"Okay, I'll do whatever you say. But do you know how to make bacon?" Jiang Sui was a little curious. This is the north, where there is no custom of making bacon. And as far as he can remember, Xiang Baiwei didn't seem to know how to make bacon either.

Jiang Sui didn't know that he was just asking simply. After Xiang Baiwei heard this, her eyes, which had been smiling just now, suddenly dimmed.

She knows how to make bacon.

In her previous life, during the years when she and Jiang Sui were not on good terms, Xiang Baiwei poured all her love into her child.

By chance, the child ate bacon made by an old lady from Sichuan. After eating it, he could not forget the taste and kept asking Xiang Baiwei to make it for him.

Xiang Baiwei felt sorry for her child, so she went to find the Sichuan lady and learned how to make bacon from her. Unfortunately, the car accident happened just as she learned it and had no time to make it.

The bad memories diluted the warmth and joy that I had just experienced.

Xiang Baiwei put away the smile on her face and said, "I just said it casually. I don't know how to cook it. Let's eat some fresh ones and cook the rest the same as before, stir-fry them with oil and marinate them with salt. It's still very hot now, and the meat will go bad if we don't handle it this way."

After she finished speaking, she carried the meat to the water well and prepared to wash it.

Jiang Sui, who was packing up at the back, smelled something unusual from the sound that Xiang Baiwei suddenly made.

Did I say something wrong just now? Xiang Baiwei seemed unhappy all of a sudden.

Jiang Sui was puzzled. He took a knife from the kitchen, went to the water pump, and picked up a piece of pork with skin: "I think they didn't shave the hair off. I'll shave it again."

This kind of work is the most annoying. Xiang Baiwei did not compete with him: "Then you do it first. We don't have any spices for stewing meat at home. I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy some laurel leaves, star anise and the like."

"Wait," Jiang Sui stopped Bai Wei, who was wiping her hands and walking out, "There are several paper bags in the jar at the bottom of the wooden cabinet in the kitchen. The bags contain these spices. You don't have to run outside anymore. Your feet are so tired after a day's work."

He truly cared about Xiang Baiwei.

Unfortunately, Xiang Baiwei just thought of the destined child and couldn't help but vent her anger on Jiang Sui in front of her.

At this moment, Jiang Sui finally noticed the anger directed at him in Xiang Baiwei's eyes.

Jiang Sui thought hard for a long time, but couldn't come up with any idea. He put down the knife and stopped Xiang Baiwei at the kitchen door: "I know you are angry with me, but I don't understand why you are angry. Can you give me a reason? Only when you tell me will I know to change!"

Xiang Baiwei couldn't give an answer to this question at all.

Should Xiang Baiwei confess, "Because you let me and our child go wrong in your past life, I just remembered these things, so I am angry with you?"

Of course Xiang Baiwei couldn't say these words.

She looked at Jiang Sui, who was waiting patiently for her to speak with a nervous look on his face. After a long struggle in her mind, she finally gave in: "I'm not angry with you, I just feel unhappy. It has nothing to do with you, and even less with you here."

"It has nothing to do with me here?"

Jiang Sui is talented, and he became the principal based on his real abilities and knowledge. It would be impossible for Xiang Baiwei to play word games in front of him. "What does that have to do with me? Except for me here?"

As he spoke, Jiang Sui suddenly thought of his previous life.

There were waves of shock in his eyes, and an unbelievable thought was about to emerge in his mind.

She looked like she was being unreasonable.

Jiang Sui stared at her for a while, and seeing that Xiang Baiwei's expression was indeed becoming more and more impatient, he stepped aside angrily: "It's just... we were obviously chatting happily on the way back just now, but you suddenly got angry. Of course I wondered if I said something wrong."

He actually guessed it right. Xiang Baiwei changed her attitude because of one sentence.

Unable to say anything, she could only suppress the matter in her heart and digest it bit by bit. Xiang Baiwei suppressed her anger and asked Jiang Sui calmly: "Did you do anything wrong today? You didn't do anything wrong, why should I be angry with you? I'm tired after a day's work and don't want to talk. And I just killed a wild boar, so I'm suddenly afraid now, okay?"

"Of course!"

Jiang Sui nodded quickly, "Then go back to your room and have some rest. I'll make dinner. If you're worried about the wild boar meat I'm stewing, you can tell me how to stew it. By the way, I have a bag of flour in my room. Should we chop the meat and make dumplings?"

Xiang Baiwei was indeed a little greedy when she heard this, but when she thought about the fact that she would have to go back to the space and take care of the land in the space at night, she immediately shook her head and rejected Jiang Sui's proposal: "No, I'm really tired today, I want to go to bed early."

"It's okay. You can take a rest first. I'll call you to eat when I'm done."

Jiang Sui wanted to please his wife, so he immediately said that he could prepare the dumplings by himself.

Xiang Baiwei shook her head gently: "You've been tired all day, let's cook together and stew a pot of delicious meat. Then you can have a good sleep after you're full."

Jiang Sui secretly observed Xiang Baiwei and confirmed it several times. Seeing that Xiang Baiwei was indeed not angry, he returned to the water pressure well and continued to scrape the pig hair with peace of mind.

While the pot was boiling, Xiang Baiwei sat on a small stool, passing firewood under the stove and daydreaming.

After the meat was stewed, Xiang Baiwei also thought it through.

The Jiang Sui in the previous life and the Jiang Sui in this life now seem very different, and they are also very different when they interact with me.

In this life, Jiang Sui is not a cold and hard stone, nor does he do things that make himself sad.

There is no need to let Jiang Sui here bear the mistakes of Jiang Sui in the past.

I can no longer treat these two people as one person.

This is very unfair to Jiang Sui here.

So, for the first time ever, after the meat was cooked, Xiang Baiwei called Jiang Sui, who was washing clothes in the yard, and said, "Jiang Sui, this stainless steel bowl is so big and heavy after it is filled with pork. I can't lift it, and it's also very hot. Can you carry it?"

Under normal circumstances, Jiang Sui would have to rob if he wanted to help.

At this moment, Xiang Baiwei actually took the initiative to speak.

Jiang Sui stood up in surprise, wiped the water off his hands, and walked over: "I'll serve it, you go get the dishes and chopsticks, don't touch the clothes in the basin, the water is very cold, I'll continue washing after dinner."

"Well, Jiang Sui, why not tonight..."

(End of this chapter)