Chapter 401 Reunited (1/2)



Cui Qian was a talkative person; her presence rarely brought boredom. She always made everyone in the room laugh, though there were some vulgarities along the way, such as whether they had consummated their marriage. Privately, she even asked Lu Yunzhou about sex...

This made Qiao Wanyue blush deeply.

Qiao Wanyue realized that this woman was truly feisty.

It's true that I offended people.

Asking such a presumptuous question on our first meeting.

She simply smiled and brushed it off; there was no need to discuss her relationship with Lu Yunzhou with outsiders.

The two only sat for a short while before leaving.

Lu Yunzhou got up, picked up the fruit plate, took it to the kitchen to rinse it, and then put it on the table to dry. He couldn't do without her during the Spring Festival.

"I didn't buy any couplets." Qiao Wanyue checked all the things she bought today and realized that she hadn't bought any couplets.

She suddenly thought, "Should we put up couplets this year?"

In Linxian County, there is an old custom that red couplets cannot be put up within three years of the death of an elderly person in the family.

Although--

"Apply it." Lu Yunzhou said decisively.

Qiao Wanyue nodded.

"Buy it tomorrow."

“No need, just have someone write a few,” he explained. “There are retired elderly people in the nearby residential compound who write couplets for the New Year. They cost one cent a pair, so there’s no need to buy them specifically.”

Qiao Wanyue thought about it and agreed.

"good."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

They then went to wash up.

Qiao Wanyue returned to the bedroom, dumbfounded, and fell silent as she looked at the blanket on the bed.

When Lu Yunzhou came in, she stood there in a daze.

He walked over, pulled her close, and pressed her down on the dressing table. He stuffed a stack of things into her hands. She glanced at it and saw a thick wad of cash, about a thousand yuan.

“Mission bonuses, survivor's benefits, and my salary from the past few years,” he explained.

Qiao Wanyue said, "No need." She wasn't short of money.

Lu Yunzhou pressed her hand down. "Take it, it's yours."

"good."

Since they are husband and wife, they share both glory and misfortune.

There's no harm in having money in her hands.

Qiao Wanyue put the money in the drawer, but actually she put it into her spatial dimension using her consciousness. No place is safer than her spatial dimension.

Lu Yunzhou breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she had accepted it.

"Go to sleep."

"Um"

Qiao Wanyue was still thinking about how to sleep under one blanket and whether she still had to fulfill her marital obligations. After thinking for a long time, her hand was tightly grasped by a large hand, patted, and then the person next to her became still.

Soon, steady breathing could be heard.

I spent a sleepless night.

On the 29th, the festive atmosphere of the Lunar New Year was already very strong.

Qiao Wanyue had Lu Yunzhou set up a large pot in the courtyard and started frying things. Deep frying is a custom in the north for the next six months, commonly known as "guo you" (过油). They also made steamed buns, and every household would prepare things for the New Year in advance.

They will also arrange a good meal on the evening of the 29th.

On the 30th, people make dumplings and put up couplets.

Lu Yunzhou was cooking, while she was kneading the dough, scalding it, adding some white sugar, and making some sugar cakes and vegetable dumplings. The meat was prepared in advance, so there was no need to braise it; just a few fish and some vegetables would suffice.

The white dough sizzles as it enters the oil pan, turning golden brown in no time. After a while, the golden-yellow balls float to the surface, are pierced with chopsticks, and then scooped out with a slotted spoon.

The same applies to the others.

The aroma wafted far and wide. The children in the residential compound were still polite, standing at the door hesitating for a long time. Although life is getting better, most families wouldn't use so much oil, as it's so wasteful. They would only make some buns and then do a token amount of cooking.

Continue read on readnovelmtl.com


Recommendation



Comments

Please login to comment

Support Us

Donate to disable ads.

Buy Me a Coffee at ko-fi.com
Chapter List