Good-hearted

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Chen Shanshan was so happy. “Then will I be able to eat such delicious noodles in the future?”

Mrs. Chen smiled. “That depends on who makes it. It is Miss Qin who makes it, so the taste might be worse.”

“Unless you ask Miss Qin to teach you how to cook.”

Chen Shanshan said proudly, “Okay, I will learn how to cook from Sister

Zhenzhen. I promise that I will be able to master it!”

“Sister Zhenzhen, oh no, Master Zhenzhen, will you accept me as your disciple?”

Qin Zhenzhen agreed. “I will teach you if you want to.”

As they were talking, Chen Youwei had already finished the bowl of noodles, and he was still not satisfied.

“Yes, it is so tasty, just one more bowl would be enough!”

Qin Zhenzhen added. “I have one bowl left, I will bring it to Uncle Chen.”

Chen Youwei waved his hands with a smile. “You saved the bowl for your husband, how can Uncle Chen eat it?”

“I don’t think you need to rent another house. You can stay at our place. Su Bin can move in too. Our house is big and we have many rooms.”

Qin Zhenzhen pretended to turn him down. “Of course not!”

Chen Youwei chuckled. “Why not? Since you’re staying here for free, consider taking Shanshan as your disciple.”

“We’ll surely have some amazing meals these days. It’s a win-win situation. We won’t be losing anything; in fact, we might even profit from it,” he added.

Qin Zhenzhen agreed with a smile, “Alright, I’ll pay for the ingredients then. That way, we can all live here together.”

Chen Youwei appreciated Qin Zhenzhen’s straightforwardness and didn’t argue. If she was willing to buy the ingredients, he was happy to contribute as well.

Given the number of people living there and Qin Zhenzhen’s exceptional cooking skills, she managed to prepare enough food for everyone.

After breakfast, Qin Silong set out to deliver the noodles to Su Bin. The settlement provided by the prefectural school was conveniently close to Chen Youwei’s home.

Unfortunately, Su Bin had a sleepless night due to the loud noise from the other residents. Even when they were asleep, the constant snoring kept him awake. One individual’s snoring was particularly absurd, sounding even louder than a blacksmith’s bellows, and another’s was unusually high-pitched. The combination of these noises made it difficult for him to get any rest.

Su Bin found it impossible to fall asleep due to the disruptive noises in the room. He inwardly cursed his bad luck for being stuck in the same room with such troublesome individuals.

The next morning. the commotion started again with DeoDle washing uD. reading, and chatting, leaving Su Bin with no choice but to rise and prepare for the day. He reluctantly joined the others for breakfast, which consisted of two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge.

While queuing up for food, he overheard someone mentioning his name.

“Is that Su Bin from the Qian Village? Someone is delivering breakfast to him, get it from the door!”

Su Bin was startled. Who would give him breakfast?

He couldn’t help but recall the previous incident where he had been tricked into eating something that made him ill just before an important event.

Anxiety filled him, wondering if this was another attempt to sabotage his chances in tomorrow’s examination. However, he dismissed the idea of intentionally poisoning him, as that seemed implausible.

Could it be Qin Zhenzhen? He briefly considered the possibility, but he quickly shook his head. He couldn’t imagine her doing such a thing.

In the end, curiosity got the better of him, and he decided to check it out.

At the door, Su Bin saw Qin Silong. He hesitated for a while but still walked over. He did not take the food basket.

She sounded a little angry too. “I told your sister not to follow you here. What are you doing here?”

Furious, Qin Silong put the food basket on the ground.

“You can take it or leave it!”

“You think my sister likes to be given the cold shoulder?”

“She is just kind-hearted.. She doesn’t want you to fail to become a Cultivated

Talent after studying for so many years!”

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