Who knows whether Qin Ye mentioned that matter to her after marrying her?
Can't it? Like he said, it's not a glorious thing. Since Ye Qing in the previous life is dead, as long as he is not sick, he won't mention it again.
However, I can't ask Qin Ye about this kind of thing. There's no way to ask him.
Ye Qing could only frown and think to herself.
Qin Ye thought she was worried, so he gently put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Don't worry, I'll ask someone to investigate this matter and see where the source is. As long as I insist that it's a false accusation, this matter will not affect you."
Ye Qing still felt uncomfortable.
Gao Hao had been standing in the yard. After Qin Ye gave him a few instructions, he looked into the house a few times and then left quickly.
Ye Qing took several deep breaths before suppressing the throbbing in her heart and going to the kitchen.
Today I plan to simply stir-fry two dishes. She pickled the local pork from last time, put it in a jar and buried it in the ground. When it’s time to eat, she can dig it out and use it to stir-fry vegetables. She doesn’t even need to add salt.
Qin Ye stopped her and said, "Take a rest! I'll be in charge of cooking until your sister comes here."
He had just thrown away his crutches yesterday, and Ye Qing was a little worried about his legs. But Qin Ye took the jar from her without saying anything and strode towards the kitchen.
Ye Qing had no choice but to sit down and rest. She held her daughter in her arms and taught her to sing nursery rhymes. Soon, the smell of food came from the kitchen.
Qin Ye's tall figure came out carrying two plates of food, placed the food on the table, then turned around and went back to serve the soup.
He first cooked the dumpling soup and then fried the vegetables, so the dumpling soup had become a little soft.
As he served the soup, he muttered, "Why is my soup different from yours? I remember your dumpling soup wasn't so sticky, and the dumplings were still chewy after being left out for so long."
Ye Qing took a bite and found it tasted okay, except that the hardness of the lumps was not ideal. After being left for a while, they melted in her mouth.
However, a man who is willing to take the initiative to cook cannot be discouraged. Ye Qing nodded and praised, "Well, it tastes good. It's just that the dumplings I made have a secret weapon. Hehe."
Qin Ye took a bite, frowned, and felt that it was still not good enough.
He looked up and asked Ye Qing: "What secret weapon?"
Ye Qing scooped a spoonful of dumpling soup and fed it to Nannan, who was very happy eating it. She said, "Dad, I know! Mom put eggs in the dumpling soup!"
One time, Ye Qing was seen cooking by her, but she didn't expect that she still remembered it.
Qin Ye was stunned: "Add eggs? Oh, I understand! You used eggs as water to make the dumplings, right? No wonder the dumplings you made are yellow!"
"Just you wait!"
As he spoke, he ran to the kitchen and brought out a bowl filled with cold water and two eggs soaked in it.
He handed one egg to Ye Qing, cracked the other one on the table, peeled it and handed it to Nannan.
Nannan pouted and stood up, looked into the bowl, took the egg and put it next to Qin Ye's mouth: "Daddy, eat..."
Qin Ye dodged the egg in her hand and touched Nannan's soft hair: "Nannan, eat it. Dad has just eaten in the kitchen."
Nannan widened her eyes: "Really?"
"real!"
Qin Ye lied without blushing, and only then did Nannan sit down and eat the delicious eggs.
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