Chapter 45

The weather in April was unpredictable. They thought that the Northern City would gradually warm up, but who knew that after a strong wind blew in the evening, it would start to snow again?

The family compound, which had already been free of snow, was covered with a layer of silver-white snow once more overnight. Wen Nuan finally realized what the term “late spring cold” meant.

She had almost been cooped up at home the entire winter, but now that she had to return to the cafeteria for work, she felt the chill of Northern City for the first time in days.

Fortunately, after starting work, Wen Nuan saved quite a bit of coal, so their home was not as cold as an icehouse. Otherwise, without a heated kang, they would surely have been shivering and sniffling.

Gu Qinghan also felt pleased that Wen Nuan had taken the initiative to lean closer to him over the past two nights. He was relieved that she no longer looked down on him like she had during the earlier days. Therefore, when it was time for bed, he held her tightly, fearing that when the weather warmed up, Wen Nuan might complain about being too hot again.

That day, Gu Qinghan woke up early to return to the regiment. Before leaving, he told Wen Nuan that he couldn’t walk her to the cooking class, explaining that their commander had organized a walk for comrades at the regiment level and above to a nearby cemetery.

Even though it had already been several days past Tomb-Sweeping Day, they had deliberately delayed the outing for a few days to avoid superstition.

Since the weather had been bad all day, around four in the afternoon, The Quartermaster asked Wen Nuan to take Lele home first, to avoid getting caught in the snow again later.

A couple of days ago, her colleagues from the cooking class had gone up the mountain to pick mushrooms and wild vegetables, and they had brought back a lot of mugwort leaves. Wen Nuan had made some green rice balls at the cafeteria, but the soldiers from the flight team were not suited to eat too many of these indigestible foods, so she hadn’t made much.

In the kitchen, they still had a lot of mugwort leaves left, so Lao Zhong simply distributed them to the comrades in the kitchen.

However, everyone clearly felt exhausted from cooking in the cafeteria, and when they returned home, they hardly touched the stove again, so no one wanted the mugwort leaves.

Wen Nuan had no choice but to bring home the leaves that no one wanted, planning to make some green rice balls and have Qinglan take some back to the dormitory. With the weather being cold these days, the food wouldn’t spoil easily.

Just as she finished kneading the dough mixed with mugwort juice, Gu Qinglan and Sister Guihua came in.

As soon as they entered, the fresh aroma of mugwort filled the air. That refreshing scent revitalized them, and the fatigue of the entire day seemed to vanish in an instant.

Lele was holding a piece of dough when she saw Gu Qinglan enter. She hurriedly waddled over to her, calling out in her baby voice, “Aunt!”

Seeing this, Gu Qinglan scooped up the plump little girl and gave her a big kiss on the cheek. “Lele, did you miss Auntie? Auntie bought you a new hair clip. Do you like it?”

As she spoke, she pulled a new hair clip from her pocket and clipped it into Lele’s hair, laughing, “Wow, our Lele looks so beautiful! Auntie loves you so much!”

Wen Nuan looked over at them and, noticing the hair clip in Lele’s hair, said, “Qinglan, don’t buy her so many hair clips; she already has seven or eight!”

Gu Qinglan chuckled, “I don’t care; I want to buy for our Lele. When summer comes, Auntie will buy you pretty dresses!”

After saying this, she gave Lele several more kisses on her cheek. The little girl burst into laughter, bringing the dough in her hands to Gu Qinglan’s mouth, signaling her to open wide: “Ah—”

Gu Qinglan chuckled and directly took a bite of the dough that Lele had offered her.

Seeing this, Wen Nuan frowned and quickly said, “Qinglan, that dough isn’t cooked yet! Aren’t you afraid it’ll upset your stomach?”

“Moreover, who knows how long that piece of dough has been played with by Lele? How could you still dare to eat it?”

Gu Qinglan laughed heartily, pinching Lele’s cheeks, showing no concern. “It won’t kill me! Besides, I’m starving! I’ve been busy all day like a spinning top, and it feels like no matter how much I eat, I’m never full.”

The little girl giggled and planted a kiss on Gu Qinglan’s face, and said: “Kiss~”

Wen Nuan watched as the two of them played around, shaking her head with amusement. “But you still need to be careful not to get a stomachache. By the way, there are walnut pastries and some snacks in the dresser; if you’re hungry, you can eat a little.”

Sister Guihua also shook her head with a smile. “Exactly! You work in a hospital, yet you don’t pay attention to hygiene yourself!”

Gu Qinglan took the sisters-in-law’s advice with a grain of salt, ignoring it as she hurried over to the dresser with the still-giggling Lele. She whispered in her ear, “Lele, Auntie will get you something delicious. What do you want to eat?”

With that, Gu Qinglan opened the dresser, and Lele reacted even faster, stretching out her little hand and grabbing a bag of candies that Wen Nuan usually didn’t allow her to have, smiling brightly, “Candy!”

Gu Qinglan sneakily took out a piece of candy and said with a grin, “Don’t shout so loudly! Be careful your mom sees it; then Auntie will be in trouble!”

As soon as the little girl heard this, she quickly raised her right index finger and placed it on her rosy lips, whispering, “Shh.”

Gu Qinglan kissed Lele’s chubby face a couple more times. “That’s our clever Lele!”

Just then, Wen Nuan, who was making the green rice balls, suddenly called out, “Gu Qinglan, don’t give her any more candy. She just had one for lunch.”

“Oh, got it!” Gu Qinglan replied, picking up a piece of snack for Lele. “Lele, let’s eat this; it’s tasty.”

The little girl quickly covered her mouth, shaking her head while mumbling “Mmm-mmm-mmm” and furrowing her brows.

“Ungrateful! If you don’t eat it, Auntie will!” Gu Qinglan said, popping the snack into her mouth and crunching it loudly.

Meanwhile, Wen Nuan and Sister Guihua were preparing the green rice balls. The filling was made from fresh bamboo shoots that Wen Nuan had just chopped into small cubes, and mixed with minced meat and green onions.

There was also a three-flavor filling made with mushrooms, black fungus, minced meat, and some small shrimp that Sister Guihua had brought over. Although it hadn’t been steamed yet, it already smelled delicious.

Since both Gu Qinglan and Lele loved sweet foods, Wen Nuan had also made a filling of sugar and peanuts specifically for them.

With Sister Guihua’s help, they packed the green rice balls quickly.

Recently, Wen Nuan had not been cooking much at home, so she had saved on oil.

To ensure the texture of the green rice balls wouldn’t be too coarse, she brushed each one with a layer of oil, making them round and smooth. The layer of dough concealed the bits of mugwort, giving each rice ball a polished appearance.

Sister Guihua praised Gu Qinglan, saying, “It’s still you, sister-in-law! When I used to make green rice balls, I would just add chopped mugwort directly into the filling, but my husband, Lao Zhou, wouldn’t really eat them; he said it would choke him.”

Wen Nuan’s method was to extract mugwort juice and mix it into the dough, which made the surface particularly smooth.

As Wen Nuan placed the green rice balls into the pot, Gu Qinglan took over the task of adding firewood, curiously looking up to see that each rice ball was perfectly round and quite beautiful.

“Just looking at them makes me want to eat them right now.” As she spoke, Gu Qinglan quickened her pace, adding more wood to the fire.

After steaming for about ten minutes, the green rice balls were ready to come out.

Once cooked, the rice balls appeared soft and delicate, each one neatly arranged on a plate, creating a vibrant green display that looked fresh and adorable.

Wen Nuan separated the various fillings into different plates. Gu Qinglan had been eagerly waiting, and as soon as the plate of sugar and peanut filling came out, she couldn’t wait for it to cool down. She quickly picked one up with chopsticks and took a bite.

The sweetness of the melted sugar combined with the crunch of the peanuts created a delightful flavor. The rich sweetness was balanced by the soft and refreshing exterior of the rice ball, which mellowed out the sweetness perfectly, making it just right—not too sweet and not bland.

After trying the sugar and peanut filling, Gu Qinglan moved on to the three-flavor filling. No wonder the commander was so attracted to the food made by her sister-in-law!

Who could eat this and not say it was delicious?

Seeing Gu Qinglan gobble down three rice balls and still wanting more, Wen Nuan handed her a lunchbox filled with green rice balls. “Qinglan, take some to Sister Juxiang. These are all sticky rice balls; don’t eat too many at once.”

Gu Qinglan smacked her lips and replied with a smile, “What do you mean too much? I only had three!”

Nevertheless, she obediently accepted the lunchbox from Wen Nuan and asked, “Is this for Sister Juxiang?”

“Mm-hmm, make it quick and come back; it might snow again soon,” Wen Nuan said, casually handing Gu Qinglan a knitted hat for her to wear, but Gu Qinglan didn’t put it on.

“It’s not that cold right now; it’s a hassle to wear. I’ll be back right after I deliver this,” Gu Qinglan replied, grabbing the lunchbox and heading out the door.

The little girl thought Gu Qinglan was leaving and pouted, her lips quivering as if she was about to cry, tears welling up in her eyes.

Sister Guihua picked up Lele and said, “Your Auntie is just taking the green rice balls to Aunt Juxiang. She’ll be back in a little while.”

Upon hearing this, Lele stopped crying.

Wen Nuan poured a cup of tea for Sister Guihua and placed it on the Eight Immortals table. Suddenly, she said, “Sister Guihua, I’m going to visit Old Zhao in a couple of days. Would you like to come with me?”

Just then, Sister Guihua had mentioned that Captain would be on leave in a couple of days, and they planned to visit a barefoot doctor in town.

Since Wang Xiaoxia had returned home, Sister Guihua had finally become happy again, and Captain Zhou had also taken the initiative to say he would go see a doctor.

The two of them still wanted children; it was just that, previously, a mother-in-law had intervened, making it difficult for Sister Guihua to feel happy about anything.

Wen Nuan thought that since they were going to see someone anyway, visiting Old Zhao would be good, as it would add another opinion to consider.

Sister Guihua lowered her voice and asked, “There won’t be any problems going to see him, right?”

Old Zhao had been labeled as a rightist, and the families in the compound were all highly aware of the political situation. Not only would they avoid going to see him, but even when they needed to trade goods in the village, they would take care to avoid passing by the cow shed, fearing it might bring trouble upon themselves or jeopardize their soldier family member’s career.

Wen Nuan chuckled and replied, “I had Qinghan ask the Political Commissar, and he said there’s no problem.”

In truth, Wen Nuan didn’t visit often; she had only gone to see Old Zhao once before. He knew she was from the family compound, and after they discussed the matter, he let her leave without any issues.

Old Zhao was even more cautious than she was.

Sister Guihua was tempted. After all, they had already seen all the doctors available nearby; the only place they hadn’t visited was Old Zhao’s.

After some thought, Sister Guihua said, “Tonight I’ll ask Lao Zhou. I’ll invite him to come along.”

Meanwhile, Gu Qinglan was hurrying toward Sister Juxiang’s house, as this area was shaped like a “凹 with many residents living there.

Although Wen Nuan had already told her several times about the home of Sister Juxiang, Gu Qinglan still couldn’t figure it out.

Never mind, she thought; she would just knock on the door and ask.

Just as Gu Qinglan knocked on the wooden door of the third house to her left, a slender figure holding a baby opened the door. However, the person wore a hat that covered most of her face.

Gu Qinglan glanced at the baby in her arms, noticing how small it was, and assumed that Chen Meijiao was still in her postpartum period, which was why she wore a hat.

Not wanting to waste the woman’s time, Gu Qinglan shyly asked, “Sorry, Sister-in-law, I came to look for Sister Juxiang. Do you know where she lives? I don’t quite remember.”

Chen Meijiao looked at Gu Qinglan’s beautiful face and thought she looked somewhat familiar. “It’s fine. Sister Juxiang lives right next door. She should be at home now; you can go ask her.”

Before Gu Qinglan could respond, Aunt Zhang came out and asked, “Meijiao, who is it?”

She walked up to Chen Meijiao, blocking her, and scrutinized Gu Qinglan from head to toe. Then her eyes lit up. “Oh, you must be Vice Captain Gu’s sister, right? Are you looking for our Meijiao?”

Gu Qinglan recognized Aunt Zhang as the one who had caused a fuss in the kitchen brigade last time, resulting in her son’s wife being forced to return to work shortly after giving birth.

Gu Qinglan’s expression darkened slightly. “No, I’m looking for Sister Juxiang.”

Aunt Zhang smiled and wiped her hands on her apron. “Oh, Juxiang? She’s right next door.”

“Alright, thank you, Auntie.” Gu Qinglan thanked her and prepared to leave, holding the food container.

However, as Chen Meijiao closed the door, Gu Qinglan caught a glimpse of the bruise on the half of her face that the hat’s brim had hidden.

But the wooden door had already shut, and Gu Qinglan had no way to examine it more closely.

When she finally found Deng Juxiang’s home, Gu Qinglan handed her the food container. “Sister-in-law, this is the green rice balls made by my sister-in-law and Sister Guihua. They said to send some over for you to try.”

Deng Juxiang had recently harvested quite a bit of mugwort, but in the past two years, neither her children nor her husband had shown much interest in eating the green rice balls she made. Therefore, she didn’t plan to make any this year and intended to dry the leaves to make mugwort water to soak her feet in during winter.

She hadn’t expected Wen Nuan to send her some. When she opened the food container, steam wafted out, indicating they had just been made.

Moreover, the green rice balls made by Wen Nuan were much softer and cuter; the bright green skin completely concealed the coarse mugwort particles. They looked round and delicious!

Deng Juxiang said, touched, “Xiao Nuan is so thoughtful! Look at me; I’ve been too lazy to make these this year.”

Then she added, “Qinglan, wait a moment; I’ll put the green rice balls away.”

As she spoke, she took a plate and arranged the green rice balls on it. Then she added some rice noodles and twisted doughnuts into the empty food container, saying, “Please help me take these to Xiao Nuan and thank her for the rice balls.”

Gu Qinglan looked at the extra items in the food container and felt a bit awkward. “But this…”

Deng Juxiang replied, “Don’t hesitate. You can take them as snacks.”

Gu Qinglan decided not to be polite, smiling as she said, “Thank you, Sister Juxiang. I’ll take them home then.”

Deng Juxiang chuckled. “What’s there to be polite about with Sister-in-law? If I say you can take them, then take them. Also, please thank Xiao Nuan for me.”

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Gu Qinglan suddenly remembered seeing Chen Meijiao in the house next door and curiously asked, “Sister, who lives next door? The woman who was on her postpartum period.”

Deng Juxiang pondered for a moment. One neighbor was Chen Meijiao, while the other family had children who were already several years old, so no one was in their postpartum period. She said, “Ah? You must be talking about Meijiao, right? She finished her postpartum period last month. Why? Did you see her? I’ve been looking for her these past few days, but she hasn’t come out. They said she’s sick.”

“Sick?” Upon hearing this, Gu Qinglan felt certain she hadn’t been mistaken; that sister-in-law really did have bruises on her face.

Deng Juxiang nodded. “Yeah, I’ve tried to find her twice in the past few days. Her husband, Captain Zhang, said that both she and the baby caught a cold, so they didn’t let her go outside.”

“Sister-in-law, I think I just saw… Sister-in-law Meijiao had some bruising on her forehead.” Gu Qinglan had been working at the hospital for a while now, so she was particularly sensitive to injuries. Even though the bruise didn’t seem severe, it was quite strange for a postpartum woman to have one.

Moreover, she had once been beaten by her second brother and her mother, so the bruises on her face were all too familiar to her; they looked like they were caused by someone else.

At first, Deng Juxiang didn’t quite understand, but as she quickly recalled recent events, she began to connect the dots. A few days ago, she had heard sounds of crying and fighting, but the baby’s cries quickly drowned them out, so she hadn’t paid much attention.

She spat in disdain, set down the green rice balls in her hand, and stormed out of her house, striding angrily toward the neighbor’s place.

Gu Qinglan hadn’t quite reached yet but hurriedly picked up the food container and followed her.

This time, it was Aunt Zhang who opened the door. Deng Juxiang tried to enter their house, but Aunt Zhang stubbornly refused, saying the baby was just about to sleep and had caught a cold, forbidding Deng Juxiang from going in and disturbing the child.

Deng Juxiang wasn’t reckless; seeing Aunt Zhang’s determined stance only heightened her suspicions that something was amiss.

However, it wouldn’t be wise to confront Aunt Zhang directly, as she was notorious for being difficult to deal with. If she threw herself on the ground and claimed someone had pushed her, it would make things even more complicated.

Having lived next to them for three years, Deng Juxiang was well aware of Aunt Zhang’s character.

She took a few deep breaths and decided to go home. Spotting Gu Qinglan, who was still holding the food container, she said, “Qinglan, I’ll find an opportunity to get to the bottom of Meijiao’s situation.”

Gu Qinglan held the food container, feeling a bit at a loss. Hearing Deng Juxiang say this, she responded, “Sister Juxiang, Comrade Meijiao must have heard the commotion, but she didn’t come out, so it seems she doesn’t want to make a big deal out of it.”

Deng Juxiang sighed. “I know. Meijiao has always been like that—she prefers to downplay things. But now that things have escalated to violence, it’s like letting someone walk all over her.”

Then, feeling helpless, Deng Juxiang said, “Never mind, I’ll find a chance to ask her directly. It’s going to snow soon, so you should hurry back home, Qinglan.”

Looking at the overcast sky, Gu Qinglan agreed and headed home.

—o—o—o—

Once she returned home, she told Wen Nuan about the situation.

Wen Nuan’s brows furrowed tightly as she listened. “Who did this? It wouldn’t be Aunt Zhang, would it?”

Wen Nuan had seen Aunt Zhang’s fierce temper; she had managed to make a woman who had just given birth go back to work, so it wasn’t impossible for her to resort to violence.

However, it was also possible that Meijiao was experiencing domestic violence. Wen Nuan had seen many instances of so-called male chauvinism in her family compound back home. The men not only refused to do household chores but also liked to take their frustrations out on their wives. If they came home to find dinner not ready, they would hit their wives, and if they had a bad day at work, they would also vent their anger on the women at home.

However, many people actually considered it normal, saying, “What woman hasn’t gone through this?”

Some even said that if a man hit you, it was because he regarded you as someone close; otherwise, he wouldn’t hit someone else.

Moreover, in this day and age, getting a divorce is truly difficult. Wen Nuan had yet to see anyone who had divorced.

What infuriated her was that Chen Meijiao had just come out of her postpartum period not long ago!

Gu Qinglan said, “I’m not sure either. Aunt Zhang stopped Sister Juxiang from going inside, and I haven’t gotten to the bottom of it yet. I hope it’s just a misunderstanding.”

Wen Nuan slammed her hand on the table, startling Lele, who was eating the green rice balls.

The little girl looked at Wen Nuan with a mix of curiosity and fear, as if she had never seen her mother this fierce before.

Seeing Lele’s reaction, Wen Nuan immediately picked her up and planted several kisses on her forehead.

Lele clung tightly to Wen Nuan’s neck, her big eyes studying her, and then she gave her a kiss on the cheek.

Wen Nuan melted at Lele’s gesture, her emotions slowly calming down. “You’re right; with all that commotion, Meijiao must have heard it. She probably just didn’t want to come out.”

Recalling how Aunt Zhang had stirred up trouble in the cafeteria before, even demanding an apology from Chen Meijiao, Wen Nuan couldn’t muster any goodwill toward Aunt Zhang.

It was likely that Chen Meijiao was willing to endure the situation herself and did not want anyone else to interfere.

Many people were unwilling to share their family matters with others, claiming that family scandals should not be aired in public, while they were always eager to see the misfortunes of others.

Since the person involved did not wish to come forward, any attempts from outsiders to help her would be in vain.

Gu Qinghan walked in from the courtyard and noticed that Wen Nuan and Gu Qinglan both had grim expressions on their faces. He asked, “What happened?”

Gu Qinglan, who was unable to hide things, immediately recounted what had just happened as if he were firing off cannonballs.

The more Gu Qinghan listened, the tighter his brows furrowed. He finally understood why Wen Nuan looked so angry.

It was likely that Chen Meijiao had been harmed by someone, whether it was Aunt Zhang or her husband, and this situation was infuriating.

After all, Chen Meijiao had just given birth. To lay hands on a postpartum woman was, frankly, inhumane.

Previously, Gu Qinglan had been attacked by Gu Qingsong, and if it hadn’t been for the distance between them, Gu Qinghan would have surely taught Gu Qingsong a lesson.

Wen Nuan then looked at Gu Qinghan and asked him, “If it really is domestic violence, can the organization do anything about it?”

Gu Qinghan gazed at Wen Nuan’s angry expression, held her and the child in his arms, and replied calmly, “This matter is not something outsiders can easily intervene in. Even if it were to be reported to the Political Commissar, they would only advise them and have them reconcile. Moreover, we still don’t know the specifics of the situation, so it’s hard to make a judgment.”

“And in the end, it all depends on Chen Meijiao’s attitude. If she doesn’t pursue the matter herself, and others intervene, they might end up being the ones who disrupt her family,” Gu Qinghan said.

Wen Nuan sighed, feeling extremely distressed.

Chen Meijiao’s personality seemed soft and gentle, like a little lamb, and given that she had just given birth, it was likely she would not pursue the issue.

Countless women had endured a lifetime of suffering for the sake of so-called family integrity, wanting to provide their children with a complete home.

Not to mention domestic violence; many would tolerate infidelity as well.

Gu Qinghan held her tightly, planting a kiss on her forehead. “Let’s wait until your Sister Juxiang finds out more and see what Chen Meijiao’s attitude is.”

Wen Nuan nodded, realizing that was all they could do.

Suddenly, Lele shouted: “Ah!”

Gu Qinghan looked down and saw that Lele’s face had been squished, so he loosened his grip slightly.

Wen Nuan couldn’t help but hug the child and kiss her a few times. “Oh dear, what’s wrong with our Lele? Don’t be upset, it’s all your father’s fault! Why is he holding you so tightly? Look, our Lele is all squished!”

Gu Qinghan chuckled, taking Lele into his arms. He noticed that she had bits of peanut scattered around her mouth and asked, “What has Lele eaten?”

Wen Nuan pointed to the mess of green rice balls on the Eight Immortals table that Lele had made. “Green rice balls. This little one knows how to eat! She devoured all the filling inside and didn’t touch the outer layer at all! She’s so picky; I wonder who she gets that from!”

Gu Qinghan looked at the bowl, now empty of filling, yet he picked up a green rice ball with his chopsticks and popped it straight into his mouth.

Wen Nuan: “……”

How could he eat that?

Wen Nuan had also thought about not wasting food, but she hadn’t planned to eat it herself; instead, she intended to feed it to the chickens.

After all, the green rice ball had been handled by Lele, its shape had been distorted, and there was a layer of Lele’s saliva on it, making it look sticky and gooey.

Gu Qinghan pinched Lele’s little cheek and said, “Being picky isn’t good; otherwise, you won’t grow tall in the future.”

Lele didn’t heed his words. She looked at the plate of green rice balls on the table, wanting to reach out for one. However, Wen Nuan was quick, snatching it away. “Don’t eat that; otherwise, you won’t eat your meal later.”

Gu Qinghan raised an eyebrow. “Wife, I haven’t eaten yet; give me one.”

Wen Nuan smiled at him and then picked up one with minced meat filling, bringing it to his mouth.

Gu Qinghan tasted it, nodded, and praised it, “Delicious.”

Wen Nuan smiled brightly at him. “Let me have that filling.”

Before Gu Qinghan could react, Wen Nuan had already eaten more than half of the filling from the center and then smiled contentedly.

“……”

Finally, it was clear who Lele had inherited her traits from.

Seeing that her parents both had food while she had none, Lele reached out and poked at her father’s mouth, trying to fish the green rice ball out. She babbled, “rice, rice…”

Gu Qinghan grabbed Lele’s hand, frowned, and pinched her little nose. “If you don’t eat your meal later, your mommy will discipline you again.”

Upon hearing this, Lele immediately hugged Gu Qinghan’s neck and quietly turned her head to glance at Wen Nuan.

Wen Nuan, noticing Lele’s expression, was so annoyed that she smacked Gu Qinghan’s arm. “When have I ever disciplined her? You’re just making things up!”

Lele, scared, burrowed further into Gu Qinghan’s embrace.

Frustrated, Wen Nuan turned and walked away with the green rice ball.

Gu Qinglan who has been watching her brother and sister-in-law interact, grinned foolishly.

When she saw Wen Nuan about to take the green rice ball away, she asked, “Sister-in-law, can I have another one?”

Before Wen Nuan could respond, Gu Qinglan shouted, “Please, sister-in-law, I really want to eat!”

“Why are you shouting so loudly?” Wen Nuan exclaimed, her ears buzzing from his loud voice. “If someone didn’t know better, they might think I’m mistreating you!”

Gu Qinglan blinked innocently and replied defiantly, “It’s not mistreatment! You give it to Big Brother but not to me!”

“……”

Wen Nuan huffed, “Eat, eat, eat! All you think about is eating! You three, surnamed Gu, hurry up and cook! I’m not doing it anymore!”