The daily routine of wearing a book and abusing literature to cultivate a scholar and Xiaoxianggong

Chapter 27 Braised Pork Ribs with Red Dates and Yam

Pei Zhiqi was processing the ribs at the side, and Li Xiaodao was sitting next to him, peeling the yam skin intermittently.

Xianggong was afraid that her hands would itch, so she brought a clean cloth over, and she used the cloth to peel her hands, so that her hands would not touch the peeled yams.

Li Xiaodao was in a daze while peeling the skin.

Xianggong didn't talk much when he came back from his parents, and he didn't chat with himself like usual.

He lowered his head and concentrated on his work. He washed the pork ribs and cut them into small pieces. After putting them into the pot with cold water, he is now boiling the water, ready to blanch them in boiling water.

Li Xiaodao understood that Xianggong might know some serious news, so he worked quietly while making small guesses, giving Xianggong some time to digest.

She recalled the stalker she met in Fucheng. Could this person be the one who killed the husband in the original novel?

No, the novel seems to be that the heroine died just after the heroine gave birth.

But what if the storyline is affected because of his transmigration, and then the person who killed the husband appeared earlier?This seems to be possible?

If that person is the person who harmed the husband in the original text, then the handful of chili noodles I accidentally prepared repelled the enemy, is this considered to have completed the task of passing through the book?Will Xianggong's fate change because of this?
I haven't finished reading the original text, and there isn't even a system. Li Xiaodao remembered that there are all kinds of tricks in the time-traveling texts that her colleagues told her, why didn't she take advantage of them at all.

She sighed softly.

I always feel that there is no bottom in my heart.Is it really that simple?Completed the task of saving the hero easily?
Wait, without a system, who told you that saving the hero is your mission?

Li Xiaodao choked on the self-talk in his head.

She took a peek at Pei Zhiqi, and found that Pei Zhiqi was also looking at her, so she quickly closed her eyes and lowered her head, pretending to concentrate on scraping the yam skin.

She thought again, if she really completed the task, would she somehow wear it back one day?

This made her even more depressed.

Having been here for more than two months, it is impossible to say that I don’t miss the life and people in the original world.

But if you suddenly say that you want to leave here and return to the original world...

Li Xiaodao sneaked up again to glance at Mr. Xiang who was not looking at her this time, but was stirring the pork ribs rolling in the boiling water pot with a spoon. The scholar's clothes not only fit his appearance, but also matched his gentle and elegant personality. The sleeves are elegant and swaying gently with the movement of the hands, elegant and gentle.

Over two months of getting along, Xianggong and his delicious dishes seem to be deeply planted in my heart, and I have to take them out from time to time every day to savor them, and every time I savor them, they are sweet.

If one day leaves here...

She felt a sudden pain in her heart.

It is really difficult for people to live. The most difficult thing is to make choices, and the more difficult thing is not to be able to choose.

Wait, why does my heart ache when I think of leaving my husband?
Could it be... Could it be that he has fallen?

How could it be possible, before transmigrating to the book, I had been employed for two years, and I had always been the high-ranking flower of the company. There were so many outstanding men in the company that I didn't even look down on.

how is this possible……

Li Xiaodao shook his head, which was getting more and more muddled, trying to get rid of all the weedy thoughts.

Don't think so much, it's useless to think too much, life has to go on, let's live well first!

She decided to concentrate on peeling, and worked hard with her hands, and it didn't take long for a yam to be peeled.

After cleaning, she cut the yams into sections and put them in a bowl. She washed the red dates and put them together with the yams.

At this time, Pei Zhiqi's pork ribs, scallion and ginger were stewed in a pot over medium heat, and she handed over the dinner filled with yam and red dates.

"Sir, wash it and cut it up."

Pei Zhiqi nodded towards her with a gentle expression, took the bowl and put it aside.

"My lady, you can go to the house and stay for a while, the pot will be ready soon," Pei Zhiqi said softly.

Li Xiaodao shook his head, "I want to watch Xianggong cook delicious food here."

Pei Zhiqi smiled lightly and replied, "Okay."

Li Xiaodao sat in front of the stove to help add firewood. She added firewood according to the size of the previous fire. After a while, Pei Zhiqi untied the lid of the pot and poured red dates and yams into it.

"Young lady, you can add a few less, and start a small fire now."

"Understood!" Li Xiaodao replied.

So she supported her head with one hand and worked with only one hand, and it took a long time to add a piece of firewood to the stove.

While the pot was simmering, Pei Zhiqi also sat down in front of the stove and waited, sitting next to Li Xiaodao.

Although the kitchen is full of the smell of meat, the woody smell from Xianggong's body can still be heard faintly from time to time.

Xianggong didn't open his mouth to speak, his eyes were misty when he was sitting, he should be distracted.

But when the mind is distracted, it is not at all ambiguous when it comes to work.

After a long time, when the time was just right, Pei Zhiqi got up and lifted the lid of the pot, and began to put in other seasonings.

It's finally coming out!

Li Xiaodao also stood up, and she prepared an empty bowl and put it aside.

"It's so fragrant——" Li Xiaodao squinted his eyes and took a few deep breaths: "It seems that I have cooked quite a lot. I will bring two bowls to my parents later."

Pei Zhiqi nodded: "Okay, I'm in trouble."

After seasoning and cooking for a while, Pei Zhiqi filled two bowls and put them on a plate. Li Xiaodao carried them to his parents' yard.

When Li Xiaodao came back, Pei Zhiqi had already set up the dishes and food in the room.

"It's finally ready to eat!" Putting down the plate, Li Xiaodao hurriedly sat down at the table, "I must eat a few more bowls today!"

Seeing Li Xiaodao's happy face, Pei Zhiqi smiled slightly.

"If my wife likes this dish, she can make it often in the future. There are also snacks that the ladies of Fucheng can't eat. What do you want to eat most? We will make it tomorrow."

Li Xiaodao picked up a piece of pork ribs and ate it deliciously. Hearing this, she let go of her mouth and thought for a while, "I want to eat flat food soup!"

Pei Zhiqi smiled and nodded: "Okay."

"Who did Xianggong learn such a good skill from?" Li Xiaodao asked while eating.

"When I was young, I saw my mother make many tricks, and sometimes I made them together, so I gradually learned. There are also some dishes that I ate when I was in Shangguan School in Fucheng, and I thought about it and tried to make it when I came back."

"Xianggong is really smart!" Li Xiaodao praised, and after eating a few pieces of pork ribs, he served another bowl of soup, which was hot and delicious.

Li Xiaodao didn't stop until she had a round belly. She saw that the husband opposite seemed to have only eaten one bowl.

"My husband should also eat more, more nutrition to be strong and healthy." She picked up his empty bowl and filled it with some meat and soup, and handed it to him.

Pei Zhiqi took the bowl and put it on the table, "Mmm...my lady..."

Xianggong seems to have something to say.

"Speak up if you have something to say, I'm listening."

"Mother told me something this morning, and I want to tell my wife the truth."

Pei Zhiqi still put down his chopsticks, looked at Li Xiaodao softly, and told Li Xiaodao everything that Pei's mother had said without any concealment.

(End of this chapter)