Chapter 31 Today is the day they get their marriage certificate. Soy milk and porridge are also...
With a role model in mind, Zhao Shuyi actually squatted in a horse stance for half an hour.
By the time it was over, she was walking with trembling hands.
Gu Yan quickly stepped forward to support her, "Are you alright? Let me massage you."
Zhao Shuyi sat in the chair, feeling completely unwell.
I want to give up.
But when she thought of his motionless figure that she had seen while she was squatting in a horse stance, she didn't want to give up.
A strange feeling of emotion welled up inside me.
Zhao Shuyi didn't know whether it was out of respect for the strong or out of resentment for her own physical exhaustion; her eyes just felt a little sore.
Gu Yan had been paying attention to her and naturally noticed her unusual behavior.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
He had also gone through the ordeal of squatting in a horse stance, so he knew how difficult it was, but he was still taken aback by Zhao Shuyi's pitiful appearance.
He really wanted to advise her that if she didn't want to learn, then so be it.
But she herself hadn't given up, so how could he persuade her to give up?
"No..."
As soon as Zhao Shuyi opened her mouth, rough fingers touched the corner of her eye, sending a tingling sensation through her. In an instant, Zhao Shuyi forgot her grievances, and her heart began to race.
She will never know how pitiful she looks now.
Gu Yan originally intended to wipe away her tears, but his hands involuntarily cupped her face.
As the two drew closer, and their breaths began to mingle, a soft, sweet voice suddenly rang out.
"Uncle Gu, I need to pee."
The two sprang apart instantly, and Gu Yan almost stumbled as he stood up so abruptly.
"Come on, Uncle will take you there."
Tsai Ming-liang held Gu Yan's hand, looked at Gu Yan, and then looked at his aunt sitting on a small stool massaging her legs.
He suddenly stopped as he passed by Zhao Shuyi.
"Auntie, do your eyes hurt?"
Zhao Shuyi's face burned, and she asked in surprise, "No, what's wrong?"
"Why does Uncle Bu Tong blow on Auntie's face?"
Zhao Shuyi wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground.
How is she supposed to answer that?
Fortunately, Gu Yan intervened and rescued her at that moment.
"Xiao Liang, let's go to the toilet first, okay? Uncle is in a bit of a hurry, or he'll wet his pants."
Zhao Shuyi suppressed a laugh.
How could he say that?
She looked up and met the other person's smiling eyes, then quickly turned her head away, her face burning even hotter.
The two, one big and one small, quickly walked out of the yard, and Zhao Shuyi finally felt relieved.
It's ambiguous, far too ambiguous.
They're about to be husband and wife, but they're still so unfamiliar with each other. It's really awkward.
Zhao Shuyi rubbed her face and stood up from the small stool, feeling a sharp, tingling sensation.
She was filled with regret.
I have to go out in a little while.
If I had known, she shouldn't have started exercising today. There would have been plenty of opportunities later.
But she hopes she can persevere.
After thinking for a moment, she took advantage of the fact that neither of them was around and went back to her room to enter her spatial dimension.
Since the spiritual spring water has the effect of healing wounds, does it also have the effect of healing muscles?
If it really exists, it might help Company Commander Xia next door, at least to prevent his muscles from atrophying.
"Give it a try."
Zhao Shuyi took a bucket, scooped up some spiritual spring water, and soaked her legs in it. After a short while, she could clearly feel that the soreness in her legs had improved a lot.
Zhao Shuyi was delighted that it actually worked.
The spring water is truly a treasure!
When Gu Yan returned with the child, he was surprised to see that Zhao Shuyi, who had been listless just moments before, had regained her energy.
"Are you feeling better, leg?" He was almost incoherent.
Zhao Shuyi hummed in agreement, and then, almost as if possessed, replied, "I feel much better after you massaged me."
The incident had already passed, but when she mentioned it, both of them recalled the awkward moment, and their ears turned red.
Neither of them looked at the other, nor did they notice the other's situation.
"I'll make breakfast. What would you like to eat, noodles or flatbread?"
"If you're tired, I can do it too. You can take a rest." Gu Yan wasn't just saying that; he rolled up his sleeves and headed into the kitchen.
Zhao Shuyi thought that she might be able to try his cooking, so she agreed, "Okay, then I'll help you start the fire."
"No, just sit down. Don't have an allergic reaction again."
“I’m not that fragile. I can do it. I even want to go up the mountain again.” Zhao Shuyi insisted, “I think I’m just a little weak. Once I get stronger, I can do anything.”
Gu Yan was a very respectful person, so he let Zhao Shuyi have her way of starting the fire.
Dr. Wang said her allergy wasn't serious and that he could take another look.
After discussing it, Gu Yan decided to make pancakes.
Zhao Shuyi stared at Gu Yan, afraid that Gu Yan was just putting on a brave face. But when she saw that Gu Yan's kneading technique was just as skillful, Zhao Shuyi was genuinely surprised.
"You're really good at cooking."
Gu Yan chuckled. "You think I'm making this up?"
No, not at all.
She never expected his technique to look so professional.
“I once worked on a mission at a state-run restaurant, so I learned some techniques, but the taste isn’t as good as yours.”
Zhao Shuyi thought to herself, "If I arrange for you to have spiritual spring water, it will definitely taste very good."
The water in the tank has been mixed with spiritual spring water; let's see how it goes in a little while.
Zhao Shuyi wanted something sweet, so Gu Yan kneaded some white sugar in—a very ordinary combination.
He only lightly brushed a layer of oil on the pan when making the pancakes.
It's exactly what Zhao Shuyi likes.
She really doesn't like things that are too greasy.
Soon, the unique aroma of the flatbread wafted from the pan. It was a very ordinary flatbread, but the aroma made people's mouths water.
Gu Yan said as he took a freshly baked pancake, "Let it cool down first."
Then he continued frying a second pancake.
When the second pancake was almost done cooking, he divided the first pancake into two pieces and handed them to the two people, one big and one small, who were eagerly waiting in front of the stove.
"Try it and see how it tastes."
Zhao Shuyi took it and felt its temperature first.
"It's still a little hot," she told Xiao Liang. "Eat it in small bites so you don't burn yourself."
The little guy swallowed a few times before nodding, then took the biscuit and ate it in small bites.
Zhao Shuyi realized the high quality of this pancake the moment she took her first bite.
"It's delicious." She had never been so sincere in her life.
She was starting to suspect that anyone with access to the magical spring water could make delicious food.
"Have you always been this good?"
Gu Yan's eyes were full of smiles. "No, I'm only good at making noodles. My stir-frying is just so-so, but I can learn. You can rest at home from now on."
Gu Yan was originally worried that Zhao Shuyi might not be satisfied with his cooking skills.
But Zhao Shuyi didn't hide her emotions too much on her face; you could tell she genuinely thought it was delicious.
Then he can cook.
"Then I'll be waiting to enjoy this blissful life," Zhao Shuyi said with a sweet smile.
She was genuinely pleasantly surprised.
Although she enjoys cooking, it feels different when someone shares the cooking responsibilities with her.
The future seems more promising.
After making the pancakes, they sent a few to the neighbors next door. After finishing their meal, the two tidied up and left the child at Xia Mulan's house temporarily before heading out.
Gu Yan probably really wanted the neighbor to adopt Xiao Liang.
Zhao Shuyi was happy to cooperate.
Xia Mulan seems to like Xiao Liang quite a bit, and Xiao Liang doesn't seem to mind Xia Lianchang either, so this arrangement should be pretty good.
Today is the day they got their marriage certificate, and neither of them forgot; they've been thinking about it constantly.
Although she didn't mention taking photos, Zhao Shuyi still wore a white shirt.
These days, photos are mostly black and white, so wearing white should make you look healthier.
Sure enough, Gu Yan was very thoughtful. As soon as he stepped out the door, he asked, "Do you want to take a couple of photos later? We can send one to my grandfather, and I can also try to get him to help send one to your parents."
Zhao Shuyi was pleasantly surprised. "Can Grandpa contact my parents? Can I write them a letter?"
Gu Yan hesitated for a moment, "I'm not sure about that. Sending a letter will definitely be subject to strict scrutiny. Photos are more convenient, but it's just a trial and I'm not sure if it will definitely be delivered."
Hearing him say that, Zhao Shuyi became a little curious about where her parents had gone.
She suppressed her thoughts and said, "Then let's not write a letter. I don't really have much to say. I just want to know that my parents are safe."
"Don't worry about that, Grandpa can guarantee that."
"Really? Can Grandpa see them?"
It wasn't that Zhao Shuyi didn't trust him, but the Zhao family was in such a miserable state in the original book, so if the Gu family was really that capable, why couldn't they help?
Or did they not help?
Zhao Shuyi was destined to never get answers to these questions; all she could do was pray that her parents would live a good life.
Gu Yan noticed that she seemed a little sad, but assumed that she missed her parents, and pursed his lips.
"Don't worry, I'm not joking about this."
Hearing him say that, Zhao Shuyi felt inexplicably relieved, and she whispered a thank you.
Gu Yan felt a pang of heartache when he thought about how she had traveled a long way from home to find him. He raised his hand and gently rubbed Zhao Shuyi's head.
"don’t worry."
His movements were incredibly gentle, just like the way Zhao Shuyi used to pet stray cats.
Zhao Shuyi felt inexplicably embarrassed.
Knowing that the other person was concerned about her, she couldn't push him away, so she could only let him touch her and then cough lightly to cover up her embarrassment.
"What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?"
Zhao Shuyi glanced at him; the man was more than a head taller than her, and his neat military uniform made him appear even taller.
With his strong features and sharp eyebrows, he looked every bit like a decisive battlefield general.
In short, he's quite rough around the edges, but he has a very meticulous mind that doesn't match his appearance at all.
It's strange, and it makes my heart race a little.
"It's nothing, just a slightly dry throat."
Gu Yan swallowed, and also felt inexplicably dry.
"Next time I'll cook some porridge or make some soy milk in the morning."
Today they made malted milk powder for Xiaoliang, and they ate the pancakes themselves.
Zhao Shuyi nodded, "Sure, actually soy milk porridge is also very delicious."
I'll try it tomorrow.
The two had arrived at Gu Yan's office as they talked.
The military canteen is not far from the office building.
Gu Yan told Zhao Shuyi to wait downstairs while he quickly went upstairs.
As Zhao Shuyi stood there, officers and soldiers passing by couldn't help but glance at her.
Zhao Shuyi knew she was good-looking and had been stared at quite a bit, but she didn't pay much attention and looked down at her toes.
Therefore, she didn't notice that the young man from the canteen next door saw her hurriedly change into his cook's uniform and ride away on his bicycle.
But even if she saw him, she wouldn't care about a young man rushing around.
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