"I have a bitter pill to swallow..." Mrs. Gu slowly repeated these five words, then said, "Alright then."
Although Mrs. Gu didn't get the information she wanted, she was certain that the child was her grandson, and "generously" let Wang Xiao go.
She originally intended to question Gu Yanqing, but the thought that her son had kept it from her for so long and probably wouldn't tell the truth made her angry again.
She simply stopped asking.
She wanted to see how long Gu Yanqing planned to keep this a secret.
The villagers continued to tirelessly introduce potential partners to Qiao Wanqing; matchmaking was a source of enjoyment for them.
No matter what they said, Qiao Wanqing remained unmoved. She felt as pure as a nun in a temple, unaffected by anything they introduced her to.
Occasionally, she would think of Gu Yanqing. She used to be certain that she didn't like Gu Yanqing, but after Gu Yanqing stopped coming, every time she thought of those three words, her feelings became complicated. Every time she heard the sound of cars on the road below the house, she would feel a little hopeful.
Even she herself didn't understand what she was hoping for.
No wonder some people say, "Don't try to guess a woman's thoughts. What's the point of trying if you can't even guess her own thoughts?"
The last time she went to the the Luos's vegetarian restaurant, she ate the dishes prepared by their chef and was extremely surprised by his skills. She herself has a very impressive skill, which is that she has a keen sense of taste and can taste what seasonings were used in the dishes.
So after she got back, she started cooking each dish according to her memory, using the same methods and seasonings. The dishes did become a little more delicious, but they were still quite different from what she had imagined.
I wonder what techniques their chef used.
She had no intention of stealing the recipe, but she just wanted to know what cooking techniques the other person used to make the dishes so delicious, because there were only a few seasonings available, and she had tried several methods without success.
After failing to cook again, Qiao Wanqing felt a little frustrated and realized that there was indeed a difference between a chef and an amateur.
At this moment, Yellow Immortal was probably hungry and came into the kitchen looking for food. Qiao Wanqing had been a little afraid of it lately. After the harsh winter, this guy started shedding. Usually, if he rubbed his fur on her pants, there would be a clump of fur, which was particularly annoying.
Yellow Immortal barked at her, indicating that he wanted food.
Qiao Wanqing, abandoning her usual disdain, picked it up by its armpits, ignoring the small amount of fluff fluttering around it, and said, " Yellow Immortal, Yellow Immortal, if you really have a spirit, please grant me the skill to make vegetarian dishes taste better than meat."
The Yellow Immortal doesn't understand human speech. It was uncomfortable with its limbs suspended in the air, its hind legs frantically trying to get down, and its two Dandan swayed back and forth in its sparse fur. Suddenly, Qiao Wanqing thought of something: Spring has arrived, will the Yellow Immortal go into heat?
Qiao Wanqing didn't know what it was like for a weasel to be in heat, but she had seen cats in heat. If there were no male or female cats around, they would keep meowing, looking for a mate to mate with.
There must be more than one weasel in this desolate wilderness.
Don't let it come to your house in the summer and freeload off its wife and kids.
Just imagine what a bunch of weasels would look like. Qiao Wanqing could afford to keep them, but keeping pets is troublesome. They need to be bathed and vaccinated, and Qiao Wanqing doesn't have that much time to take care of them.
" Yellow Immortal," Qiao Wanqing said, feigning heartache, "I'll take you to Town in a couple of days to have a castration surgery. Even though you're no longer able to do it, I'll still treat you well."
Unfortunately, Yellow Immortal doesn't understand human language. If it knew that it had paid the price for a Dandan, it would definitely regret entering this kitchen.
However, Qiao Wanqing didn't have time to carry out this matter for the time being. She needed to go to Dongyang Village, the county where Linshui County Village is located, to obtain the necessary permits for opening a shop. Since the Matchmaker Temple was a government project and the land had been rented for so long before it was finally leased out, Qiao Wanqing received a smooth approval process without much trouble and obtained the permits without any problems.
She brought Koukou with her. Her family asked her second uncle and aunt to go and help water the vegetables, and also to pick the vegetables for the school, farmhouses, and restaurants in Town, and deliver them there.
After getting her certificate, Qiao Wanqing took Koukou for a stroll. Although it wasn't a big city, it was still a lively county town. Since it was still early after getting the certificate, Qiao Wanqing took Koukou out for a walk.
"Can you ride a rocking horse?" Qiao Wanqing noticed a rocking horse at the supermarket entrance and picked him up.
Koukou was already sitting very steadily. Seeing that he wasn't afraid, Qiao Wanqing found a coin and put it in, and the rocking horse immediately started to shake.
At first, Koukou was a little scared and clung tightly to Qiao Wanqing's sleeve. After looking around and finding that there was no danger, she immediately became excited, shouting "Ah-da-ya-ya" and smiling with her eyes crinkling. She clearly loved riding the rocking horse.
Qiao Wanqing smiled and helped him up. Koukou was extremely happy and swayed back and forth in the seat to the rhythm of the music. He didn't want to leave even after he had spent a dollar, so Qiao Wanqing had to put another coin in.
"You can't sit here anymore after you've sat down here."
Qiao Wanqing told Koukou that it wasn't that she was stingy or unwilling to spend money, but although Koukou was still young, she couldn't spoil him all the time. Everything had to be done in moderation, otherwise he would easily develop a personality where he would make a fuss whenever he wanted something.
"Yay!" Koukou exclaimed excitedly, swaying excitedly with the rocking horse.
"You little rascal."
Qiao Wanqing wanted to pinch his little nose helplessly, but then she remembered that her second aunt had said that you shouldn't pinch a baby's nose for too long. The baby's nasal bone is very delicate, and the nasal cavity is rich in blood vessels. If you are not careful, you can easily damage the child's nose.
So Qiao Wanqing rubbed his cheek with the back of her hand.
Just then, Qiao Wanqing's phone rang. She held her Koukou with one hand and took out her phone with the other. It was her second aunt calling. Qiao Wanqing answered, but before she could speak, she heard her second aunt's urgent voice. " Qingqing, something's happened to your second uncle!"