Chapter 201 Dalang, it’s time to take medicine (11)
Wei Qi glanced at the blue brick and tile house of the Wei family from a distance, his eyes narrowed, his expression obscure and unclear. Huo Shichu thought that he was moved by the scene, and then he remembered that his family was indifferent to him, so he comforted him, "You don't have to be too sad. Some people are born cold and indifferent, and you can't warm them up. Your feet are healed now, and your future life will be fine."
Seeing her trying to comfort him seriously, Wei Qi couldn't help but curl his lips. He didn't explain to her that he wasn't sad, but just replied quietly, "I understand."
He was not sad about the ruthlessness of the Wei family. He just felt unfair for Wei Dalang. He thought that the big brick and tile house built with the money Wei Dalang earned on the battlefield was an eyesore. Since even a meritorious official could not live there, there was no need for it to exist.
Wei Qi had come from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood at the end of the world. He had witnessed all kinds of evil in people's hearts, and his heart had long been tempered to be extremely hard. How could he let his enemy live in the house built with Wei Dalang's blood and sweat?
Wei Qi had many thoughts in his mind, but he didn't show it on his face. He followed Huo Shichu back home and ignored the villagers who said that they were a good match.
"From today on, you have to learn how to cook from me." Huo Shichu said to Wei Qi very seriously, with his hands on his waist, "For more than a month, because your leg injury has not healed, I have taken care of all the housework, but now that you are well, you should share half of the work, what do you think?"
What else could Wei Qi say? Of course he could only agree. He was not a native of this place, so he couldn't push all the housework onto a woman. So he said straightforwardly, "Of course I will learn it well."
When Huo Shichu saw that he accepted it so quickly and had a very good attitude without any male chauvinism, she glanced at him unexpectedly, and happened to see his clear eyes looking at her very seriously. There was no displeasure or reluctance in his eyes, but instead he seemed to be looking forward to it?
Of course Wei Qi was looking forward to it. The food he ate in the apocalypse could only fill his stomach, and it was impossible for him to pursue taste. At the beginning of the apocalypse, he could still find various fast foods or foods with a long shelf life, which tasted good; but three or four years after the apocalypse, the food before the apocalypse was gone, and they could only eat mutated animals and plants.
The meat of mutated animals and plants has no taste at all, and humans are busy escaping for survival, so they don't have the time and energy to develop dishes. It's already very good to be able to cook and eat the mutated animals and plants. Therefore, Wei Qi's meals in the last few years of the apocalypse are simply hard to describe.
Before the end of the world, he was a son of a wealthy family and had never done housework, let alone cooking, so he didn't know how to cook.
At this moment, Huo Shichu took the initiative to ask him to learn, and he was eager to do so. After all, no one could learn it as well as he did. Even if he lived alone, he would not have to continue to sacrifice his taste buds.
Huo Shichu then began to teach Wei Qi how to cook. The two of them, one teaching while the other learning, were both very serious and smart, so Wei Qi's cooking skills improved by leaps and bounds.
One time, Aunt Zhou saw Wei Qi cooking. She was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped to the ground. She said to Huo Shichu:
"Xiao Huo? How can you let Dalang cook? If people knew that he, a grown man, did these things, he would be looked down upon, and you would also be called a lazy woman. No decent woman would let her man cook? People would be gossiping about it!"
Huo Shichu waved his hand and said, "Aunt Zhou, I recently had a big cut on my palm, so I can't work anymore. It hurts so much that I break out in a cold sweat when I exert force, so I can only let Wei Qi cook for himself. If he doesn't cook, then we won't even be able to eat."
She didn't know when she took the bandage that Wei Qi had used to bandage his leg injury and wrapped it around her right hand. She complained to Aunt Zhou in a serious manner: "It's all because of my clumsy hands. I cut my palm while chopping wood. Alas!"
Aunt Zhou was shocked when she saw her tightly bandaged palm: "How could you be so careless?! Dalang finally recovered from his injury, and you got injured again. Why don't you find some time to go to the temple to pray? You two are too unlucky."
After Huo Shichu interrupted her, Aunt Zhou forgot about Wei Qi's cooking. Wei Qi silently raised his eyes, looked at the pretentious Huo Shichu, then silently shifted his gaze and continued to be his "househusband".
After Aunt Zhou left, Wei Qi asked her, "Why didn't you just tell Aunt Zhou that I wanted to cook? Instead, you messed up your hands?"
Huo Shichu glanced at him and said:
"She has long been ingrained in her mind that men shouldn't cook. Otherwise, it's either because the woman is lazy or because the man is useless. Why bother talking to her? It's not easy to convince her, and it will hurt her if you speak too harshly. Her neighbor is very nice to you, and she thinks it's for your own good if she doesn't want you to cook. Are you going to openly oppose her? It would be easier for me to find an excuse."
Wei Qi was convinced by her words and didn't say anything else. Anyway, Aunt Zhou wouldn't come to his kitchen three times a day to see who was cooking, so he let it be.
Another month later, Wei Qi's leg was completely healed. He was like a bird that had been set free. All day long he either went to the mountains to hunt or went to the town to do business. The villagers saw him coming and going in a hurry, and they were all amazed at how well his leg had recovered. It was hard to tell that he was so injured that he couldn't get out of bed two months ago.
Some people who were curious about the matter went to the Wei family to ask Old Man Wei and Mrs. Wei whether they regretted driving away Wei Dalang and losing such a capable and strong laborer.
Even if Old Man Wei and Old Wife Wei felt a little regretful, they would never admit it. How could they not feel sad and regretful when they lost a strong man like Wei Dalang who could work like a workhorse? After all, with Wei Dalang, their sons wouldn't have to work so hard.
It was useless to regret. The family was divided and the relationship was severed. No matter how well Wei Dalang recovered, he would never come back. Old Man Wei and Mrs. Wei could only listen to others with cold faces saying that Wei Dalang caught a wild boar today and a few pheasants tomorrow, and how much they could be sold for...
Every time they heard it, they couldn't help but think how great it would be if the money from selling the wild boars and pheasants was in their hands.
It’s not that Old Man Wei hadn’t thought about easing the relationship with Wei Dalang, but every time Wei Qi met him, he pretended not to see him and ignored his hesitation to speak. After a few times, he didn’t have the face to "accidentally meet" Wei Qi again, because his little thoughts were seen through by others. Others said behind his back that this old man was thick-skinned. When he saw someone was injured, he thought the person was a burden and immediately pushed him away; when he saw someone recovered and could work, he came up to him again... How could he have the face to do that?
After hearing this several times, Old Man Wei felt ashamed and didn't have the face to approach Wei Qi anymore.
(End of this chapter)
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