This Chapter Is Kind of Interesting

After finishing the meal, Sister Lan cleared away the dishes and went to the kitchen to busy herself. Qin Yanan got up and stretched.

"I went to a meeting at the library this morning, and I still have some things to do in the office." Qin Yanan casually picked up her coat, not intending to change her clothes.

"Okay, I'll ride back to school in your car." Liu Chang'an was just visiting her. Liu Chang'an already knew her health condition after the last check-up, and it was relatively stable at the moment, unlike ordinary pregnant women who need to be checked from time to time.

As for women getting angry, apologizing repeatedly is useless. Sometimes when they act angry, it's not because they still have a lot of resentment to vent, but just because they want to keep doing it for him.

At this moment, Zhu Juntang came upstairs and wasn't too surprised to see Liu Chang'an there.

"I saw you walking this way, but I'll have a bowl of porridge to warm my stomach first." Zhu Juntang originally wanted to come with Liu Chang'an to visit Qin Yanan, but the porridge prepared by the kitchen was delivered on time at noon. After smelling the aroma, Zhu Juntang to rest in the RV for a while and have some porridge before going up the mountain.

"What kind of porridge?" Liu Chang'an asked casually.

"Crab congee, king crab or emperor crab, I forgot." Zhu Juntang wasn't interested in the ingredients; her job was simply to eat. As for which ingredient was the best choice, that was something only the chef needed to know.

"That's probably an emperor crab," Liu Chang'an glanced at Qin Yanan.

"Okay, I'll have Sister Lan prepare it next time." Qin Yanan understood his look perfectly, but she still snorted to indicate that she wouldn't make it for him; Sister Lan would cook the porridge then.

In the cold, damp winters of the South, a bowl of delicious, nutritious porridge can warm you up all day. The shells of king crabs are rich in oil, which is used to soak rice. The tenderest meat from the whole crab is then crushed and mixed with other ingredients. After cooking, you can see no meat in the porridge, just rice grains. It's like a simple porridge made with only white rice, but it's full of the sweet and delicious flavor of meat. The taste is superb. Even a fairy like Zhu Juntang can drink a whole bowl at once, instead of just two or three spoonfuls as usual.

"I'm so full, where are you guys going?" Zhu Juntang asked when she saw Qin Yanan and Liu Chang'an getting up.

"I need to go to the office this afternoon." Qin Yanan didn't actually have anything urgent to do.

"Go to class this afternoon," Liu Chang'an said to Zhu Juntang. "You've been behaving better lately. I'm thinking that next time you might not just be grounded; your mother will invent some new punishment sooner or later."

"You're being so kind in reminding me... is there some kind of conspiracy?" Zhu Juntang looked at Liu Chang'an suspiciously, her eyes darting around as she thought, there must be a conspiracy.

"Never mind what I said." Liu Chang'an simply sat down. "Come on, everyone, let's skip school and play cards."

"Let's play cards!" Zhu Juntang called to Qin Yanan. As long as they didn't have to go to class, anything they did was more fun.

"Sure." Qin Yanan checked the time, sent Yu Gen a message, and asked him to help fill out a form. She promised to treat him to tea next time.

As for when we'll have tea next time, there's no set date... These goddess-level ladies have very busy schedules. Maybe next time we'll have tea, it'll turn into giving him a small gift, perhaps an old-fashioned item bought from a very artsy shop in some small Europe town... That would be nice, wouldn't it?

Of course, Qin Yanan asking Yu Gen for help was a case of mutual assistance between colleagues, not a case of a goddess and a backup plan, and cannot be generalized.

"What kind of cards are we playing?" Qin Yanan asked again. Sister Lan went to bring over a plate containing a mahjong set, two bridge sets, and a set of honor tiles.

"Dou Dizhu!" Zhu Juntang said excitedly. She wasn't very good at the game Liu Chang'an often played, Pao Hu Zi, and the rules of Mahjong were different. Dou Dizhu was more international.

"Alright, let's play for a little stake." Qin Yanan had no objections.

Liu Chang'an is fine.

Zhu Juntang stared blankly at the ceiling for ten seconds.

"How about this... the loser has to wear a pair of stockings, and the winner can tear them after they're put on!" Zhu Juntang thought of the prize and looked at Liu Chang'an with sparkling eyes.

If Liu Chang'an loses, you can make him wear stockings, and then you can use small scissors to cut, tear, and humiliate him!

"Are you stupid?" Qin Yanan playfully slapped Zhu Juntang. "You're only thinking about winning. What if you lose?"

"I'll win eventually!" Zhu Juntang retorted. How could she not win a single hand? That was impossible. Statistically speaking, she would eventually get an invincible hand with two jokers and four twos.

As for her own defeat, Zhu Juntang no longer cared. She had already suffered enough humiliation. As long as she could retaliate once and make Liu Chang'an feel the same way, that would be enough.

"No, I don't have that many stockings for you to lose." Qin Yanan knew that Zhu Juntang couldn't possibly carry a lot of stockings with her, and besides, Zhu Juntang's stockings were all collector's items; she cherished every single pair. So, Zhu Juntang was definitely thinking of messing with the stockings that Qin Yanan usually prepared.

"You don't want to play either?" Zhu Juntang asked Liu Chang'an, giving Liu Chang'an a furtive wink, as if to suggest that she didn't want Qin Yanan to lose.

"No way." Liu Chang'an wasn't that bored. He killed Zhu Juntang's little socks because that was the only way to teach Zhu Juntang a lesson, not because he had any interest in that kind of thing.

It seems that Zhu Juntang hasn't learned her lesson, just like confinement didn't teach her a lesson. This Immortal Sheep is really just like some other stupid sheep.

Few people know that sheep are actually smaller cattle with more wool; all sheep belong to the Bovidae family of the order Artiodactyla.

Sheep = Ox = Stubborn = Unyielding = Unpersuadable = Zhu Juntang, indeed there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

"Are you playing for money? You two are broke, each one poorer than the other." Zhu Juntang looked at Liu Chang'an and Qin Yanan with dissatisfaction. "Also, Yaya, why are you siding with him? You should support my suggestion."

"I was originally standing alone, but he wanted to stand with me against you." Qin Yanan had to make it clear that she wasn't pandering to Liu Chang'an.

"Let's play a game of 'tape binding'," Liu Chang'an thought for a moment. "The winner can choose to use 50 centimeters of tape to bind the loser, including but not limited to their mouth. However, the loser cannot be rendered unable to play cards, since if their hands are bound, they can't continue playing."

"I'm not playing, you pervert!" Zhu Juntang excitedly refused.

"I think it's alright..." Qin Yanan thought for a moment, somewhat looking forward to Liu Chang'an being unable to move, "It's not as perverted as your 'wearing stockings and tearing stockings' stuff."

"Unless it's fruit-flavored, fragrant tape, you're not allowed to stick it on my mouth," Zhu Juntang demanded.

"I'll contribute my washi tape," Qin Yanan, returning to her bedroom to retrieve a box of it.

These tapes aren't the usual transparent plastic tapes, but rather journal tapes with various patterns, styles, and colors. They're generally used to decorate notebooks, create collages, and more. Journal tapes also have their own circles, where skilled individuals can use all sorts of tapes to create exquisite artwork.

"If I lose, you can only use those washi tapes with fairy patterns on them to deal with me," Zhu Juntang said sweetly, pointing to a particularly pretty roll of washi tape.

"Didn't you just say you weren't going to play?" Qin Yanan rolled her eyes at her.

"If it's such pretty tape, I can accept it. Don't you think that a beautiful fairy like me being wrapped in such fairy-like tape has a unique kind of beauty?" Zhu Juntang imagined that if she lost badly later, she would have Qin Yanan take a picture of her, which should also have a very artistic style.

"I'm going to use transparent tape," Liu Chang'an insisted. "My goal this afternoon is to wrap Zhu Juntang up like a mummy with transparent tape."

"No way!" Zhu Juntang objected loudly. This Liu Chang'an was too hateful. He wanted to turn a fairy into a mummy, and he just didn't want her to be a fairy.

"Alright, the winner can use whatever they want, and the loser should shut up," Qin Yanan added. "The person who gets taped up can choose to tap someone else's up if they win the next round, or they can choose to peel off their own tape."

"Agree."

"Agree."

Seeing that the three children didn't seem to want to say anything private or ask her to leave, Sister Lan picked up some yarn and started knitting a sweater, watching the three children play with a smile.