Looking at Jiang Yu's delicate and beautiful appearance, Li Qian’s mind was consumed by a single thought, repeating over and over: "He likes me, likes me, likes me." He completely ignored the words about the jacket, his gaze growing deep and intense, like a hungry wolf intent on tearing apart its prey.
Li Qian calmed his emotions and gently stroked Jiang Yu's head. “If you like it, that’s good. I like you too.”
“Huh? What?” Jiang Yu didn’t quite understand what Li Qian meant. He only assumed Li Qian was saying that he also liked the jacket.
“It’s nothing. Are you hungry? I’ll cook for you,” Li Qian said. Since it was late autumn when they had come to the countryside, the harvest season had already passed, and the tasks assigned by the village chief for the young people were mostly menial, like cutting grass and feeding the pigs and cows.
The village chief would also give them credits according to the work, which was an unspoken understanding in the village. After all, taking care of livestock wasn’t just troublesome; it didn’t earn many credits either. The chief did this just to make sure the young people from poorer families could survive the winter.
So, Li Qian now had a lot of free time. But Jiang Yu grabbed his hand and said seriously, “I already said I’ll cook. I’m really good at it. How could you not believe me?” Jiang Yu was now angry, and he quickly pulled Li Qian into his arms.
Li Qian was stunned. How could his wife be stronger than him? What should he do now?
Why was Jiang Yu able to pick him up so easily, this eight-foot-tall man!? Although he didn’t look fat, his entire body was muscle!
Li Qian was still in a daze, questioning life. He struggled to speak, “Ah Yu, how are you so strong?”
Jiang Yu shrugged nonchalantly. “It’s nothing. When I’ve eaten my fill, I’m even stronger than this.” Jiang Yu boasted, claiming that lifting Li Qian was nothing. He could even lift a few hundred-pound bears, let alone this little weakling named Li Qian.
Seeing Jiang Yu with such immense strength, why didn't he think of resisting Qiao Shuangyu? It wasn't that he didn’t want to resist; it was because he was under the influence of some unknown force that made it impossible for him to do so.
Jiang Yu carried Li Qian out of the room, with Li Qian nestled in his arms. This sight made Liu Xunfang, who had been waiting outside in the courtyard for Li Qian to open the door, widen her eyes. Could it be that Li Qian was actually the one below!?
However, strangely, the scene had a kind of quiet beauty to it. What was going on?
Of course, if there was no Li Qian, Liu Xunfang would have found the sight of her darkened eyes even more striking.
Liu Xunfang gave Jiang Yu a smile, her suspicions confirmed. She knew all along that Li Qian’s gentle and warm demeanor was just an act, and now his facade had cracked.
Jiang Yu walked into the kitchen and finally let Li Qian down. Li Qian smiled gently. “Ah Yu, you’re so amazing.”
Jiang Yu was momentarily flustered by the compliment. Li Qian rubbed his head affectionately and entered the kitchen, opening his cupboard to reveal it packed with food and seasonings. There were also two long pieces of cured meat hanging in the corner. Jiang Yu’s eyes lit up, swallowing hard as he realized he finally had the chance to show off his skills.
Although he could make even coarse, wild vegetables taste delicious, this was too much of a waste of his talent. His dream was to become a chef at a state-run restaurant.
Heh, a grand dream indeed.
Liu Xunfang had been following behind them, and upon seeing Li Qian's exaggerated expression, she couldn’t help but sneer, knowing he was just putting on an act in front of Jiang Yu.
When Li Qian opened the cupboard, Liu Xunfang quickly realized they were preparing to cook. She smoothed her long hair and made sure there was nothing about her appearance that might cause Jiang Yu to be displeased before stepping forward.
She smiled brightly, her eyes curving with sweetness. “Jiang Yu, may I join you both for dinner? I’ve also brought plenty of food.”
There was an undeniable spark between Liu Xunfang and Li Qian.
Jiang Yu hesitated and looked at Li Qian. Liu Xunfang flashed Li Qian a dazzling smile. “Li Qian, what do you think?”
“I refuse.” Li Qian responded decisively, not fooled by Liu Xunfang's intentions. From the very beginning, he could tell that Liu Xunfang had been aiming for Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu’s cooking was only for him; there was no way he was going to let some random person share in it.
Liu Xunfang didn’t expect Li Qian to refuse so decisively, and she was momentarily taken aback. There was no way she could force Li Qian to let her join them for a meal.
She casually remarked, “I heard that your family was sent down to the countryside a few years ago.” Before she could finish her sentence, Li Qian’s face darkened terribly. The location where he had been sent was actually changed, and he wasn’t even supposed to come to Jiangjia Village at all. It was all thanks to his parents and uncle's efforts.
Li Qian’s gaze turned cold, his voice still calm but carrying an undertone of warning. He would never let Jiang Yu see his terrifying side. “What are you trying to do?”
“Oh, just a little joke,” Liu Xunfang replied, smiling sweetly. “I just wanted to join you for a meal, especially with Jiang Yu.”
Li Qian stared at her, his eyes narrowing, watching the woman in front of him smile so brightly and innocently.
Liu Xunfang, 23 years old, was the only daughter of Liu Shouzhang, a powerful official. With her family’s influence, she could have anything she wanted. Although her family’s standing was almost equal to hers, she was currently under a lot of scrutiny. If Li Qian had come to the countryside to reduce the attention on his family, Liu Xunfang had come of her own volition. She had even argued fiercely with her father about it, but in the end, Liu Shouzhang had given in.
Jiang Yu, confused by the tense atmosphere between the two, thought, Isn’t this just about sharing a meal? Why does it feel like someone is being cheated on?
Jiang Yu tugged on Li Qian’s sleeve. “It’s fine. Don’t worry about me. Besides, my dream is to be the head chef at a state-run restaurant.”
Li Qian finally snapped back to his senses and smiled gently at Jiang Yu. His words, however, lost some of their politeness. “Liu Xunfang, since Ah Yu is fine with it, let’s eat together.”
Liu Xunfang beamed brightly. “Thank you, Ah Yu. Can I call you Ah Yu?”
Jiang Yu nodded in a daze, thinking that it was just a title. Watching the two of them seemingly reconcile, he said, “We’re all living under the same roof. We can’t keep fighting, okay?”
Liu Xunfang shot a sidelong glance at Li Qian. If it weren’t for him meeting Jiang Yu first, she wouldn’t have bothered interacting with Li Qian.
They were originally two parallel lines, yet because of Jiang Yu, they had crossed paths.
Jiang Yu looked through the cabinets, deciding to make a dish of braised potatoes with meat, cabbage and vermicelli, and stir-fried pickled meat with green onions. A few pancakes would be enough for the three of them. It wasn’t that Jiang Yu was being extravagant; it was just that the cabinets were almost entirely filled with meat.
Rolling up his sleeves, Jiang Yu prepared to get to work, but Li Qian sat on the chair by the stove. “I’ll help you.”
Liu Xunfang, unwilling to be outdone, immediately raised her hand. “Ah Yu, I can help you wash the vegetables.”
Jiang Yu watched as the two of them scrambled to help. He couldn’t quite understand what was so appealing about this smoky, chaotic kitchen that made them both eager to jump in.
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