Chapter 11: Heartstrings

Qiao Suluo was stuttered by Bai Qianluo's reaction at this moment, "Continue...?"

How can this word be so misleading?

He didn't really think that she wanted to take advantage of him and do something to him while he was asleep, did he?

Realizing this, Qiao Su Luo widened her eyes again and explained, "No... no need. I just wanted to see if you had a fever. I just checked and found no fever."

"Dinner is ready, you should get up and have dinner first."

After saying that, Qiao Suluo hurried out of Bai Qianluo's room and considerately closed the door for him so that he wouldn't have trouble changing his clothes.

She looked towards the gate of the fenced yard again. Que Hongjin had gone to the river to cut rush and had not returned yet.

It was almost dark, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried. She hoped that nothing would happen to her like Bai Qianluo. If something happened, she would die before she could accomplish her mission.

Qiao Suluo felt a little anxious, so she came to the gate of the fenced yard and looked into the distance.

When Que Hongjin came back from cutting some rush, he walked into the alley of the village and immediately saw Qiao Suluo at the gate of his own courtyard.

She was looking in his direction.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on her, casting a hazy soft light. A breeze blew, and the corners of her clothes fluttered. The mottled light blurred her plump figure, making her and the lavender clouds on the horizon form a warm picture. Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Que Hongjin paused, and his picturesque eyes and eyebrows paused for a moment.

At this moment, his cold heartstrings seemed to be gently plucked by something.

It was as if there was someone in this world who was waiting for him to come home with concern.

The word "home" was once a very normal word, but now it is indeed a luxury for him.

At this moment, Que Hongjin walked over slowly. Qiao Suluo looked at him and felt that even his coarse clothes could not conceal his elegant and noble demeanor. It seemed as if he was a young man who was taught by a noble family with a rich cultural background. His eyebrows and eyes were picturesque and his temperament was natural.

In the light, all the alienation and indifference in him seemed to melt away.

When Que Hongjin arrived at the door, Qiao Suluo smiled brightly at him and said, "Glad to be back. Dinner is just ready. Wash your hands and eat first."

Que Hongjin's picturesque eyebrows and eyes seemed to be stained with a thick ink color. "My wife, are you waiting for me to come back?"

Qiao Su Luo thought, isn't this obvious? "Yes, it's so late, I hope nothing happens."

Que Hongjin opened his lips slightly, and his voice became clear and mellow, "So my wife cares about me?"

"This is the first time my wife cares about me."

Qiao Su Luo wanted to say that this was not caring at all.

But Que Hongjin sighed and said, "Ever since I was kicked out of the family, no one will wait for me to come home."

Qiao Su Luo's heart suddenly tightened, and her tone softened as she said, "I made egg fried rice and konjac vegetables tonight. When the family's conditions improve, I'll make other food for you."

She felt that delicious food could heal one's mood. When eating delicious food, one might feel satisfied and warm, and perhaps Que Hongjin would temporarily forget the sad things in the past.

After Que Hongjin entered the yard, he smelled the fragrance of food, which aroused his appetite.

Thinking of the taste of the green rice dumplings at noon, he felt strangely filled with anticipation.

He had never eaten such food before when he was in the Peacock Family. He had to say it was delicious.

In everyone's perception, these mushrooms are poisonous, but after eating green rice dumplings at noon, they were fine all afternoon, which means that as Qiao Su Luo said, some mushrooms are not poisonous, but people just can't recognize them.

So what she said about konjac being non-toxic after being processed should be true.

After Quehongjin put down the cut rush, he washed his hands and prepared to eat.

Bai Qianluo had already gotten up, packed up, and washed up.

The three of them sat at the table and started eating.

Que Hongjin and Bai Qianluo did not pick up their chopsticks, waiting for Qiao Suluo to pick up her chopsticks first.

Qiao Su Luo picked up some fried konjac with chopsticks and put it into the bowl, and ate it with egg fried rice.

“It smells good.”

"Don't worry, the konjac has been processed and is not poisonous."

"You guys should try it and see how it tastes."

Bai Qianluo picked up the chopsticks and began to eat elegantly. After taking a bite, his expression changed slightly.

But his eyes were covered by a white cloth, so his expression could not be seen clearly.

After eating it, Que Hongjin showed an incredible look. The taste of coarse rice when steamed was actually not very good, but she didn't expect that it would be so delicious after being fried like this.

Qiao Su Luo found that they were very quiet when they were eating, with no expression on their faces. They all looked elegant and noble, without even a hint of feedback.

Qiao Su Luo couldn't help but ask, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Bai Qianluo said: "Mm, delicious."

Que Hongjin said, "It's indeed food I've never eaten before. It's delicious."

"I wonder how my wife knows this?"

Qiao Su Luo glanced at Que Hongjin and met his deep and picturesque black eyes. So was he doubting her and testing her?

Qiao Su Luo made up a story: "This is the cooking skill I learned from a master before."

Fearing they would ask too many questions, Qiao Su Luo added directly, "But Master has passed away a long time ago."

This sentence blocked all of Que Hongjin's words.

Bai Qianluo was very quiet.

At dinner, everyone ate very cleanly, not a single grain of rice was left, and all the fried konjac was eaten without worrying about it being poisonous.

Qiao Su Luo guessed that they trusted her a little.

After dinner, Que Hongjin and Bai Qianluo cleaned up the kitchen and the dishes.

Qiao Su Luo made konjac noodles.

Qiao Su Luo bought chili peppers and some seasonings from the space mall using points. If you buy a little seasoning, the points used are very few.

So she used these to make konjac noodles.

After finishing it, Qiao Su Luo continued to work, making the puppet toys and weaving many exquisite and beautiful straw weavings with rush.

The oil lamp remained lit and she worked until midnight.

Que Hongjin could feel the oil lamp on in Qiao Suluo's room.

When he came out of the house and came to the yard, he saw busy figures in the house through the window.

It was not until midnight that the oil lamp was extinguished, and Que, Hong and Jin all looked thoughtful.

"Are you looking at the wife?"

When Que Hongjin heard Bai Qianluo's voice, she realized that he had also come to the yard without her knowing. "You haven't slept either."

Bai Qianluo said in a calm and cold voice, "She is busy preparing to set up a stall in the county tomorrow."

Que Hongjin said: "This has never happened before. She never worked until midnight before. She would go to bed when it got dark."

They were all very familiar with her previous habits.

Bai Qianluo's voice was filled with a hint of ethereal air: "So what do you want to say?"

Que Hongjin slowly said, "Do you think our wife is very different from before?"

"You are willing to get close to her today. Are you testing something?"

Bai Qianluo naturally understood the meaning of his words. He did not admit anything, but reminded him with a cold tone: "Don't talk about this kind of thing casually. It will cause trouble for my wife."

"There are many people who want her life."

Que Hongjin's expression slightly changed, with a dark tide surging in his eyes. He said, "Don't worry, I'm just mentioning it to you."

"I hope my wife will stay like this and not go back to the way she was before."