"What's the difference? They're just some homemade food. How can they be as valuable as the things you bought before? Weren't you quite generous before?" Jianshu retorted.

A watch costs 520 yuan, and the clothes I bought add up to dozens of yuan. Which one is not more expensive than meat sauce?

"I don't feel bad about buying things with money, but I can't bear to give up things you made." Gu Mingjing said. I can give things with money, but I can't give things made by books.

After these words were spoken, Jianshu was speechless.

This man can really say sweet words anytime and anywhere, and you can tell from his eyes that what he says is what's in his heart.

Sincerity can touch people's hearts the most. Jianshu just felt that she liked him more and more every day.

However, she is all in his heart and eyes, and everything she makes with her own hands is cherished by him. Who would not like or love such a person?

At least Jianshu doesn’t work.

Suddenly, Jianshu felt that it would be beneficial for Gu Mingjing to leave early. If he stayed a few more days, she might not want to continue the one-year agreement and would just agree to marry him directly.

No, no, Jianshu, you have to control yourself. He shook his head and encouraged himself in his heart.

"Okay, it's up to you. If you want to give it, then give it. If you don't want to give it, then don't give it. Go out first and don't waste time." Jianshu changed the subject.

Gu Mingjing remained motionless and said, "No need, I'll help you."

Knowing that Jianshu would not change her decision, he had to share more of the burden with her to make it easier for her.

In addition, the separation was approaching. Although he didn't want to leave, he had his responsibilities and had to leave. He could only cherish every minute and every second with Jianshu and didn't want to leave for a moment. Even if he didn't say anything or do anything, as long as she was by his side, he would be satisfied.

Jianshu didn't refuse either. Not only did Gu Mingjing not want to be separated from her, but she did too, didn't she?

The time they can spend together is limited, so she can only grasp every minute of the present.

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There are a lot of food ingredients at home, including rice, flour, eggs, cured meat, mushrooms, dried goods...the cellar under the kitchen is filled with them.

These were all collected by Gu Mingjing from various places these days. He slowly accumulated them like a little hamster hoarding goods and left them for Jianshu.

When Jian Shu saw the contents of the cellar, she felt both sweet and helpless. How long would it take for her to finish all this food? Did they treat her like a glutton?

Wasn't she living well without him? Why did she seem afraid that she would starve to death without him?

He took out the meat that Gu Mingjing had bought today and handed it to him, "Then you can chop the meat."

As the weather gets hotter, meat is not easy to store, so the meat we eat is bought fresh on the same day.

"Okay," Gu Mingjing said. Mincing meat was a physically demanding job, which was one of the reasons he didn't want Jianshu to send him the meat sauce.

But what he didn't know was that if he was not around, Jianshu wouldn't have to bother chopping the meat. Whether using a meat grinder or chopping it with his mind in space, it was a very easy task.

The job of chopping meat was given to Gu Mingjing, and Jianshu went down to the cellar and took out a lot of mushrooms, eggs and white flour.

After soaking the mushrooms in warm water, Jianshu prepared to cook some tea eggs for breakfast tomorrow morning, and gave the rest to Gu Mingjing.

Before the mushrooms were fully soaked, Jianshu fried some chili sauce first. Chili sauce has a longer shelf life than meat sauce, so she made more.

After frying, a total of six canning jars were filled, and the kitchen was filled with the spicy aroma of chili peppers.

Gu Mingjing had already cut the mushrooms into dices, and Jianshu began to stir-fry the mushroom meat sauce, which eventually filled four bottles.

Looking at the ten full bottles in front of him and thinking of the big bag in the living room, Gu Mingjing felt a little headache.

"Shushu, this is too much. I'll take a little less and you can keep the rest." Gu Mingjing said.

Jian Shu, who had started packing, refused without even looking up: "No, I can make it anytime I want. You can bring it all."

Oh, what does she want to eat? Beef sauce, shrimp paste, fish sauce, tomato sauce... She has a lot of it in her space, right? All stockpiled from her past life.

"There are too many of these, and it will be difficult to carry them when the time comes." Gu Mingjing began to make excuses.

After hearing this, Jian Shu looked up at him seriously and said, "Come on, I believe in you, you can do it."

“…”

Gu Mingjing was speechless. If he continued to refuse, he would become a useless person. Which man would dare to say that he was not good enough in front of his partner?

At this moment, Jianshu seemed to have transformed into an old mother whose child was going on a long journey, and she wished she could take all the things in the house with him.

Gu's son Mingjing: ...

Was it a mistake to address him? Shouldn't it be that the husband is about to go on a long journey and is worried about his wife who is reluctant to leave?

How did she become an old mother? How did he become a son?

-

After packing up everything, it was already late.

Jianshu didn't prepare any fancy meals. He simply cooked some noodles and cut some cucumber into strips. He ate them with the remaining meat sauce. He also added some pickled vegetables and a freshly cooked tea egg, and a simple breakfast was complete.

Although the ingredients were simple and there was no big fish or meat, the meat sauce made by Jianshu tasted very good. Gu Mingjing ate it with relish and ate bowl after bowl. Seeing this, Jianshu's appetite was also whetted.

Besides, noodles made of pure white flour, filled with spicy sauce with diced mushrooms and minced meat, are of high quality. Many people can only eat food made of pure white flour during the Chinese New Year.

At the dinner table, Gu Mingjing repeatedly praised Jianshu's cooking skills, but Jianshu remained calm.

There was no way, she had long been accustomed to it. These days, Gu Mingjing praised her for everything she did, whether it was making clothes or cooking, or even washing clothes for how clean they were.

From being happy at the beginning to being embarrassed later, and then to being in a Buddhist state now, who knows what she has been through?

After dinner, Gu Mingjing skillfully cleaned up the dishes. This time, Jianshu did not let him go alone, but accompanied him.

Separation is approaching, and she just wants to stay by his side forever.

-

Under the osmanthus tree, Gu Mingjing and Jianshu hugged each other tightly on the recliner. The original single recliner was squeezed with two people, and instantly filled up the recliner, which was not very wide to begin with.

In order not to fall, Jian Shu could only stick tightly to Gu Mingjing's body, lying on his chest, feeling the heat from his body, listening to his somewhat rapid heartbeat, and feeling that her whole body was surrounded by his gentle yet aggressive breath.

Jian Shu was frozen, not daring to move. She didn't understand how things had gotten to this point. They had been lying peacefully on their own recliners at the beginning, so how did she end up on his chair?

What's going on? Jianshu is baffled.

As for what exactly happened, let's go back to the beginning.

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