Chapter 70 At what age do you plan to get married?
Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian stayed in the kitchen together, one standing cutting vegetables and the other squatting peeling garlic.
Peeling garlic is not a difficult job and anyone can peel it, but Song Jiamu feels that few people can peel it as quickly and well as he does. This is all based on experience.
Occasionally I look up at the clouds in front of me.
She took off her coat and wore a knitted sweater with an apron rope tied around her waist. Under the influence of the rope, she could see that her waist was very thin.
The beautiful hair is also tied into a ponytail with a hair tie, revealing the fair and slender back of the neck.
She rarely dresses up specially and doesn't even have her ears pierced because she is afraid of pain.
The sleeves are also rolled up, and the arms are as white and tender as lotus root segments. The fingers are as white as green onions and look particularly soft, except when pinching people.
"Auntie and the others are going to a wedding, why don't you go with them?"
"Make a plan."
"Are you really that diligent?"
"Otherwise, you think you can finish it in two days, so it's only natural that you cook for me tonight."
"snort."
Yun Shuqian didn't refute, but she didn't expect that he would actually rush out, which surprised her.
When talking about the wedding, Yun Shuqian thought of something else and continued: "Last year, I also attended the wedding of one of my cousins. It felt quite romantic!"
"What kind of romantic method?" Song Jiamu asked curiously.
"My cousin and cousin-in-law met in junior high school, and after being together for so many years, they finally got married. During the wedding, the big screen showed photos of them, one after another, all memories from junior high school. It was very
It was romantic, when they were exchanging rings, they hugged each other and even kissed, wow~!"
Yun Shuqian said, looking like she couldn't stand being so numb, but Song Jiamu could see envy in her eyes.
I don’t know what exactly she envies. Is it that the bride and groom are both good-looking? Or is it that the wedding is grand? Or is it that it’s not easy to meet each other in junior high school and finally get married?
Girls are always emotional, and this became an inspiration material for her. The book she wrote just happened to be finished, and she had no experience with wedding plots, so it came in handy.
The reason why she doesn't write about marriage is that she really hasn't experienced it and doesn't know how to write about it. Although she has never experienced love, it is easier to imagine.
"Then we have known each other for longer? We have known each other since we were five years old. Where did we meet..."
“Community playground!”
Yun Shuqian easily picked up what he said: "At the swing! When I finally got home, I found that we were still neighbors. It was just the day after our family moved here."
"Oh~oh~~"
Song Jiamu made a meaningful sound.
Yun Shuqian suddenly realized what he had exposed, so he intensified his chopping movements. Song Jiamu did not dare to say the words again, 'You still remember such a thing? Sure enough, you are... to me...'
"Because I'm very smart, I remember it relatively clearly. I think you should know this." Yun Shuqian said while holding a knife.
"...People say that when you fall in love, girls will lose their wits and become fools." Song Jiamu kindly reminded.
"I don't fall in love, what about you?"
"I think...I have no idea at the moment."
Yun Shuqian felt relieved, as long as he was single too, otherwise she would be the only one left, and Caiyi and the others had also found someone, wouldn't it be very lonely?
"Then we took a lot of photos before, do you keep them all?" Song Jiamu probed.
"How is it possible? Who would keep those things?" Yun Shuqian's tone immediately became much higher.
She asked again: "Are you keeping it?"
Song Jiamu said: "Keep them all."
She immediately didn't know how to answer the call. Why didn't this person follow the script?
"You actually still keep those things. As expected, you are...yes...to me..."
"Love and justice are the best in the world!"
"Pooh."
Yun Shu rolled his eyes at him, but his mood was quite warm. Could it be that the photos he kept or the small gifts she had given him would come in handy at some important moment in the future?
Thinking of the wedding master, he took the microphone and introduced the two newlyweds, 'Everyone, the two protagonists of our wedding today are real childhood sweethearts!'
The girl felt her ears were hot and her heartbeat was racing.
Something's wrong, what am I thinking about?
Sure enough, I wrote too many novels, and I started to create my own plots without paying attention.
"...be careful when you chop vegetables."
"I'm not distracted."
Well, Song Jiamu admitted that her knife skills were indeed quite good. She could cut lean meat thinly, and even cylindrical lettuce could be cut steadily and steadily.
Take Song Jiamu's peeled garlic and slap it with Yun Shuqian's horizontal knife and it's done.
If he hadn't peeled it off, she would have slapped it horizontally like this, but she needed to pick out the garlic skin. In comparison, she felt that Song Jiamu was quite useful.
Song Jiamu didn't leave the kitchen after peeling the garlic, but stood beside her to get in the way.
"Oh, go away."
"I want to learn how to cook. When did you first learn how to cook?"
"The summer vacation of the third grade of junior high school."
Thinking about it this way, it's not surprising that Song Jiamu didn't know when she would learn to cook, because starting from the second grade of junior high school, the two gradually began to keep a distance. Even during the summer vacation after the high school entrance examination, they never asked each other to go out to play together.
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Tonight’s dish is steamed seabass, stir-fried pork slices with lettuce, and a plate of cabbage. The portion is not much, just enough for two people.
As Yun Shuqian was busy, the aroma gradually began to smell in the kitchen, and the rice in the rice cooker was ready.
After the pot is very hot, Yun Shuqian puts some oil, then some minced garlic, pours the cabbage into it, and makes a sizzling sound——
Song Jiamu, who has never cooked before, is quite afraid of hot oil splashing on her hands. Of course, this is not a worry, she just doesn't want such fair and tender skin to be unsightly with any scars from being burned.
"Aren't you afraid?"
Seeing how calm she was, Song Jiamu couldn't help but ask. After all, he knew that Yun Shuqian was the most timid. What else could he say about writing suspense, murder, detectives, and ancient tombs? He probably didn't scare the readers, but scared himself first.
Half dead.
"There's nothing to be afraid of."
Yun Shuqian looked proud, feeling that she was very brave. Of course she would not tell Song Jiamu that when she first started cooking, she was so scared that she had to hold the lid of the pot to prevent the oil from popping out.
"It seems that apart from being beautiful, you are not useless at all. At least you look quite virtuous." Song Jiamu praised.
"So you can also say nice things?"
"Then since you know so much housework, you should plan to get married very early, right?" Song Jiamu asked curiously.
"After four years of college, plus finishing graduate school and accumulating some work experience, my family's company still needs me to inherit. Anyway, I won't get married before I'm twenty-eight."
Yun Shuqian calculated very clearly that she had clear ambitions and was destined to become a great person and become a strong woman like her mother.
Twenty-eight is not too late. Nowadays in big cities it is common to get married at this age. For boys, it should take longer.
"What about you? Do you plan to get married when you are thirty?" Yun Shuqian asked indifferently. She expected Song Jiamu to get married after he turned twenty-eight, so that someone would be single with her.
"I am twenty-four or five years old!"
"...Why do you want to get married so early? Don't you want your career anymore? Don't you want to see more clearly? What if the person is not suitable?" The girl looked a little anxious.
"To start a family and start a business, start a family first and then start a business. If I find a little rich woman, wouldn't it be done in one step?"
"..."
Yun Shuqian didn't answer, so she took another piece of garlic.
Snapped--!
This knife has a somewhat depressing flavor.
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(Thanks again to classmate RUY16109 for being the leader. We have three alliances. The boss is generous, the boss has made a lot of money, and the boss has someone to warm the bed every day. Thank you very much~!)
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