I am not a good person after my rebirth

Chapter 223: Old hen stewed with beef and three treasures to nourish Chen Qingshan
"finally arrived at home."

Chen Qingshan stretched lazily, looking lazy.

I don’t know why, but as soon as I returned to Sister Yaoyao’s rental house, I felt lazy.

Cheng Yao brought slippers, squatted down, grabbed Chen Qingshan's heels, and took off his shoes for him.

Chen Qingshan had told Cheng Yao many times about this kind of Japanese-style wife service, telling her not to do so.

But Yaoyao, who has always been obedient, is a little stubborn in this regard. She says "I know", but every time Chen Qingshan comes to the cabin, she still squats on the ground to help him take off his shoes.

Over time, Chen Qingshan just followed her.

"Qingshan, go to the sofa and have a rest first." Cheng Yao said as she put Chen Qingshan's shoes neatly into the shoe rack.

Such a gentle and lovely wife, in return, was slapped hard by the man, who said dissatisfiedly: "Outside, you call me Mr. Chen, call me Qingshan, and I won't argue with you. But when there is no one around, what should you call me, baby?"

After a pat, Cheng Yao lightly tiptoed, her body stiffened, her face blushed, and she stammered, "Old...husband."

This is the correct name.

Chen Qingshan walked to the refrigerator with ease, took out a bottle of cold beer, sat on the sofa and started drinking.

Cheng Yao helped him unpack a package of salted edamame and drunkard peanuts, put them on a plate and placed them on the coffee table in front of the man, so that Chen Qingshan could have some with his wine.

But even though she was serving him, Cheng Yao still advised, "Qing...husband, the weather is cold, so don't drink ice beer in the future. Drink something at room temperature, otherwise your stomach won't be able to take it."

"The cold one is called beer, the cold one is called horse urine." Chen Qingshan said confidently.

Cheng Yao was so amused that she covered her mouth and laughed, you always have your reasons.

"Then let's drink some yellow wine or Jingjiu?"

"Yellow wine is fine. Wait until it cools down a bit, then you can drink it hot. It's sweet, and you can drink some with me. But forget about Jinjiu, it smells like medicine, and it feels like drinking Chinese medicine."

Cheng Yao took Chen Qingshan's words to heart and said immediately, "Then I'll buy some rice wine and keep it at home next time. Honey, you promised me that you can't drink cold wine when it gets colder."

Women are always nagging.

Do I need your approval to drink?
Chen Qingshan pursed his lips and said "oh" softly.

Cheng Yao's smile gradually spread. This kind of male chauvinism's way of pampering others must be felt with the meticulousness of a little woman. It is more touching than any sweet words in the world.

Chen Qingshan patted the sofa beside him and said, "Come here!"

Cheng Yao walked in with small steps, and just as she was within Chen Qingshan's arm's length, the man couldn't wait to pull her into his arms.

Cheng Yao put her arms around Chen Qingshan's neck and sat sideways in his arms. Her little face turned red with shame, and even her snow-white neck was as beautiful as a peach.

Even though she and Chen Qingshan had already been honest with each other, Cheng Yao was still very shy about this kind of intimate contact. She didn't have the ease and comfort of an old married couple at all.

"Feed me." The man whispered.

Cheng Yao grabbed the can and put it into the man's mouth, but the man dodged it.

"You don't allow me to drink iced drinks? Then let me drink something hot."

Professor Xu was right. If you stay with Qingshan for too long, you will be corrupted by him. This man can always find excuses from various angles.

But who can blame him for being her man? If she doesn't spoil him, women outside will line up to get close to Chen Qingshan.

Cheng Yao took a sip of wine.

Hiss! It's so cold, it freezes my tongue. I don't understand my man, he drinks ice cold drinks every day, but his body is still so hot.

When it was warm, Cheng Yao pressed down Chen Qingshan's head and fed him gently.

"There's no more wine. I've already fed you. Why are you still looking for wine, husband?"

Cheng Yao whined weakly, allowing Chen Qingshan to search every corner.

"I'm not coming. You just know how to bully me." Cheng Yao pursed her lips and left Chen Qingshan's arms reluctantly. "I made chicken soup. I'll heat it up for you. Have some."

After Cheng Yao left, Chen Qingshan drank a can of beer alone. Feeling a little bored, he went to the kitchen to look for Cheng Yao again.

In the kitchen, Cheng Yao was still wearing her work uniform, but she had taken off her suit jacket and was wearing a clean white shirt with her sleeves rolled up and an apron. Her originally smooth and silky black hair was tied up in a high ponytail with a rubber band.

Holding a soup spoon, I took small sips of the chicken soup.

After taking a bite, it felt like it was burned, and it stuck out its little red tongue, hissing…

What a picture of a virtuous wife who cooks for her husband. Sister Yaoyao is not the prettiest, but she is definitely the best at housekeeping.

Chen Qingshan approached on tiptoe and hugged her from behind, which startled Cheng Yao and made her body tremble. She didn't calm down until she heard the man's voice.

He stamped his feet helplessly and embarrassedly, "Why are you walking without making any sound?"

"I did it on purpose. Just to see if you drugged me."

"You just like to bully me." Cheng Yao said aggrievedly, "I drug myself, but I won't drug you."

Chen Qingshan glanced at the chicken soup in the casserole. Wow, wolfberry, longan, red dates, and a slender old mountain ginseng.

"You said you didn't drug me? What are all these? Baby, how many times are you going to have sex with me tonight?" Chen Qingshan teased.

He took the spoon from Cheng Yao's hand and rummaged through the casserole again, and found another surprise.

In addition to the old hen and some nourishing herbs, there are other hot ingredients under the casserole.

Chen Qingshan picked up a piece of yellowish gelatinous food that looked like beef tendon and asked, "What is this?"

"Beef tendon."

"What about this?" Chen Qingshan picked up an ingredient that had been cut into pieces but was clearly egg-shaped.

"Cow...cow eggs." Cheng Yao replied with a red face.

"Sister Yaoyao, I know that a day without seeing you feels like three years, but the debt owed over three years can't be repaid in one night, right?"

"No." Cheng Yao took a deep breath, grabbed Chen Qingshan's evil hand, and said tremblingly: "Hubby, don't tease me, I can't help it."

"Then let's have some appetizers first." Chen Qingshan said as he was about to lift up Cheng Yao's hip skirt and press Cheng Yao's body on the stove.

But Cheng Yao stopped him and refused: "No." Now it was Chen Qingshan's turn to be confused, "What? Are you going to the bed or the sofa?"

"No!" Cheng Yao said shyly, "Hubby, you should take a break. Haven't you had that during the few days you were home?"

Chen Qingshan showed a trace of embarrassment. This was the first time that Cheng Yao had said something that she already knew clearly.

Seeing Chen Qingshan's embarrassed expression, Cheng Yao immediately explained: "Hubby, I'm not jealous. It's just that this thing can't be too frequent. You have to think about your body. In the next few days, you take a rest, and I'll stew some medicinal soup for you to nourish your body. This is the famous medicinal chicken pot in Ma'anshan. I learned it secretly when I was a waiter in a restaurant."

The day before yesterday, Chen Qingshan told Cheng Yao that he would be back on the 6th. On the 5th, Cheng Yao went to the market to prepare the ingredients. Old hens were easy to buy, but she had to go to several markets to buy the beef stew.

Last night, I stewed it on low heat all night, and set an alarm clock to get up and add water from time to time. After it was cooked, I put it in the refrigerator to keep it fresh. I took it out of the refrigerator and reheated it when Chen Qingshan came home in the evening.

Sometimes Chen Qingshan himself felt that he was born a bad person, but he was favored by so many women.

But people are selfish. If you meet a woman you like, why should you let her go?
Just so that when I am old, I can look back with melancholy and regret. If I had been braver at that time, would the ending have been different?
You have to be like a dog guarding its food, chewing it in your mouth, guarding it in the bowl, and staring at the dog food bag, not wanting to let go of a single grain of food.

Chen Qingshan would have to slap himself in the face if such a good girl married someone else.

"Hubby, drink more soup. All the nutrients are in the soup."

Cheng Yao watched Chen Qingshan eat heartily with a happy smile on her face. It was a very fulfilling thing to have her cooking skills recognized by her beloved.

Chen Qingshan held half a bowl of white rice and poured four or five spoonfuls of chicken soup into it in one breath. He shoveled the soup into his mouth, consuming it with a vicious and evil taste, as if he was a starving ghost reincarnated.

This chicken soup with rice is definitely capped. As I, Chen Qingshan, said, even Jesus can’t help.

Chen Qingshan devoured the entire casserole of medicinal soup. It was obvious that the man was really hungry.

Cheng Yao cleaned up the dishes and asked while washing them, "Honey, can I make some old duck soup tomorrow?"

Chen Qingshan hugged Cheng Yao from behind, blew air on her sensitive neck, and said in an ambiguous tone: "Let's talk about tomorrow's matter tomorrow. Shouldn't we do some exercises to help digest the food after dinner now?"

"No." Cheng Yao resisted the urge to be aroused by Chen Qingshan, pursed her lips and begged, "Hubby, please...be patient!"

In the past, Chen Qingshan scoffed at this kind of medicinal soup. He believed that the idea of ​​"replenishing the body with like" and "replenishing things with things" were all remnants of feudal society. The nutritional value of a bowl of pork rib soup was not even as good as that of a calcium tablet.

But Cheng Yao's pot of beef soup really had an immediate effect, especially when Cheng Yao put on an apron and looked like a married woman, it was like adding fuel to the fire.

"I can't bear it at all. What I did in Sucheng has nothing to do with Jinling. If I didn't do it with you, then it doesn't count. Sister Yaoyao, this is my first time in October, it can't be considered as indulgence."

Where did you get this fallacy from?

Why are you tearing up these nice pantyhose?
Chen Qingshan leaned back towards Cheng Yao. Cheng Yao weakly grabbed the stove, turned her head, and begged, "Hubby, can't we go to the bed? This is the place to cook."

What I want is a place to cook and what I want is your cook’s attire.

Hmm! Cheng Yao groaned. She really deserved it. If she had known earlier, she would not have supplemented her husband so harshly.

Apart from the balcony, there is nothing else worth developing in this small room for Chen Qingshan.

It's time to change nests.

……

October 7th, the last day of the National Day holiday.

Cheng Yao, who was awakened early by her biological clock, stared at the man sleeping beside her. How could a man be so handsome and let her succeed?

With previous experience, Cheng Yao didn't dare to make any big movements. Chen Qingshan looked like he was sleeping very deeply, but in fact, he was sleeping very lightly. If she made any small movements, such as kissing or touching him, he would wake up immediately. She only dared to do some small things like smelling Chen Qingshan's hair and touching his eyelashes with her nails.

Just this alone made Cheng Yao very happy.

It was not until noon that Chen Qingshan woke up from his sleep, and the twitching of his arm also woke up Cheng Yao who was taking a nap.

Chen Qingshan, who was still sleepy, turned over and hugged her, without even opening his eyes, and kissed her with ease.

After some intimacy after waking up, the two got up and washed up.

Cheng Yao asked, "Hubby, what do you want to eat for lunch?"

"Let's go out and eat something. After dinner, we'll go take a look at the house." Chen Qingshan replied while tying his shoelaces.

"Ah! Do we really want to go and see the house?" Cheng Yao said timidly.

"What else? Do you think I'm just making promises to you?" Chen Qingshan doted on her little face and complained, "I know what you're thinking. This holiday, I asked you to look at both the store and the house, but you only looked at the store. I asked you about the house, but you ignored me. You feel uncomfortable spending my money, don't you?"

It's really painful and I can't bear to spend even a bit.

Cheng Yao pursed her lips and said aggrievedly: "But I have spent enough. You rented the house and you paid my salary. Do you remember that you gave me 10,000 yuan last time and took me to the mall to buy clothes and spent more than 1,000 yuan. I remember everything."

When Cheng Yao said remember, she didn't mean remember it in her head, but really write it down in the account book.

Chen Qingshan slapped Cheng Yao hard on the buttocks and said fiercely: "Why are you so clear with me? Are you not going to follow me in the future? I am going to spend money on you, the kind that you will never be able to pay back in your lifetime. You have to wash my clothes, cook for me, and have children for me in this life to pay it back."

Chen Qingshan is really attracted to a simple and kind girl like Cheng Yao.

Cheng Yao would forget about a small loss after one night, and would even console herself by saying that a loss is a blessing. But she would want to remember the small favors of others for the rest of her life.

Chen Qingshan wanted to pamper her to the sky, and then use this debt to tie Cheng Yao to his side for the rest of her life.

Although the means were extremely despicable, Chen Qingshan himself admitted that he was a beast, and that using despicable means was more in line with his personality.

If I really lost Cheng Yao and watched her marry someone else, I would be worse than a beast.

Silly Cheng Yao really fell for Chen Qingshan's trick. When she heard the word "give birth to a baby", her thin face became a little hot, her whiteness was tinged with pink, and her delicateness was full of charm.

You are not asking me to pay back my debt, you are clearly rewarding me.

The two walked out of the rental house hand in hand, had a bite at the noodle shop downstairs, and then Chen Qingshan drove Cheng Yao straight to their destination.

Due to Cheng Yao's passive resistance, Chen Qingshan was forced to do it himself.

Chen Qingshan's requirements for a house are very simple. First, it must be close to his workplace and within the Gulou area. Second, it must be ready for moving in, fully decorated. Third, it must be slightly larger, but not too big, about 150 square meters. If it is smaller, it will be difficult to entertain guests and there won't even be a guest room.

After a simple screening, Chen Qingshan selected three communities, namely Qinlin Yayuan, Zijunwan, and Shuimu Huadu. He would go and take a look at them while he was free today.

According to the distance, Chen Qingshan brought Cheng Yao to Qinlin Yayuan first.

(End of this chapter)