Chapter 104
Chapter 104: Asking a Little Question
The north wind outside howled, bringing a cold gust.
Fu Chengque shook the water off her hands, rubbed them together for warmth, and glanced at the boy in front of her, who got up and headed for the living room.
Her gaze followed his movement, and when Wen Yu stood up, she suddenly felt—
He’s so tall.
Come to think of it, at some point, Wen Yu’s height had surpassed hers by a lot.
In her memory from six months ago, Wen Yu was still about the same height as her or even slightly shorter. But now, as they resumed their interactions, she suddenly noticed that Wen Yu had grown taller. It wasn’t that Wen Yu had suddenly grown taller; it was that her previous memory of him had simply stopped updating.
The boy coming back in brought a small sun heater with him, plugged it in, and the lamp gradually turned red and warmed up the room.
She warmed her hands for a moment, watching the steam rising from them, then stood up.
“Wen Yu, stand up.”
“What for?” Wen Yu looked up, puzzled.
“Just stand up!”
Wen Yu stood up, and Fu Chengque immediately took a small step back, straightened her back, stretched her neck, and then gestured her height. Her palm moved forward from the top of her head to his nose.
Wen Yu immediately laughed, “I’m taller than you, much taller, hahaha.”
“Hmph, isn’t it normal for boys to be taller than me?”
“Seven or eight years ago, you didn’t say that.”
“What did I say?”
“You said I’m a forever inferior shorty compared to you.”
“…”
Fu Chengque stammered, “What was said before… doesn’t count.”
A blush rose on her face, her eyes downcast, like a shy flower blooming in winter, casting a warm hue around.
In such close proximity and with him as the sole admirer, Wen Yu’s heart fluttered. He also couldn’t help but sigh that she was already so beautiful now; in the future, she would be even more deadly up close.
This tender moment lasted for quite a while until Wen Yu suddenly remembered Teacher Chen’s warning about his black-faced expression.
Tsk, rotten guy, bad mood.
Both of them calmed their emotions, squatting down to continue their work. There were still some shrimp left, and with the small sun and their growing adaptation, the water didn’t feel as cold anymore.
Thinking about their recent actions, Wen Yu suddenly smiled and asked, “Fu Chengque, I have a little question for you.”
“What?”
“In TV dramas, for people of our height, when the male and female leads kiss, should the guy lower his head or the girl stand on tiptoes?”
Fu Chengque raised her eyebrows slightly, looking puzzled. “Why are you asking me? I’m not the female lead.”
“Just asking you.”
“Hey! You’re setting me up, aren’t you? No matter what I say, you’ll have something to laugh at me for.”
“How could it be!”
“I’m not falling for it.”
Fu Chengque raised her chin triumphantly, then quickly lowered her head again, putting her hands into the chilly water to search for shrimp.
“We’re almost done with the shrimp, can’t find any more…”
“You haven’t answered my question yet.”
“Next time, I’ll ask Xiao Gua for you; she loves watching TV dramas…”
“Oh, I see.”
Wen Yu continued, “I like it when the girl stands on tiptoes.”
“…”
“Did you hear that?”
“Mhm.”
The girl’s expression remained unchanged, but she shrunk her neck, hiding her ears…
The pork belly in the pot had already been cooked in cold water a long time ago, and the shrimp on this side had been processed and marinated. The basic ingredients were ready, and the rest was just washing the garlic shoots, peeling a few cloves of garlic, which was not troublesome at all.
This meal had almost changed from “Fu Chengque cooking for Wen Yu” to “cooking together.”
However, the real test had just begun.
“Wen Yu, I’m going to start cooking!”
“Take care!”
“Wow, don’t make it sound so terrifying…”
“Don’t worry, it’s very simple.”
“I’ll definitely do it!”
Fu Chengque started with salt and pepper shrimp, a relatively simple dish.
She heated the oil and added the marinated shrimp, frying them over medium heat until golden and crispy on both sides, then removed them for later use.
But she directly heated the oil to high temperature, then added the shrimp with water, and the moment the oil and water met, there was a burst of crackling, scaring Fu Chengque pale, who shielded herself with the lid of the pot.
She cried out while whimpering, “I’ll do it myself! Ahh, it’s burning me!”
“Mere shrimp soldiers!”
Wen Yu lowered the heat, calming the situation.
Unfortunately, the shrimp in the pot had one side slightly burnt.
Wen Yu chimed in from the side, “Use medium-low heat to fry slowly, flip them with chopsticks, don’t worry too much about the oil splashing.”
“Don’t flip them too frequently; a bit of browning will add flavor. Don’t worry.”
The girl nodded, calmed down, and became serious again.
Regardless of how this meal turned out, Fu Chengque’s sincerity was undeniable. Wen Yu might find it not tasty, but he couldn’t deny Fu Chengque’s effort.
After some ups and downs frying the shrimp, adding garlic to the residual oil, then adding the shrimp again along with salt and pepper, and green onions, and stir-frying for a moment, a plate of salt and pepper shrimp with a fragrant and peppery aroma was ready!
Fu Chengque was delighted. She picked up one and urged, “Careful, it’s hot! Try it, try it!”
Without hesitation, Wen Yu tasted it.
With a hum, the shrimp went into his mouth.
“Delicious! Very flavorful!” Wen Yu praised, thinking it might not be good but actually finding it quite tasty.
“Really?!”
Fu Chengque swallowed, then quickly grabbed one herself and tasted it, furrowing her brow.
Slightly bitter, and the salt and pepper were a bit too salty. It was edible, but not delicious.
She sighed, “It’s a bit bitter, and a bit salty!”
“It’s already good for the first attempt; I think it’s fine.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“Hehehe…”
Fu Chengque was happy to receive praise.
Setting aside the salt and pepper shrimp, she immediately started cooking hot pot meat and braised tofu.
With the experience from the first attempt, she adjusted the heat for the subsequent dishes, although the taste might suffer a bit, it was still better than burning them.
At half past one in the afternoon, the two who had been busy for a long time finally gathered at the dining table. Fu Chengque looked somewhat annoyed at her failed braised tofu.
“Tofu is too difficult to cook! Once I touch it, it all falls apart.”
“It’s a bit ugly, but it should be edible.”
“Edible… Haha, it suddenly reminds me of when you tricked me into eating leaves while playing house as kids!”
“Did that happen?” Wen Yu thought for a moment but couldn’t recall.
“Mulberry leaves!”
Wen Yu was startled, pointing at the tofu and saying, “The heat is a bit low, and you didn’t fry the tofu long enough, but no matter how it’s made, it’s delicious.”
“You’re right.” Fu Chengque shook her head, lifted her bowl as if raising a battle flag, and exclaimed, “Wen Yu, let’s eat!!!”
“Let’s eat!”
January 25th.
The noon temperature in Jiangcheng was below ten degrees Celsius.
The sky was cold, the wind was cold, the water was cold, and even the utensils were cold.
But the food was hot, very hot, warming both the body and the heart.
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