After returning to Qin Shuman's house, Lin Han put on an apron and began to help Qin Shuman, looking quite professional.
"Aunt Qin, am I getting better and better at it? I can even cut potato shreds now."
Qin Shuman looked at the potato shreds that Lin Han had cut, which were barely thinner than a finger. In order not to discourage her, she still smiled and praised her a few times.
It's really not Lin Han's fault that she's not good at kitchen stuff.
She grew up in an orphanage and ate in the school cafeteria until she graduated from university.
It's not that she's too lazy to cook, but that she doesn't have a house or a home, and no place to cook for herself.
After graduating from university, Lin Han spent most of her time working. Later, she had her own house and kitchen, but she still couldn't find time to cook.
The period after transmigrating into the book was the most relaxed and happiest time Lin Han had ever experienced.
She also has the opportunity to stop and slowly enjoy her three meals a day, and to have time to stop and quietly feel the breeze.
There was no pile of unfinished work, no colleagues who didn't speak properly, and no bosses who couldn't understand what I was saying.
Life suddenly became simple.
"Aunt Qin, could you also fry the peanuts I peeled yesterday? Uncle likes them."
Qin Shuman was busy at the stove, but with Lin Han keeping her company and talking to her, the tedious housework became interesting.
"Okay, go get it, I'll fry it for him in a bit."
When Zhou Fei returned, Qin Shuman and Gu Huaiming's family of three were having dinner and did not wait for her.
She went inside somewhat awkwardly, put her bag down, and then went to the kitchen to get a bowl and serve herself some rice.
"Mom and Dad, my marriage application with Li Fuguo has been approved, and the wedding date is set for one week from now. Do you have any objections?"
Gu Huaiming snorted, "What opinions could we possibly have? You can decide for yourself; you don't need to inform us."
Zhou Fei pursed her lips and bit her back teeth hard.
"Mom and Dad, I was wrong before. I apologize to you. Please forgive me."
No one responded.
Qin Shuman placed a piece of meat into Lin Han's bowl with her chopsticks.
"Hanhan, eat more, and then go back to your room to rest."
She didn't want Zhou Fei's situation to affect Lin Han's mood. She was already working hard taking care of Huo Qizheng every day, and coming home was a time to relax and rest.
Lin Han didn't want to get involved in Zhou Fei's affairs, but she didn't give Zhou Fei a friendly look either. She slowly ate and drank her fill before getting up and going back to her room.
Qin Shuman had almost finished eating, and when Lin Han got up, she followed suit.
"Wash the dishes yourself after you finish eating, and put the leftovers in the cupboard."
Gu Huaiming, a grown man, was sitting there picking peanuts when he saw his wife run away, so he quickly put down his chopsticks.
"Hey, wait for me."
Zhou Fei originally wanted to get closer to the two elders and ease their relationship, but suddenly everyone was gone.
She angrily shoveled white rice into her mouth.
"Lin Han, Huo Qizheng is awake now. I'm waiting to see you make a fool of yourself."
I won't tell you that Huo Qizheng has woken up. If you go to the hospital tomorrow, he'll inevitably be resentful after spending the night alone, and he'll likely give you a hard time.
Zhou Fei did it on purpose; she never intended to tell Lin Han from the beginning.
She married Li Fuguo, so why should Lin Han be able to live a good life as Huo Qizheng's wife, the head of the regiment?
Lin Han was unaware of what had happened at the hospital. After finishing her meal, she hid in her virtual space to binge-watch TV series.
She only came out when she heard Qin Shuman call her.
"Aunt Qin, you were looking for me?"
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