Rebirth: He refused to Divorce Again-Chapter 134 - Her Small Actions

Chapter 134: Chapter 134 Her Small Actions

Qin Yize lowered his eyes to look at his hand.

But as Gu Qiaoqiao sensed he was about to turn around and look back, she quickly walked to the stove, calmly opened the furnace door, and added a few sticks of firewood.

Then she went to the bathroom.

Cold and indifferent as usual, it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.

Gu Qiaoqiao didn’t care either; she began to stir-fry the shredded potatoes, which were somewhat spicy, so she busily opened a ventilation window above the kitchen counter.

But Qin Yize liked spicy food.

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He practically couldn’t enjoy a meal without it.

So, his mother had put chili peppers in the meat sauce.

Actually, Gu Qiaoqiao didn’t like spicy food; she also disliked cilantro and celery, to the point of deep aversion.

But that was all in the past.

After spending several years in the back kitchen of Lijing Ho, she could now eat things she previously couldn’t.

Therefore, nothing in this world is unchangeable.

Love is no exception!

Gu Qiaoqiao cheerfully brought the cooked dishes into the living room and placed them on the table that served both as a desk and a dining table.

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Egg drop soup was placed in the middle, with stir-fried cabbage on one side and hot and sour shredded potatoes on the other; Sauce Small Fish were arranged in a white porcelain bowl.

At that moment, Qin Yize came in carrying the rice cooker.

Qin Yize was great in this respect, although a son of privilege, he never liked to sit back and act superior.

Whenever he could lend a hand, he would never just watch.

“The taste of these willow root fish is really fresh and fragrant. I stewed them a bit longer, so you can eat them with the bones,” Gu Qiaoqiao said with a smile.

After serving rice for them both, Qin Yize sat down, glanced at the Sauce Small Fish, and asked seemingly casually, “Do you recognize this fish?”

Gu Qiaoqiao was stunned.

By all accounts, she wasn’t supposed to recognize it.

It was a type of cold-water fish unique to the North.

When water erosion hollowed out the base of the willows by the river, the roots became like thatched cloaks, swaying gently with the current.

That was where these fish loved to hide.

So they were named after the willow roots.

Moreover, in the North, there’s a saying about “three blooms, five nets, eighteen varieties, and seventy-two types of miscellaneous fish.”

Among these eighteen varieties are the willow root fish.

Its flavor is as delicious as the “three blooms and five nets.”

However, the Gu Family, despite living in the North, was in the southern part of the region, where this fish was nonexistent.

Gu Qiaoqiao blinked and said offhandedly, “I heard someone on the train talking about it. They said coming here and not having a taste of the small willow root was a wasted trip. And the small fish they described looked exactly like this one…”

Qin Yize took a bite of rice and then picked up some Sauce Small Fish with his chopsticks, silently listening to the little woman across from him ramble on.

She was unaware of a small gesture she made whenever she couldn’t find a reason to make up something on the spot: first, she would rotate her eyes, then blink several times – how many times depended on how many thoughts were swirling in her head.

And finally, she would bite her red lip unconsciously, and her words would then drift out from those crimson lips.

“… And, if it weren’t for this kind of fish, knowing your character, you wouldn’t have gone through the trouble of catching it, right?” Gu Qiaoqiao continued to blather on.

Qin Yize listened quietly.

His mood wasn’t bad at all.

These days, his meals truly hadn’t been great, and recently, with a large workload, Gu Qiaoqiao’s lunch pleased him.

So as for Gu Qiaoqiao’s blathering, he turned a blind eye.

After all, he had asked casually.

He had no other intentions.

There was plenty of time ahead, and he couldn’t scare her.

Gu Qiaoqiao’s cooking skills were indeed great.

The cabbage was crisp, and the shredded potatoes were sour and spicy; the previously bland and uninteresting potato and cabbage had been turned into delicious dishes by her.

No wonder her mother had made a big pot of meat filling for Gu Qiaoqiao to season before she left.

Unexpectedly, he found himself looking forward to future life with a tinge of anticipation.

Seeing that Qin Yize wasn’t speaking, Gu Qiaoqiao closed her mouth too, thinking to herself that she should still be careful in the future.

It was better to play the fool and ask a few more questions than to let him see that she was actually very familiar with this place.

Qin Yize preferred not to talk much while eating.

So the house was very quiet, yet it was also very harmonious.

Qin Yize’s brows were always relaxed.

Clearly, he was enjoying the meal.

And it was to his taste.

Aside from a little Sauce Small Fish left over, everything else had been eaten up.

Gu Qiaoqiao was delighted with Qin Yize’s approval of her meal.

After setting down his chopsticks, Qin Yize spoke softly, “I’ve called home.”

Home?

Gu Qiaoqiao paused for a moment before realizing that he must be referring to the Gu Family and the Qin Family.

It was to inform them that she had arrived safely at the base.

Gu Qiaoqiao nodded and asked, “Is everything alright at home?”

“Yes, everything’s fine,” Qin Yize responded, then stood up, looked at Gu Qiaoqiao, and said in a deep voice, “I’m off to work now, thank you for your efforts.”

“Not at all, not at all.”

Gu Qiaoqiao shook her head smilingly and then efficiently began to clean up.

Qin Yize, dressed and standing at the door, gazed at the attractive figure in the kitchen, his eyes quietly softening.

Then, he stepped out the door.

After her nap, Gu Qiaoqiao came out to the yard and looked at the neglected front and back gardens, also glancing at the neighbor’s home.

It was similarly neglected.

Zhang Yali was quite lazy, possibly because she had two children, or perhaps because she now felt she was a part of the base personnel and no longer a rural person who had to forage for food in the soil.

So she let her yard grow wild.

After all, food was still supplied, and the base’s logistics department regularly provided some welfare to everyone. Moreover, due to the special climate here, some things would not even mature before the place was covered in snow.

So, most people’s vegetable gardens were abandoned.

The community here, made up of a dozen or so households, was quite complex—people from the north to the south, from cities and villages, giving a feeling of a gathering from all over the country.

Of course, there were also a few families who grew scallions and Chinese cabbages when the weather warmed up.

After all, this was a newly established residential area for families.

Even if there were any plans, it had to be done step by step.

Although Gu Qiaoqiao had grown up in the countryside, apart from eating, she knew almost nothing about growing vegetables. Fortunately, before leaving, her uncle had given her a lesson, which Gu Qiaoqiao had noted down.

And she didn’t need to plant much; just for her and Qin Yize, planting too much would be wasteful since they couldn’t eat it all.

However, she could give some away.

After all, very few were like Zhang Yali; most harbored goodwill towards Gu Qiaoqiao or actively sought to ingratiate themselves.

She would take it slow.

Gu Qiaoqiao walked around the vegetable garden; in a short while, she had dug up a small basin of Common Dandelion.

She planned to stir-fry eggs with the Common Dandelion for dinner.

Then she would turn the remaining rice into porridge and reheat the steamed buns left from the morning, along with the Sauce Small Fish, for a very nice dinner.

Carrying the basin, Gu Qiaoqiao looked at the garden in front of her—Common Dandelion, bitter herbs, Mazi, and shepherd’s purse. In about half a month, she estimated they would all have grown.