It is said that "one who receives favors shall be obliged to return the favor, and one who eats the food shall be obliged to return the favor." This is an irrefutable truth that has been applied to all situations throughout the ages.
After eating a frozen persimmon, although Yaoguang still wanted to maintain the image of the aloof Tianshan Snow Lotus, her expression of wanting more completely betrayed her master.
She is still just a teenage girl... Su Qingluan sighed: Although she appears to be very mature and aloof, Su Qingluan's two lifetimes of observation tell her that the Yaoguang in front of her is definitely no older than twenty years old.
Strictly speaking, he looked no more than eighteen or nineteen years old.
At this age, in her previous life, she was still a kid who had just been admitted to university, and maybe still had to rely on family for living expenses. Her biggest worry every day was that the boy she liked was not interested in her, or that her idol’s concert conflicted with her exams.
But Yaoguang has actually become one of the "Big Dipper".
Although Mu Xingzhi downplayed it, Su Qingluan felt that the selection process and the tasks these secret guards performed must be cruel and dangerous.
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan's eyes, which were originally filled with tolerance, looked even more gentle when she looked at Yaoguang. There was even a kindness that she herself didn't even realize.
"Would you like to eat another frozen persimmon?" Su Qingluan's tone softened unconsciously.
Yaoguang didn't know what was going on in Su Qingluan's mind, but she was not blind. The look on Su Qingluan's face, like a mother looking at her daughter, made her feel a little creepy: she was already nineteen years old, and the little girl in front of her was only sixteen. What was the purpose of this elder-like look?
Su Qingluan didn't want to do anything, but she felt that it was not easy for the little girl to "carry out the mission" alone, and she had to come to this remote mountain village in such a cold weather.
So when the meal started, Su Qingluan gave her half an extra bowl.
Yaoguang initially looked at the pickled cabbage and pork stew with considerable skepticism. But as she took a sip of the appetizing sauerkraut soup, she unconsciously evolved into Yaoguang Jingze, exclaiming, "I never thought pickled cabbage could be so crisp and appetizing!"
Su Qingluan chuckled to herself, saying the true fragrance principle never gets out of date. She explained, "Sauerkraut absorbs oil, so stewing it with this overly fatty white meat will actually make it even more sour and refreshing, removing the greasiness. Without the oil, it will become sour and bitter. Furthermore, the sauerkraut will become dull and not particularly tasty."
Yaoguang nodded her head rapidly while shoveling rice into her mouth: It’s so delicious, so fragrant!
In fact, it is not Yaoguang's fault that she is so "unsuccessful". If you insist, she has attended those "high-end banquets" of wealthy families before, but in such situations, she usually has a mission to accomplish and has to keep her eyes and ears open. Unless the food is directly related to the mission, it will not attract Yaoguang's attention at all.
Moreover, the social aspect of such banquets far outweighs the significance of the banquet itself, and there are endless rules and regulations. In such occasions, even the most delicious food would taste like chewing wax. Not to mention, if you really only care about eating, you will die without knowing how.
So it was rare in Yaoguang's memory to be able to eat without any burden and to eat such delicious food as this time.
not to mention……
This "fermented cabbage" stewed with fatty white meat tastes so delicious!
Su Qingluan watched Yaoguang always refuse by saying "I can't eat anymore", but every time she was given a bowl of rice, she wanted to lick the bottom of the bowl clean, which made her feel both amused and helpless.
After dinner, Yaoguang volunteered to wash the dishes. Perhaps to wash away the shame of "teaching sauerkraut to swim" and to show she wasn't just there for free, but was truly capable, she cleaned the dishes swiftly and then swept the floor inside and out—of course, she only swept the front hall and the eaves; she didn't enter the bedroom or the room where Mu Xingzhi kept his books.
Because of having "eaten the man's food and been grateful" twice in a row, Yaoguang still felt a little awkward, but she was finally not so aloof anymore.
Su Qingluan was happy to see this happen. After all, no matter how long Yaoguang stayed here, she was still her roommate.
Although she would just ignore her roommate if he was difficult to deal with, she would naturally be happy if he could be more friendly - after all, in the eyes of outsiders, "Mu Xingzhi" was bedridden, and as his wife, she should serve him closely without taking off her clothes, so Su Qingluan could not go out easily.
But being alone in this empty courtyard was a bit lonely and boring—after all, there was no internet or other electronic devices to pass the time in this era. Although there was a room full of books, the relatively interesting storybooks had been "plundered" by Su Qingluan in the past few months and before.
The rest were classics, history books, and miscellaneous books that made people sleepy. Even when Su Qingluan read the relatively meaningful history books, she sometimes felt a headache. She was too lazy to even open the rest.
The two of them tidied up the room together, and then it was time to move in for the night.
Su Qingluan brought Yaoguang into her and Mu Xingzhi's bedroom. Before Su Qingluan invited her in, Yaoguang took a few steps back as if she had received an electric shock: "Absolutely not, this... this is the room arranged by the master... I, cannot be presumptuous..."
Looking at Yaoguang's blushing cheeks, Su Qingluan suddenly had an idea: Could it be that this girl is actually a girlfriend fan, so she dislikes this guy who takes the title of Mu Xingzhi's "wife" - even though they are just a plastic couple?
But I still had to complain in my heart, saying, "We are in the countryside, we don't have such good heating conditions, we don't even have floor heating or wall heating, the main way to survive the winter here is the kang."
Mu Xing's house naturally also has a kang, but like the Su family, the closer the kang is to the stove, the warmer it is. On the contrary, if it is farther away, the temperature will be lower.
Moreover, the flues between the kangs must be cleaned regularly. Otherwise, not to mention being too dirty, the flues alone will be clogged, causing the kang to not heat up, which is a big problem.
Su Qingluan didn't know that anyone was visiting before today. After Yaoguang arrived here, she was busy preparing dinner, which took her half a day.
So even though there was a guest room in the house, because Mu Xingzhi and Song Bo were away for a long time, the kang there was never lit. Only the kang in the master bedroom was always on.
"That's right," Su Qingluan pointed at the kang in her room. "Because my room has a kang, it's fine even if I sleep on the low couch next to it. But the kangs in the other rooms haven't been turned on for several days. If you sleep in one of those rooms for one night, you'll get sick."
Yaoguang still shook her head: "Absolutely not. When I go on missions occasionally, I have to stay even in the freezing cold. This one time is no different..."
This time, Su Qingluan didn't let her be stubborn: "If you mind 'offending' Mu Xingzhi, then you sleep on the main couch and I'll sleep on the lower couch next to it, which is where I usually sleep."
Yaoguang was dumbfounded: So, the person sleeping in the corner was not the young lady in front of her, but her own master?
All of a sudden, Yaoguang was filled with respect for Su Qingluan: How broad-minded a person must be to be able to sleep in the master's bed in front of his master calmly and feel at ease!
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