Who is hiding behind her, cricketing at her?

Song Qinghe sniffed and stared blankly at the braised pork on the stove. She knew without a doubt that Wu You would be there.

The way she looked at me before was truly filled with hatred.

I haven't even done anything to her yet, and she's already trying to make things difficult for me.

Fortunately, I won't be able to see her for a while, and I hope nothing unexpected happens.

Song Qinghe shook her head, clearing away any unnecessary thoughts from her mind.

Some things are better left unthought; the more she keeps saying that nothing bad will happen, the more likely something bad will do.

This is really weird, so weird that there's no way to reason with it.

After Song Qinghe returned, she tidied up briefly and then planned to cook a few of her signature dishes.

Lu Zhaolin went to help him get into the fields, so he couldn't just leave without doing something in return.

The two were officially dating, but in reality, they had no feelings for each other at all.

Song Qinghe was worried that the two of them would break up in less than three days, that getting together was too hasty and a bit unreliable.

However, the fate between people is unpredictable.

I've never been in a relationship before, so I might as well take this opportunity to have a proper chat.

If the outcome is good, then of course everyone is happy; if the outcome is bad, then there's nothing that can be done.

At least I tried my best, so I have no regrets.

Lu Zhaolin probably thought the same thing, otherwise he probably wouldn't have agreed.

From what I can see, Lu Zhaolin seems to be a pretty good man.

She knows how to work, how to care for others, and how to protect herself in front of outsiders.

Song Qinghe plans to make a braised pork belly, a stewed pork and bamboo shoot soup, and a Shaoxing wine-infused drunken chicken.

She bought rice, added some mixed grains, and steamed a mixed grain rice.

Given that she's a foodie, her cooking skills are pretty good.

It was over in about an hour.

Song Qinghe had considered doing it in the space, which would save time and effort and wouldn't take up much time.

But she didn't forget what Lu Zhaolin did; if he wasn't around, she could do whatever she wanted.

But Lu Zhaolin will be back soon; he's a soldier.

He might even be a scout or a sniper; his observation skills are truly exceptional.

Song Qinghe wouldn't risk her secrets. Even if she and Lu Zhaolin became husband and wife, she wouldn't tell anyone, let alone that they were just dating.

A secret is called a secret because only that person knows it.

After Song Qinghe finished cooking, Lu Zhaolin also returned from work.

When you come in, knock on the door first, then call out to her.

"Comrade Song, are you home?"

"Yes, yes!"

Upon hearing his voice, Song Qinghe quickly came out.

Seeing Lu Zhaolin's reserved demeanor, I felt a little embarrassed, even though this was clearly Lu Zhaolin's home.

Now it seems like I've turned the tables on everyone else.

When Lu Zhaolin saw Song Qinghe, a faint smile appeared on his face.

There are always some people who make you happy just by seeing them.

Lu Zhaolin used to not understand why those who had partners didn't focus on training but instead thought about their wives all day long.

Some young soldiers would even mumble their wives' names in their sleep.

Looking back now, I realize I'm pretty much the same.