Chapter 34 We'll get our marriage certificate tomorrow.
Du Yinlong then realized that Du Ruoxia was doing this for his own good. Tears welled up in her eyes; her life could finally be saved.
Gurgle, gurgle.
At that moment, Du Yinlong's stomach growled.
She awkwardly covered her stomach.
"Are you hungry? I'll go get you something to eat," Du Ruoxia said.
"No, no, I'm not hungry," Du Yinlong quickly waved her hand. She had just drunk half a bottle of soda, how could she dare to eat anything else?
Seeing this, Du Ruoxia thought for a moment and said, "Actually, I'm hungry too. But I don't know how to cook. Do you know how to cook? Could you go to the kitchen and make two bowls of noodles so we can eat together?"
Du Yinlong immediately nodded and said, "I can, I can cook."
What girl from the countryside doesn't know how to cook? Du Yinlong started collecting and chopping firewood when she was five years old, and she would stand on a stool to cook for the whole family.
She's a pretty good cook. Whenever there's a wedding or funeral in the village and a chef is needed, they'll always slip Du Yinlong a small red envelope to help out with the cooking.
Du Ruoxia: "Then go cook the noodles, I'll take you to the kitchen."
“Okay.” Du Yinlong got up and followed her.
When guests come to visit, it's not appropriate to let them into the kitchen.
However, Du Ruoxia was really bad at cooking, so she let Du Yinlong do it himself.
"No problem." Du Yinlong skillfully washed the vegetables and grabbed a handful of noodles to put in the pot.
Judging from her cooking skills, Du Ruoxia could tell that she must be quite good at cooking.
"We have cured pork and shrimp at home, let's put some in too?" Du Ruoxia suggested.
"Oh... okay." Du Yinlong chopped up the shrimp meat and put it in to cook. Soon, a rich aroma filled the kitchen.
Du Ruoxia asked, "Do you often cook at home?"
"Yes." Du Yinlong nodded. "I usually do the laundry, cooking, feeding the pigs, and cutting pig feed."
After saying that, she glanced cautiously at Du Ruoxia and added, "Du Zhiqing, as long as I stay at your house for one day, I guarantee I'll clean it spotless..."
"No need, no need, that would be treating you like a babysitter."
“It’s alright, I’m happy to do it. No one has ever truly cared about me before. I want to thank you, Du Zhiqing.”
Du Yinlong now felt full of energy, and she was willing to do anything to escape that cannibalistic home.
After the noodles were cooked and the seasonings were added, Du Yinlong suggested asking Du Ruoxia if she wanted to cook two more dishes.
This is why Du Yinlong dared to ask the question, seeing that the kitchen had no shortage of food, vegetables, or meat.
For an ordinary family, a bowl of noodles would be quite good; who could afford two side dishes?
Du Ruoxia pondered for a moment and said, "Just make one more meat dish. I'm the only one in my family, so I don't eat much."
"Okay, sure."
So Du Yinlong made another dish, sweet and sour pork.
She learned this dish from a master chef who specializes in flipping woks at rural banquets, and this was her first time actually making it herself.
Once the meat is cooked, the aroma fills the air.
Du Ruoxia couldn't resist picking up her chopsticks and taking a bite first, then gave Du Yinlong a thumbs up.
With Du Yinlong moving in, it was no longer suitable for Yang Zeyan to live together. Fortunately, their troops had set up temporary camps in Yuxi Village, and the troops were rushing to complete the construction. Du Ruoxia was also going to work at the county hospital in two days.
That night, Du Ruoxia pondered for a long time and decided to strike while the iron was hot and get married to Yang Zeyan.
Every night, Yang Zeyan would come to Du Ruoxia to bring her something new and interesting. Tonight, he brought her rose cake.
Du Ruoxia ate a piece and said:
"Let's get married."
"Let's get the marriage certificate tomorrow."
Du Ruoxia looked at Yang Zeyan, who was clearly frightened, and stared at his bright red face, unable to help but secretly curl the corners of her mouth.
"Should!"
Judging from his calm and composed demeanor just now, I thought he didn't care about anything!
Yang Zeyan stared at her for a long time, listening to his heart pounding more fiercely than a war drum. He licked his dry lips and it took him a while to find his voice, "What, what did you say?"
"We'll get our marriage certificate tomorrow," Du Ruoxia answered quickly. Yang Zeyan's gaze was too intense for her to avoid, and her cheeks and behind her ears gradually flushed red.
She turned her head to the side and said in a very low voice, "We'll get the marriage certificate first thing tomorrow morning. It shouldn't interfere with your mission, right?"
After Du Ruoxia finished speaking, she hurriedly ran outside, but the man grabbed her wrist.
"Why are you running? I'm just asking, are you telling the truth?"
Yang Zeyan's voice was still deep, but the joy and happiness contained within it could not be concealed. His hand unconsciously clenched, and he couldn't help but frown. Her wrist was really too thin; she would have to take good care of it in the future.
His hands were dry yet warm, and Du Ruoxia felt a continuous heat emanating from her wrists, flushing her cheeks crimson. She tried to pull her hand away, but he insisted on getting a definite answer from her. She could only glare at him and nod slightly. "I'll be waiting for you at the village entrance tomorrow morning. If you don't come, I'll..."
"Come on, come on, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning," Yang Zeyan suddenly stood up, pressed her down into her seat, and was outside in the blink of an eye. "You're definitely not full, eat some more! I have some things to take care of first, see you tomorrow morning!"
Du Ruoxia stared in surprise at his carefree back, finding it hard to believe that this man had just told her not to rush and that he was going to send her off to her wedding!
Once everyone had gone far away, Du Ruoxia withdrew her gaze. In any case, they both got what they wanted. Yang Zeyan's family was pressuring her to get married, and she did indeed need a marriage to get rid of the shameless Du family.
Compared to some ugly men, Yang Zeyan is good-looking, has a good job, and comes from a good family... Even if they are not extremely wealthy, the family must be well-educated and reasonable to have raised such an outstanding son as Yang Zeyan.
Anyway, marrying him won't be a bad deal!
If Yang Zeyan meets someone he likes later, or falls in love with someone else, then they can get a divorce. The new society is not bound by conventions!
Du Ruoxia touched her earlobe and packed up all the leftover food on the table to take home.
The next morning, she got up before dawn, washed up, and tied her hair into a "princess hairstyle" that would be popular in later years.
She tidied her sideburns in front of the mirror again, hesitated for a moment, then took out the lipstick she bought at the department store and applied it. Carrying the basin, she walked towards the room. She was startled by the person squatting by the door as soon as she reached the door. "You, what are you doing here?"
In the dim corridor light, Yang Zeyan's eyes shone brightly. He stood up, clutching his hat, and took the basin from her hand. "I told you I'd come to pick you up."
Du Ruoxia hurriedly went inside to change into the dress, carefully put away the village committee certificate and her ID card, and said to the "doorman" standing at the door, "Go on, don't delay your work."
"No rush," Yang Zeyan couldn't help but smile as soon as he saw her. He took the package from her hand and followed her forward. "I took a day off. Let's go have breakfast first."
Yang Zeyan also drove a military green car to pick her up. Du Ruoxia opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.
"Why did you ask for leave?" Du Ruoxia looked at him in surprise, feeling a little uneasy. She didn't want to delay the unit's mission because of her.
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