Xia Zheng lifted his head with a raised eyebrow, "One night, I was wandering the streets with nothing better to do and happened to come across this noodle stall. It must have been early spring, still quite cold, but this noodle-selling couple hadn’t gone home yet.

With no customers, they huddled around the stove to keep warm.

The woman clearly wasn’t feeling well that day, and the man wanted her to go home early, but she insisted on waiting to go home with him.

They had plenty of noodles left, and there were still many people out and about, so they didn’t want to pack up early. "

Xia Zheng looked up at the stall owners, the man had just finished cooking a bowl of noodles and was steaming with sweat all over his face. The woman was wiping his sweat with a towel, laughing and whispering something as she did so.

Following his gaze, Lin Yuan also saw the couple and the corners of her mouth gently lifted.

"And then, you bought all their noodles?"

Xia Zheng gave her a "smart" look and laughed, "Bought them all, then took them back for the staff at Fragrant Full Building to eat.

Their noodles might not be the best, but they have such a homely feel to them.

That night, everyone at Fragrant Full Building had their fill and thought that home-flavored noodles were the most delicious. "