Shen Yanming really wanted to say, "Didn't you just go there this morning!"
Seeing the other person's dazed look, he pointed and said, "There!"
Zeng Yiming nodded, threw off the covers, and shuffled towards the bathroom in his slippers.
After washing his hands with water, his mind finally cleared up.
Then I washed my face with warm water, but didn't dry it with a towel, and just walked out.
After sitting back on the sofa, he took two tissues from the coffee table and wiped the water droplets from his chin.
"There are new towels in the bathroom, why didn't you use them?" Shen Yanming asked.
"I'll only be staying for a few hours, and I'll have to waste a towel on you. It's not worth it!" Zeng Yiming said with a smile.
Shen Yanming shook his head. "It's not a waste. If you've used it, you can take it with you when you leave."
"So, I've lost out?" Zeng Yiming laughed heartily. "That won't do! We have to make it up to you!"
How do you plan to make amends?
"Of course we'll eat good food, we'll eat your family out of house and home!" Zeng Yiming said matter-of-factly, then got up and sat down at the dining table.
Shen Yanming went into the kitchen, brought out the remaining dishes and placed them on the table, and then served three bowls of rice.
He handed the largest bowl to Zeng Yiming and said, "You eat first, I'll go call Qiao An!"
"What's wrong with her?"
"It's nothing, she's just asleep. I'll go ask her if she wants to eat!" Shen Yanming said with a smile.
Although the host didn't mind him starting to eat first, Zeng Yiming still put down his utensils and said, "Go ahead, I'll wait for you two."
Shen Yanming nodded and quietly walked into the bedroom.
Then she sat on the edge of the bed and gently nudged Bi Qiaoan, "Darling, wake up, it's time for lunch!"
Bi Qiaoan opened her eyes groggily and asked, "What time is it? Is dinner ready?"
"Well, it's already 12:30. Shall we get up and eat? If we stay in bed any longer, we'll probably have insomnia tonight!" Shen Yanming said.
Bi Qiaoan nodded, sat up, and leaned against the headboard. After waiting for two or three minutes, she got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash her face.
Then, when I came out of the bedroom, I found Zeng Yiming staring at the braised pork with shining eyes, but he was holding the corner of the table tightly with his hands to restrain himself.
Upon seeing Bi Qiaoan take her seat, Zeng Yiming greeted her warmly, like a host: "You're awake! Come and eat, while it's hot!"
He shoved the bowl with the least amount of rice into Bi Qiaoan's left hand, then took a spoon and put it into her right hand, smiling as he said to her, "Eat up!"
Bi Qiaoan was a little embarrassed. "Um, you're a guest, you should eat first!"
"Then I won't be polite!" With that, Zeng Yiming picked up a large piece of braised pork with his chopsticks.
Wow~ It melts in your mouth and leaves a lingering fragrance!
Zeng Yiming's face showed a satisfied expression. He asked, "Yanming, when did your cooking become so good? After eating this meal today, what am I supposed to do when I get home? I won't be able to eat or drink anything."
"You can improve your cooking skills with more practice!" Shen Yanming said casually, but actually he saw that Zeng Yiming was too tired, so he added a few drops of spiritual spring water to the food while cooking, so that he could replenish his strength and make the food taste better.
"I'm no good, a natural kitchen killer." Zeng Yiming shook his head, then recounted his embarrassing cooking experiences from childhood to adulthood to the two of them.
Bi Qiaoan couldn't help but burst into laughter after hearing this, saying, "The first time I cooked, I made a whole pot of porridge. Seriously, a huge pot!"
I was young then and had no idea how to get the ratio of water to flour. Sometimes I'd add water if it felt too thick, and sometimes I'd add flour if it felt too thin.
In the end, it just turned out to be a pot full of stuff.
I asked my parents for credit, but my mother was afraid that I hadn't cooked it properly, so she didn't drink a drop.
It took me two days and two nights to finish it.
As Bi Qiaoan spoke, her voice lowered. "Because of this incident, whenever my mother asked me to learn to cook, I would use the excuse, 'You don't eat my cooking because you think it's not clean, so why should I learn to cook?' to brush her off. It wasn't until I was beaten down by society that I slowly learned to be independent."
Shen Yanming knew that she was recalling her past life, so he held her right hand tightly and told her that he was there.
Zeng Yiming didn't notice any of this. He laughed for a while and then asked, "Old Shen, what about you? How did you get your cooking skills to this level?"
"I used to never lift a finger, but after I confirmed my relationship with Qiao An, I slowly started to learn how to cook."
Back then, the apocalypse hadn't happened yet, and we had a decent supply of food to spare for my antics. Aside from the things that were absolutely inedible and I had to throw them away, everything that didn't taste good ended up in our stomachs.
The food she cooked back then was really awful. I almost threw up myself, but she just ate it without batting an eye and said not to waste it.
At that time, I was thinking, I can't let my wife eat this kind of food all the time, even if she is willing, I am not!
So I took every opportunity to cook, and over time, I developed my culinary skills.
After Shen Yanming finished speaking, he added in his mind, "Of course, my cooking skills are only considered good, definitely not as good as they are today, but I can't tell the truth!"
Bi Qiaoan felt better after listening to Shen Yanming's confession-like self-narration.
She quickly picked up a piece of braised pork and fed it to Shen Yanming, saying, "Thank you so much, my husband, for cooking for me every day!"
Shen Yanming happily ate the food, and only after swallowing did he say, "It's no trouble for my wife, I'm happy to do it!"
Zeng Yiming, watching from the side, was so jealous that he couldn't help but interrupt, "I said, you two, that's enough, my old teeth are about to fall out from the sourness!"
"Okay, okay!" Shen Yanming nodded, then said to Bi Qiaoan, "Let's be normal, don't irritate this single dog."
Bi Qiaoan nodded, pursed her lips, and smiled secretly.
Now Zeng Yiming had no excuse to cause trouble, so he could only lower his head and eat.
The group finished their lunch in this relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.
Shen Yanming told Zeng Yiming to take a nap while he and Bi Qiaoan cleaned up the dishes.
After washing the dishes, Shen Yanming noticed Zeng Yiming sitting motionless on the sofa and asked, "Why didn't you go to sleep for a while?"
"I've slept all morning, how can I possibly fall asleep again!"
"You haven't slept for a whole day and night, how can you make up for it in just three or four hours?"
"I was wondering why you didn't tell me. I thought I'd need to sleep all afternoon to recover, but I felt so energetic after eating!"
Shen Yanming fell silent. He hadn't expected the spiritual spring water to be so effective!
“By the way, I plan to sit for a while and then go home,” Zeng Yiming said.
"Didn't we agree to leave tonight?"
Zeng Yiming chuckled, "That's because I was worried about not being energetic on the way, so I thought I'd rest a little longer at your place. Look how clear-headed I am now, I should go back as soon as possible to put my mind at ease."
Who knows, I might even get home before midnight and get a good night's sleep!
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