Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s

After dinner, everyone sat together, shooting the breeze. With Huang Xiaoguang, Mr. Kan himself present, the room never ran short of laughter. Tian Sisi laughed so hard that her stomach hurt, groaning in pain, while Tian Xinhua also couldn’t stop laughing. At least he could bear it, occasionally massaging Tian Sisi’s stomach for relief.

Huang Xiaoguang continued with the story of the "outside Liang officials." The educated youths from Inner Mongolia loved telling stories about these officials, just like people from Xinjiang enjoy telling A Fan Ti’s tales. "Liang" refers to the Daqing Mountain in Inner Mongolia, and the "outside Liang officials" are the production team cadres outside of Daqing Mountain, who are not worldly and often make fools of themselves when they come to the city.

"One time, an outside Liang official visited Baotou City during the Lantern Festival and saw many people eating sweet dumplings. He decided to try them out as well. The official saw that the dumplings were steaming hot and dubbed them ’heart-burning eggs.’ Others ate the dumplings slowly and carefully, but after he blew on them a few times and waited for the outer skin to cool, he swallowed one whole. The dumpling scalded him so badly that he tossed and turned in agony, swearing never to eat ’heart-burning eggs’ again. Later on..."

Huang Xiaoguang paused, noticing everyone, including Tian Sisi, staring at him eagerly. Feeling quite pleased with himself, he left them hanging a little longer before continuing: "Some days later, the outside Liang official went back to Baotou City on business and returned to the same restaurant. This time they were selling dumplings. He went over, fuming, and said, ’Your restaurant is quite the scammer! Last time I had your heart-burning eggs, which burnt my heart out. Now you’ve just let those heart-burning eggs grow ears. I’ll have you know, even with ears, I’m not falling for this again!’"

"Ha ha ha!"

"The sweet dumplings are heart-burning eggs, and the dumplings are heart-burning eggs with ears—the official is truly hilarious!"

Everyone laughed uproariously, and even though Hu Weiwen and the others had heard these jokes before, they still cracked up at Huang Xiaoguang’s lively storytelling.

"Isn’t it funny? I have a whole bellyful of jokes, brother. If you want to hear them, just come around more often. And of course, it would be even better if you bring along some meat buns and hand-pulled meat like you did today!"

Huang Xiaoguang shamelessly wheedled Tian Sisi and the others while Liu Yongsheng frowned, appearing to want to say something. But thinking of the license plate number on Tian Xinhua’s car, he decided it was unnecessary.

"Alright, next time we’ll bring more delicacies, and Brother Guang, you’ll have to share even funnier jokes."