"Old lady, where are your white flour steamed buns? Why are they not in the cupboard? I'll get them for you. You can soak them in the soup. They are sweet!"
In the house of the deaf old lady in the backyard, Li Yuan counted the harvest, which was far more than usual, and amused the deaf old lady with a smile.
The deaf old lady became wiser. She looked at Li Yuan defensively and said, "Last time you went to get white noodles, I'll look back at it at noon. There are two missing!"
Li Yuan laughed and said, "You are so stingy! What can you do with your white noodles? Did I cook you two bowls of rotten meat noodles?"
The deaf old lady felt dizzy and thought for a while before returning