Returning after three years of reincarnation in the world of martial arts

Chapter 108 Why Don't You Like Soft Rice?
Fang Xingtong looked at Li Zhongwu speechlessly.

Last time she invited him to her small lilac courtyard as a guest, it was fine for her to cook the food herself.

I didn't expect that when she came to be a guest at his place today, he would let her cook. She has never been such a guest since she grew up.

Today is an eye opener.

Of course she wanted to refuse, but... letting her marry him was the order of the Seventh Princess.

And he had already rejected her marriage proposal before.

So, strictly speaking, she is now chasing after Li Zhongwu.

To chase backwards, you must let go of your self-esteem and learn to compromise.

"Okay, it should."

She squeezed out a smile and said something against her will.

At this moment, she felt that if she hadn't been able to see his luck, her celestial pupils couldn't cut his luck, she would definitely cut some of his luck, let him have bad luck and vent his anger.

"Then let me take you to see the ingredients I bought for you today! You can see what else is missing. If there are any ingredients or seasonings missing, I will buy them for you in a while."

Li Zhongwu said, and walked to the kitchen first.

Fang Xingtong: "???"

Rao is well-bred, but at this moment, she also wants to swear.

She has just entered the yard, and the door of the main house has not yet entered, so why don't you take her to the kitchen first?
"Okay, let me take a look first."

She continued to say things against her will, and followed him into the kitchen.

But when he first walked into the kitchen, he noticed a cardboard box next to the refrigerator, and there was a little black dog in the box.

Judging by the size of the dog's shoes, it should have been born not long ago.

Fang Xingtong blinked, walked over, and squatted curiously beside the cardboard box. While looking at the dog, he asked, "Do you like dogs? You just raised them?"

Li Zhongwu stopped, looked back, and hummed.

Fang Xingtong reached out and touched the puppy's head, and asked, "What kind of dog is this? Is it a native dog? Have you given it a name? Or, let's call it Xiaotian! I remember that in ancient myths and legends, , there is a black dog called Xiaotian Dog, and it happens that your dog is also black, what do you think?"

Li Zhongwu shook his head slightly, "It already has a name."

Fang Xingtong turned to look at him, "Oh? What name did you give it?"

Li Zhongwu said lightly: "Expert."

There was doubt in Fang Xingtong's eyes, "What zhuan? What Jia? Why did you choose such a strange name?"

Li Zhongwu: "It means specifically looking after the house, but if it doesn't look after the house in the future and always wreaks havoc at home, it means specifically destroying the house."

Fang Xingtong laughed, "The name you gave it, can the meaning change?"

Li Zhongwu: "Can't you?"

Fang Xingtong patted the puppy's head again, stood up and said, "Okay! It's yours, and it's your right to name it whatever you want."

After finishing speaking, she looked around the small kitchen and saw bags of ingredients on the operating table not far away. Without Li Zhongwu's words, she took the initiative to go over to check.

Li Zhongwu looked at her back flipping through the ingredients, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked: "The last time you said you liked everything about me, was it a lie?"

Fang Xingtong was startled, and stopped what he was doing, but he didn't look back at him.

She closed her eyes, with a helpless expression on her face, and when she opened her eyes again, a smile appeared on her face, and she turned around and said, "Don't you believe it?"

Li Zhongwu raised a faint smile, "If someone said he liked everything about you, would you believe it?"

Fang Xingtong laughed and asked, "Why don't you believe me?"

Li Zhongwu: "It seems that you are very confident."

Fang Xingtong: "..."

After a moment of silence, Fang Xingtong asked, "Why don't you want to marry me? Am I not pretty enough?"

She really doesn't look amazing.

But very attractive.

That round face, described in an old saying, should be like a silver plate.

Not the chubby kind of roundness, but just the right kind of plumpness.

If you look closely, there is a kind of classic beauty.

A pair of black jewel-like eyes are especially beautiful.

Therefore, she is a beauty.

but……

For Li Zhongwu, marrying a wife, whether she is pretty or not, has never been the most important thing.

"You are beautiful."

Li Zhongwu recognized her beauty.

Fang Xingtong was puzzled, "Then why don't you want to marry me?"

Li Zhongwu: "Do you think you are the hostess of my house?"

Fang Xingtong didn't immediately understand what he meant. Frowning, she subconsciously looked around and the yard outside the kitchen door. She frowned and thought for a while before she asked uncertainly, "You mean... you and my family Inappropriate, wrong household, you think we are inappropriate? That's why you don't want to marry me?"

Li Zhongwu smiled, turned around and walked out of the kitchen door, and asked calmly, "Do you think it's suitable?"

After getting married, what he hopes is that after marriage, he can live a more comfortable life.

Rather than trying to cater to his wife's living habits and living standards.

Some people may say: If you really like a woman, you should fight for her, fight for a better life for her, and don't let her lose.

The problem is - Li Zhongwu doesn't think there is any woman who is worth paying so much for him.

The most important thing is that after fighting in the world of reincarnation for so long, he now just wants to live a simpler and more relaxed life, and be as comfortable as possible.

He wants to stay away from all people and things that may make him uncomfortable.

Fang Xingtong frowned, thinking about how to persuade him, and followed him out of the kitchen.

Li Zhongwu finally took her into the living room of the main house.

And made her a cup of scented tea with his own hands.

When the tea cup was handed over to her, Fang Xingtong looked at him and said sincerely: "The problems you mentioned can be solved, do you want to listen to my thoughts?"

Li Zhongwu looked at her, smiled slightly, sat down on the wooden chair beside her, and stretched out his hand to signal, "Tell me about it."

A smile appeared on Fang Xingtong's face, "I admit that you are right, I really don't look like the hostess of this house, such a small house, if you let me live here for a long time, I will definitely not get used to it.

But I have a bigger house, such as the Lilac Courtyard I took you to last time, if you don’t like it, I can also pay for a bigger and better house, don’t worry!I will pay this money, and it will be my dowry. You don't have to worry about the money. I have been doing business myself over the years, and I have made some money. It should be enough for us to live comfortably for the rest of our lives. "

Speaking of this, her expression became a lot more confident, and there was a little smile in her eyes, "How is it? Do you want to marry me now?"

If it was Li Zhongwu who was an ordinary person before entering the main god space, he probably couldn't resist such sugar-coated shells.

Because at that time, it was extremely difficult for a poor man like him to buy a wedding house in the city.

But now...

Li Zhongwu looked at Fang Xingtong and shook his head slowly, "I don't like to eat soft food."

Fang Xingtong was puzzled, "Why? I don't mind at all. Isn't soft rice delicious? Besides, all women have to prepare a dowry when they get married. I said it all. I bought a house as a dowry, not you. of."

Li Zhongwu shook his head, "Whether you eat soft rice or not, you and I know it well, it's not that you don't count if you say so."

Fang Xingtong frowned even tighter, "Then what's the matter if you eat soft rice? Isn't it a skill to be able to eat soft rice? Not all men are qualified to eat soft rice!"

Li Zhongwu laughed, "You're right, but if I eat your soft rice, I'll be ashamed to ask you to cook and wash for me every day after marriage."

Fang Xingtong's expression was a bit astonished, "Why do you insist on letting me wash and cook for you? If I marry, my father will definitely marry a few maids. By then, I can leave all the trivial matters at home to them." Take care."

Li Zhongwu was silent.

Reason told him—she was right.

But he knew in his heart that that was not the life he liked. If he wanted to hire someone to do laundry and cook, wouldn't he be able to afford it now?He doesn't lack that salary.

But after he bought the house, he always took care of himself and never thought of hiring a servant.

But then again.

Seeing that Fang Xingtong wanted to marry him so much, she even preferred to turn her back and let him have a soft meal.

He was somewhat shaken in his heart.

Although he doesn't like outsiders in his home, he also doesn't like outsiders being able to see the secrets of his martial arts.

However, he also knew that it was his blessing to be favored by a rich lady like Fang Xingtong, which was rare.

"Let me think about it again! Drink tea!"

He couldn't make up his mind for a while, and planned to stop talking about this topic for the time being.

Picking up the teacup, he motioned for Fang Xingtong to drink tea.

Fang Xingtong was a little helpless, but he still picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea.

She felt that she couldn't understand Li Zhongwu.

I can't figure out why he cares so much about whether his future wife can cook?Can you cook and wash for him with your own hands every day?
The environment in which she grew up made her feel that it was only natural for her to leave those things to the servants.

In the end, she guessed: Maybe it was the standard for looking for wives in their village before, and they all looked for big buttocks, gentle personality, and able to cook?
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this should be the truth.

Because she felt that in the isolated village where he grew up, the division of labor between husband and wife should be very primitive.

Men are responsible for planting and hunting, and women are responsible for washing, cooking and giving birth.

There should be no one in their village who has a maid at home, and all housework must be done by the wife.

Thinking of this, Fang Xingtong somewhat understood his criteria for choosing a mate.

——Now that he has left that village, after he lives outside for a long time and sees the lives of the rich and powerful, his traditional concept should change.

……

At noon that day, Fang Xingtong really cooked for Li Zhongwu himself.

Her cooking skills are still so good, although the cooking speed is not fast, but every dish is full of color, fragrance, and looks decent.

When the two were having lunch, she couldn't help asking: "It seems that you have been cooking in your kitchen recently, and all kinds of seasonings have signs of being used. You said you can't cook, who did it?"

Li Zhongwu lowered his head to pick up the food, and replied casually: "It's simple to get something to eat, just to fill your stomach, and it's enough to cook it, it's not considered good at cooking."

Fang Xingtong looked at him suspiciously, dubiously.

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