Chapter 217 What kind of person is your mother?

On the way back to Taiheyuan, He Tingzhou leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed and hardly spoke a word.

But Shuang Xu knew that he was not asleep. He was holding her hand, and if she moved, he would tighten his grip and open his eyes to look at her.

He didn't let go when getting off the car, so Shuang Xu had to bend over and crawl through the carriage to get off to his side.

Wansui was pacing around in front of the door, looking a little anxious. As soon as he saw the two people get off the car, he rushed over. When they got home, Shuangxu immediately put food in it, but it didn't eat and kept circling around her legs.

She was a little surprised: "Aren't you hungry?"

Wansui suddenly came over and licked her face. She didn't react in time and was licked by its tongue. When she tried to hide, she fell to the ground.

He Tingzhou walked behind her, picked her up from the ground, and walked towards the sofa.

Shuang Xu didn't struggle, but leaned obediently into his arms and hugged his waist.

The thrills and emotional ups and downs of the day all settled at this moment, and the peace of survival gently enveloped them.

In such a peaceful moment, Shuang Xu asked him, "What kind of person is your mother?"

He Tingzhou hasn't thought about his mother for a long time, because the bad things would come to mind first. The kidnapping at the border is a hurdle that he can't get over in his memory.

He thought for a long time, searching for her image in his memories behind the copper and iron walls.

"She is a reporter. She is the one that gives the leaders of Taiwan a headache. She is disobedient and dares to say anything. In her first year, a vicious knife attack occurred in a middle school. The murderer ran away and the higher-ups suppressed the news. She reported the incident without authorization during a live broadcast and reminded students to pay attention to safety. She was suspended from work."

"Taiwan wanted to send reporters to Iraq, and she was the first to sign up. She stayed on the front line for more than a month. Several shells landed near her. She was knocked down by the shock wave and her camera was broken. The first thing she did when she got up was to rush to the local children who were injured in the bombing."

Most of He Tingzhou's memories before the age of six were actually already vague, but many things that he thought he had forgotten all came flooding back as the gate opened.

"On my fifth birthday, she gave me a piece of iron, saying that she had been injured in the battlefield and that it was a bomb fragment taken out of her body. It was very meaningful."

"She actually picked it up on the street. She forgot to buy me a birthday present."

"She once took me to a car accident. In order to avoid a group of ducks, the car crashed into a tree. My grandmother was so anxious that she scolded her, 'Which is more important, your life or the ducks' lives?' She said, if you ask that, then of course my own life is more important. But if I hit the tree, I would at most be injured, but if I ran over it, they would be dead."

"She is very good at cooking, but she always pretends not to be able to cook and never goes into the kitchen. She says my dad is stupid and never notices it."

"She said that she actually fell in love with my dad at first sight when she interviewed him at the Air Force base. She shamelessly asked many friends to set him up, and spent half a year becoming friends with my grandmother, before she had the chance to go on a blind date with him."

"She said my dad didn't know about it and it was a secret between us."

Shuang Xu really didn't expect that Mother He was such an interesting person, who dared to love and hate, and was free and lively.

Commander He's seriousness and dullness are like the two extremes of cold and hot.

"She's so cute."

He Tingzhou's lips twitched slightly and he said, "She will also find you cute."

Shuang Xu raised his head and asked, "Anything else?"

"Why are you so curious?" She was not usually a person who liked to pry.

"I want you to remember more of her," Shuang Xu said, "so that when you think of her in the future, they will be good memories."

He Tingzhou looked into her clear eyes. The inky night came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows. Wansui was lying on the ground. Such a quiet night was no longer so scary to him.

He entangled the ends of her hair with his fingertips and was silent for a moment before speaking again: "She said that the interests of the nation and the country are always higher than the interests of individuals, and that we should not let the life and death of the two of us hinder more important things."

"She said that besides us, He Qingwei had more people to protect and he had no choice in that position."

"She told me not to blame him, that he was a soldier first before being a husband and a father."

Shuang Xu's heart felt like it was being squeezed by a hand, squeezing out sour juice.

She seemed to see a living woman standing before her, brave and forthright, lovable and respectable.

She suffered pain that she shouldn't have suffered, but she never blamed He Xiwei for it.

She was his wife, who understood him better than anyone else and sympathized with his helplessness.

He Tingzhou knew she was right. He had resented He Xiwei and hated him, but he would never say he was wrong.

Shuang Xu asked him again: "If your mother were still alive, what would you most want to do?"

This assumption is actually meaningless, but He Tingzhou still thought about it and answered her: "Take her to eat noodles. We have an appointment to eat noodles together."

Shuang Xu suddenly climbed up from him, jumped down and walked away. He Tingzhou looked at her back. She ran into the kitchen. After a while, the sound of the refrigerator door opening and closing was heard from inside.

Hooray! Straighten your head and look over there.

When she exclaimed "Huh" and muttered to herself, "Where's the beef?", He Tingzhou stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Shuang Xu opened the refrigerator door and bent over to search inside. He Tingzhou stood behind her, bent over, picked up a box of beef and placed it in front of her.

She turned her head and glanced at him, saying politely, "Thank you."

He Tingzhou leaned against the bar and watched her continue working.

Shuang Xu had asked the boss of Youpu for advice on how to make beef noodles last time, and had memorized the recipe by heart. But when it came time to make it, she suddenly got stuck.

What is the first step?

"Do you need help?" He Tingzhou asked.

"No need." She refused decisively.

Oh, by the way, the beef ribs need to be blanched first.

After reading the recipe successfully, she turned on the fire, cut the beef into pieces, blanched it, added spices to make the soup, and the seasoning had to be removed after three minutes so that the bottom of the soup would be clear.

Cook the noodles in another pot, pour the cooked beef soup on top, sprinkle with chopped green onions and coriander, and the beef noodles are ready.

He Tingzhou just leaned on the side leisurely the whole time, and when he said he didn't need help, he didn't help at all.

The noodles were cooked. He took a glance at them and found they looked pretty good.

Shuangxu brought the noodles to the table and placed the chopsticks. She and He Tingzhou sat on the same side, and the empty seat opposite them had the third bowl of noodles.

He Tingzhou was really a little hungry, so he picked up his chopsticks and picked up the hot noodles.

Shuang Xu stared at him intently. It was his first time cooking, so he couldn't help but be excited: "Is it delicious?"

He Tingzhou said, "It's delicious."

The Crown Prince is difficult to serve and these two words are already a high evaluation.

Shuang Xu was relieved and was also surprised by her cooking skills: "I didn't expect it to be so successful the first time."

It wasn't until she picked up the noodles and took a bite that her expression froze.

The soup base is not fragrant enough and the taste is very light. When you put it in your mouth, you feel like you don’t know what you are eating.

She savoured it carefully, her frown showing three parts doubt and three parts suspicion.

Not giving up, I took a second bite.

She put down her chopsticks in annoyance: "I forgot to add salt."

He Tingzhou said, "We have run out of salt at home."

"It's not used up yet." Shuang Xu said, "I saw the salt."

He Tingzhou: "I'll give you the stairs, please step down."

"……oh."

He Tingzhou let out a soft laugh from his nose. He turned his head and gently kissed her lips, just lightly touching them.

He rested his hand against her forehead, his usually casual expression showing a rare seriousness: "Thank you, Princess."