Infuriating Dad to Death (Revised)

The only downside was that the shop was too popular, and there was often a line.

Xu Han had researched how to make rice noodle rolls. In the most traditional method, regular rice had to be soaked in water for an hour, then ground into rice slurry with a stone mill after it had softened. Rice noodle rolls steamed from that slurry were far chewier than ones made by mixing rice flour with water.

Grandma Qiao helped grind the slurry, because Xu Han... was delicate and frail, and simply could not push the stone mill.

Xu Han minced the lean pork herself, chopped the scallions, and prepared the dipping sauce for the rice noodle rolls.

In truth, whether rice noodle rolls tasted good depended entirely on the rice slurry and the sauce.

The slurry could not be too watery or too thick. Too much water and the rolls would not hold their shape; too little and they would turn hard. A suitable amount of wheat starch and sweet potato starch also had to be added, making them springy, tender, and smooth.

As for the sauce, it depended on personal taste. Xu Han made hers according to the flavor of the shop outside her school, after all, it was the taste she remembered.

She heated peanut oil in a wok, then stir-fried minced garlic and shallots until fragrant. After adding a handful of tiny shrimp and frying them until aromatic, she poured in a sauce mixed in proportion from light soy sauce, oyster sauce, salt, sugar, water, and other ingredients. She brought it to a boil over high heat, then thickened it with a little starch slurry. The resulting sauce was savory, fresh, and richly flavored.

She poured the sauce over the rice noodle rolls, which had been steamed with rice slurry, minced pork, chicken broth, and lettuce leaves. Those who liked spicy food could drizzle on a spoonful of chili oil, giving the rolls more layers of flavor and a mild heat that greatly whetted the appetite.

Unfortunately, Xu Han could hardly eat spicy food now. Whatever she ate would pass to the baby through her breast milk, and spicy food could easily give the baby internal heat or make him constipated. She could only add a spoonful of fragrant scallion oil instead, and it still tasted excellent.

"Grandma, try it and see if it's good." Xu Han handed her the chopsticks.

Grandma Qiao took a bite, narrowed her eyes with delight, and gave her a thumbs-up. "Delicious."

Grandma Qiao said everything Xu Han made was delicious. Last time, Xu Han had accidentally burned a dish, yet Grandma Qiao had eaten it without changing expression. Xu Han no longer trusted her sense of taste. Just as she decided to try it herself, someone knocked on the door outside.

A guest had arrived.

Xu Han assumed it was a neighbor and did not pay much attention. Holding her plate, she ate as she walked out to see who it was.

Their courtyard gate was not closed. As soon as Xu Han stepped out of the kitchen, she saw the person standing at the entrance.

Both times Gu Yanqing had come, Xu Han had emerged from the kitchen. Last time, she had been holding a knife; this time, she was carrying a plate...

The key was that a beauty was still a beauty. Even carrying a plate and holding chopsticks as she came out to greet a guest, she did not look the slightest bit improper. On the contrary, when Gu Yanqing saw the neatly arranged rice noodle rolls on her plate, he felt hungry at a rather inappropriate moment.

Xu Han had a real talent for cooking. She had never made rice noodle rolls before, yet the ones she made looked no worse than those sold outside, and even seemed more appetizing.

Gu Yanqing suddenly felt his mouth watering. He shifted his gaze away slightly and asked, "Eating?"

Perhaps because Wang Xiao had angered her last time, and he was afraid seeing him would put her in a bad mood, Gu Yanqing had come alone this time.

Strictly speaking, Xu Han had no real grudge against him. If Wang Xiao had not treated him that way that day, Xu Han would have been polite to him as well. They were all adults and could settle things calmly. Why did they have to be so confrontational?

Xu Han did not want them repeatedly disturbing her current life either. She had decided to settle everything properly this time, so she nodded fairly amiably and raised her plate toward him. With not the slightest sincerity, she asked, "Want to eat together?"

Who would have thought Gu Yanqing would nod and say, "I happen to be a little hungry."

Xu Han: ???

Why was this plot different from what she had imagined?

Shouldn't Gu Yanqing have looked disgusted and said he wouldn't eat, then left as soon as I finished speaking? Shouldn't he have even thought the floor in our house was dirty?

She was not falsely accusing Gu Yanqing. That was exactly how he had been written in the book!

Later, Qiao Wanqing fell ill and finally reunited with Gu Yanqing. He had not even wanted to look at her, feeling only that this woman disgusted him beyond measure. Even saying another word to her made him feel as though she had dirtied his mouth.

And now, he actually wanted to eat the food she had made.

But since the words had already left her mouth, Xu Han could not take them back. She could only let Gu Yanqing enter and sit down while she turned and went back into the kitchen.

When she carried the rice noodle rolls into the living room, she saw Gu Yanqing standing in front of Koukou's little bed, staring at Koukou's sleeping face.

Xu Han had actually deliberately let Gu Yanqing enter the living room first. She wanted him to see this son who had appeared out of nowhere and calm down a little.

After all, she had been anything but calm when she suddenly gained a son out of thin air.

Koukou had been well cared for. Fair and chubby like a little glutinous rice ball, he liked to pout his tiny lips when he slept, making him especially adorable. Whenever Xu Han saw his cute sleeping face, she could not resist kissing him.

She wondered how Gu Yanqing felt upon seeing that he had such an adorable son.

Yet Xu Han could not detect the slightest crack in Gu Yanqing's expressionless face, and had no idea what he was thinking.

"What is his name?"

Noticing Xu Han come in, Gu Yanqing asked in an even tone.

This was the first time Gu Yanqing had seen the son he had never met. At almost a single glance, he was certain that the child was his. There was no other reason: Koukou looked very much like him, especially his nose and lips. They were practically molded from the same cast.

Xu Han said calmly, "Gu Siqiao. Gu, the same surname as yours; Si, as in longing; Qiao, from Qiao Wanqing."

Gu Yanqing: "..."

Seeing the obvious change in his composed expression, Xu Han secretly laughed to herself.

The original host had named him. It was embarrassing and shameless, with every character brimming with the obsessive fantasies of a lovesick woman for a man she could not have.

She simply wanted to see Gu Yanqing's reaction upon hearing the name.

Infuriating Dad to Death (Revised)

Gu Yanqing's expression looked unpleasant for quite some time. In the end, he decided to ignore the subject and said instead, "He's quite cute."

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