Chapter 31: Different from ordinary people

The soda was in old-fashioned glass bottles. Each person was given a bottle of soda. Zhu Jing generously bit open the bottle cap with her teeth, and the soda in the bottle instantly boiled.

Wen Ci also learned from Zhu Jing how to bite open the bottle.

Zhu Jing raised the soda bottle and said, "Let's have a toast."

Soda is a rare commodity in this era. The dishes on the table are as heavy as the New Year’s Eve dinner. Several people clinked their glasses together.

There were more than just them living in the family compound.

Smelling the aroma of the pork elbows and stewed pig's trotters, many family members came over to take a look, listened to their laughter and left.

After eating two bites, Wen Ci praised: "Sister Jing, your cooking skills are simply amazing." After saying that, he asked with some doubt:

"With your cooking skills, why don't you go to the kitchen of the compound cafeteria?"

Hearing this, Zhu Jing laughed at herself and said, "They just form cliques. They only ask me to help when they are too busy during the Chinese New Year."

Wen Ci felt it was a pity.

For someone with extraordinary cooking skills like Sister Jing, if she opens a restaurant in the South, her business will definitely be very popular.

Nowadays, the country is in a state of disrepair and many northerners have seen the opportunity to go to the south to do business. Sister Jing's Northeastern imperial cuisine can attract many northerners who are doing business.

However, her husband is still serving as a soldier in the northwest.

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There was a large table of food, but the five of them didn't eat much, and more than half was left. Zhu Jing drank the last sip of soda and said calmly: "We can have another meal with these dishes tonight."

Wen Ci shook his head: "I won't come."

She had been eating a little too well in recent days, and had obviously gained a few pounds. She needed to control her weight a little, and seeing the looks from the other sisters, she said, "I want to lose weight."

"Sister Wen Ci, why are you still losing weight?"

"That's right, I think you're too frivolous."

Wen Ci smiled brightly when she was praised. Despite the repeated dissuasion of her sisters, she still came in the evening and met their children.

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The sun sets and shines on the Gobi Desert.

Wen Ci said goodbye to her sisters after dinner and went home. The house was deserted. Suddenly, Wen Ci found that the sketch she had placed on the table in the morning had disappeared.

She locked the door before leaving. The noise in the kitchen attracted Wen Ci's attention and he looked towards the kitchen and called out tentatively, "Huo Jingyuan?"

"Um."

As soon as she finished speaking, Huo Jingyuan came out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles. His dark eyes stared at her and he said in a low voice:

"Have you finished your meal?"

"Yeah." Wen Ci nodded, raised his chin, and asked curiously: "Shouldn't you be training in the wild? Why are you back?"

"How did you know I went for a field training?"

Seeing that Wen Ci didn't answer, Huo Jingyuan curled his lips slightly: "I was worried that you couldn't apply the medicine yourself, so I came back to help you apply the medicine and then left."

Wen Ci: “…”

Her mouth opened in shock and embarrassment.

"No...no need to apply medicine." Wen Ci said stutteringly.

But her mind couldn't help but recall the scene of him helping her apply the medicine last night. The man's well-defined hands applied the ointment and gently touched her body.

The red and swollen area instantly feels cool.

Seeing that she was blushing, Huo Jingyuan did not continue to ask questions. He sat at the table in the living room and ate a mouthful of the noodles he made.

"Aci, your drawing skills are pretty good."

The first thing he noticed when he got home was the blueprint on the table. There were few skilled workers under him who could draw so accurately, and there was no one else at home except Wen Ci.

Wen Ci raised his lips: "I like painting when I was in the village."

She paused and asked, "So what do you think about building the yard according to the blueprint? Is that okay?"

"Can."

(End of this chapter)