The Lady's Sickly Husband

C12. What a Calculation! Corn Bread for Meat!

Ning Shaoqing who was at the door felt reassured and peaceful when he saw the thin figure by the carriage.

He had been frequently looking to the distance to check if she was back. Never had he ever been so eager to see anyone.

Mo smiled when she brought what she bought into the house, "Sir, why are you standing here?"

A simple greet yet Ning could tell the tease in her tone. He blushed out of shyness which turned all his worries into something like this, "Why are you this late? I'm starving. Now go prepare the meal."

Mo stopped in shock, her smile frozen and her passion dampened out by the cold water her husband just poured.

Oh! Great, I am merely a cook whose mere value is to cook!

"Get out of my way," fumed Mo angrily after coming back to herself. She deliberately shoved Ning aside when carrying the package into the house and left Ning stunned at the door.

Though angry, she still had to prepare the meals. So she went straight to the kitchen after sorting what she bought in the day. However, the way she chopped let Ning's brows knit tightly together. It was so loud that one could clearly tell the intangible anger from it.

Both lost in their own thoughts that they didn't notice a person coming in.

"I called in front of the open door yet no one answered. So I just walked in," said the woman after she reached the kitchen.

Mo Qianxue was startled by the voice. She raised her head out of shock, only to find it was Zhao Ersao who had attended to her when she first arrived. So Mo smiled fatuously, "Sorry, I was chopping and didn't hear you. It's been a long time, what's the matter?"

"I heard you went to town? So I guess you haven't got the time to cook your meals. I brought you some corn bread. Humble as it is, it is a great filler."

A great filler? Jesus! She would rather starve to death than eat the corn bread that was hard as stones!

Zhao Ersao's must all have marvelous teeth!

Though thinking it that way, it would be improper and ungrateful of her to turn it down. Mo Qianxue cried in heart yet still took the bread harder than stones with gratitude and casually put it on the hearth.

Visible cunningness flashed across Zhao's eyes after Mo accepted the bread. She looked around the kitchen and landed her gaze on the ham. "Ah, you bought some pork?" asked Zhao in excitement.

It was the meat Mo Qianxue planned to salt for better use. Jinhua Ham, the best for taste lift.

"Yeah, I don't always get the chance to town. So I bought some." Seeing that Zhao stared fiercely at the ham, Mo Qianxue added, "What about you get some for the children?"

"No, that's inappropriate. It's quite expensive, dozens of notes a kilo." Though she refused the offer, her eyes still glued to the ham.

What a pretentious woman! Why not just say it frankly?

Mo Qianxue couldn't help but secretly despise Zhao for that yet she just smiled, "I didn't thank you for the tend care when I was sick. It's great that you came today, which saves me the bother of visiting your house for this."

Delicious or not, the corn bread was Zhao's kindness. A gram of pork didn't matter much.

Mo Qianxue put the dish she had been stir-frying into the plate as she talked. She then said after taking a kitchen knife, "No need to stand on ceremony. We're neighbors and just take some home."

Zhao Ersao rushed to take the kitchen knife from Mo's hand and pushed her back to the hearth as if fearing that Mo would cut too much.

Zhao's tone sounded extremely polite and amicable, "Don't bother to take care of me. Now go and serve the dish to your front hall. Dishes are easy to cool off during such freezing days and it would do harm to your stomach if you don't eat it hot. I'll cut some myself if that's what you want."