After more than fifteen years spent chasing criminals, just as success was within reach, he failed. Looking back, his family was ruined, he was betrayed by all, and a bullet pierced his skull. His ...
How could Chen Tinghan dare to imagine that one day this girl would actually cook for him at his house and run around for him? In his previous life, that was already a thing of the past, a thing that would never come back.
Li Zishan can cook, but she doesn't cook the most extravagant dishes. She loves to eat and can't stand the simple home-cooked meals. She can't stand You Shenyu who doesn't care about the quality of life. So she has studied some recipes, and her eating habits are very different from those of his Chen family.
Chen's father is a native of Wanghai, and Cheng's mother has rarely left Wanghai. They have a light diet. The most flavorful dish is the pork rib soup with a lot of salt. When they are lazy, they will get a whole piece of pork belly, boil it in water, and then slice it for the whole family to eat with light soy sauce.
But Li Zishan is different. She was born in Rong Mansion and stayed there before high school. Her eating habits were deeply influenced by it, so she was almost running around in the kitchen, but she couldn't find any condiments such as chili peppers, peppercorns, and dried chilies in the kitchen. The oyster sauce was left to mold, but there was a full bag of MSG that she had never even opened.
So Li Zishan walked out of the kitchen, with an indescribable look on her face, and asked Chen Tinghan: "Can you eat spicy food?"
Chen Tinghan blinked and said, "I can eat it, I like to eat it, but I can do without it."
"No, I'll go downstairs and buy it."
Then she took off her apron and went to the market in the nearby street to buy some peppers.
After a while, she bought a big bag of chili peppers, claiming they were a side dish, and went into the kitchen.
The kitchen was bustling with activity, and Chen Tinghan suddenly wanted to go in and hug the petite girl. Unfortunately, the girl was not his in this life, and strictly speaking, he was a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, so it would be a big problem to hug her.
He just looked at Li Zishan, doing nothing, and peace and joy filled his heart.
The girl cooked three home-cooked dishes she loved back home in Rongfu: a dish of stir-fried sausage with hot peppers, a plate of twice-cooked pork, and some shredded potatoes. She put her hands on her hips, speaking modestly but with pride on her face, and said, "We didn't have enough time, so we skimped on it to save time. The taste might not be good, please bear with me."
Chen Tinghan couldn't help laughing, reached out to pick up the chopsticks, but Li Zishan quickly snatched the chopsticks away.
"Why, cook a table full of delicious food, whet my appetite, and then not let me eat it?"
"Look at how your hands are shaking." Li Zishan pursed her lips and said with some heartache: "You don't want to talk about it, and you certainly don't want me to ask, but I still have to ask, how could you hurt yourself like this?"
Chen Tinghan's mind was racing. He had something to say to the girl, but he didn't know where to start, so he could only remain speechless for the time being.
Unlike the last time when he retreated considerately before the final shot, this time Li Zishan still did not ask, but his eyes were slightly red.
Chen Tinghan was startled, stood up and sat down again. He sighed and said, "Let's eat first. After dinner, we can talk about some recent things."
Li Zishan said stubbornly: "If you don't want to talk, I won't listen."
"It's not that I don't want to talk about it, but for some reasons, I don't know which part to talk about first." Chen Tinghan said softly, "Remember what I mentioned to you before, the price of trust? We paid the price of trust with our first cooperation, but this is not a one-time deal. I've thought about it. Concealment is not respect, and it won't buy trust."
Li Zishan blinked, her small and delicate nose twitched, and she lowered her head as if to hide it. She picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork and put it in his bowl, saying, "Eat."
Chen Tinghan looked at his hands, then at the bowl, and said, "I, dig with my hands?"
The girl is worthy of being a 2D character, and she is the king of ideas. She blinked, showed a mischievous smile, suddenly moved her chair closer, scooped a mouthful of rice with a spoon, covered the rice with two pieces of meat, and then handed the spoon to Chen Tinghan.
Chen Tinghan was a little dumbfounded. He pursed his lips and asked, "What does this mean?"
"It's nothing interesting, just feed me." The girl said with a smile.
His face immediately turned green, and he said, "Trivia: We are seventeen, and this is our second year of high school. Fourteen years have passed since we were three."
"This has nothing to do with age. You're a patient and can't take care of yourself, so you need someone to feed you." Li Zishan said seriously, "Come on, come on, don't be shy."
"No, I can eat it myself."
Li Zishan glared at him, raised his voice, and said, "I'll count to three!"
Chen Tinghan also shouted loudly: "Count to thirty, even three hundred! I would rather starve to death, die outside! I will never let you feed me a single bite of food!"
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Chen Tinghan lay on the sofa, looking at the ceiling with empty eyes.
In the end, he still couldn't get the chopsticks, but he still finished the rice. The food tasted delicious, but Chen Tinghan always felt that he had lost something very important, which should be the dignity of an adult.
But it smells really good.
He didn't notice that after dinner, the girl was cleaning up and washing dishes. She was originally in the kitchen, but she came out in the middle of the process, leaned against the door of the partition, picked up her mobile phone and took a picture of Chen Tinghan sitting in the living room.
Li Zishan flipped through the photo album on her cell phone, wanting to keep records of the dinner, the dining table, Chen Tinghan, and the empty bowls as evidence.
Some time ago, Lao Xu took Chen Tinghan to meet with people from their Wanghai Second Generation circle. Li Zishan knew about this; Lao Xu had informed his best friend Jia Jia about it. Wu Jiaju was a young woman in the heat of love. She had a strong sense of crisis. She had seen a photo circulating in the circle and noticed a very cute girl sitting next to Lao Xu. Her sense of crisis immediately flared up, and she used the photo to insinuate things. Xu Jingwen was a buddy, a man of great loyalty.
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