"Lu Chen, slow down, I'm so cold." Shen Qiaoyue rubbed her stomach and complained, "I'm hungry and cold. Lu Chen, do you know how awful the food in that cafeteria is? It's hard and dry, and they make me eat it with pickled vegetables. I really miss the taste of white rice."
The lunch was so bad that she couldn't finish it even after a long time.
"I also brought back the leftover steamed buns and pickled vegetables from lunch. I'll heat them up and eat them later." Thinking of the taste of those steamed buns, Shen Qiaoyue said with a sour feeling, "So this is what people eat when they work outside. I ate these things during the Great Famine. Back then, it was for survival. After those hard times, I haven't eaten them since."
Shen Qiaoyue thought that good days had arrived, but she never expected that people who went to work would be eating hard, unpalatable bread and enduring unbearable bitterness. She learned the lessons of a day's work!
Actually, the real struggle of daily life hasn't ended yet!
Lu Chen was so thin, and Shen Qiaoyue stared at his back, feeling extremely distressed.
"It's okay, we'll be home soon, and my wife will be able to eat hot rice and chicken soup." Lu Chen felt a pang of heartache after hearing his wife's words. "How about I bring you lunch tomorrow at noon? That way you won't have to eat cold food from the cafeteria anymore."
“No, Lu Chen, we need to keep a low profile. I can eat anything.” Although Shen Qiaoyue complained, she could still manage this kind of life. “I’ll treat myself well when I get home at night. If you bring me food, people will gossip and say hurtful things. I don’t want you to bring me food.”
Shen Qiaoyue also felt sorry for Lu Chen and didn't want him to go through all that trouble.
"Also, I don't want you to eat steamed buns. They have no nutritional value. I'll eat them myself. You need to take good care of yourself. You've been protecting me even when you're injured. What if one day I'm no longer satisfied with how good you are to me?" Shen Qiaoyue began to reflect on herself. "I'll get up a little earlier tomorrow and make you breakfast. There's still a little millet left at home, so I'll cook it for you."
Thinking that Lu Chen was injured and she hadn't done anything, she felt like she had committed a sin.
Lu Chen felt a warm feeling in his heart, and the corners of his mouth kept curving upwards.
Actually, he only had a small cut on his hand, which had already healed.
He felt content just listening to Shen Qiaoyue's nagging and concern.
“The cafeteria also has breakfast, millet porridge. I’ll get it for you tomorrow. I’m used to waking up early, so I don’t need my wife to cook for me.” Lu Chen’s voice carried a hint of excitement.
"Okay, then. I'll cook you something delicious when I have time off this weekend."
"By the way, have you eaten any candy?"
Shen Qiaoyue always remembered to buy candy for the man.
Although Lu Chen was rich enough to buy it herself, the one she bought was different.
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