Sister, can I be a maid too?

Jiang Yubai gave a casual reply, but couldn't help but look at it more closely out of curiosity.

However, he had heard that drinking this when the weather is cold can prevent colds.

He glanced at it a few more times, then couldn't resist looking up out of curiosity:

"Is it good?"

"Good...?" Lin Jianxia's expression suddenly became somewhat subtle. "It's...not bad..."

"I see... By the way, aren't you going to drink?"

“I’ve already had some in the kitchen,” she replied quickly, then urged, “Drink it while it’s hot.”

Jiang Yubai didn't think much of it, picked up the bowl with some anticipation, tilted his head back, and took a big gulp—

I rely on!

Lin Jianxia was prepared; seeing his expression, her face immediately hardened.

"Don't spit it out!"

Jiang Yubai puffed out his cheeks, feeling a scalding, spicy sensation rush into his nostrils, mixed with a strange sweetness, creating a pungent and magical taste.

What is this thing?!

Seeing his contorted expression, Lin Jianxia suppressed a laugh and waved her finger in front of his eyes:

"No! You are not allowed to spit it out!"

Jiang Yu struggled mightily to swallow the ginger soup, his face contorted in a grimace.

"Holy crap, what the hell is that smell?"

"Isn't this what ginger soup tastes like?" Lin Jianxia said matter-of-factly, pushing the bowl towards him again. "Here, there's more. Drink it while it's hot."

"I won't drink it!" Jiang Yubai said with a face full of resistance. "I'd only drink a second sip if I were out of my mind."

Lin Tingwan blinked, her gaze falling on the bowl of ginger soup.

"Drink it quickly."

Lin Jianxia wrinkled her little nose and said with dissatisfaction:

"Drink the ginger soup first, or you're not allowed to eat."

As he spoke, he actually pushed the bowl of fried rice to the side.

Jiang Yubai glanced at her with a subtle expression:

Are you worried I'll catch a cold... or do you just want to see me suffer?

"Of course I'm worried about you."

Lin Jianxia was very serious.

Well, it's definitely not because I find Jiang Yubai's bad look funny.

Jiang Yubai stared at the fried rice with egg, then glanced at the ginger soup beside him.

Once the taste returned to my mouth, it felt... not so unbearable after all.

He hesitated for a moment, then pinched his nose and took another sip.

......

Two minutes later.

“There’s still more than half left,” Lin Jianxia urged, “Drink up, drink up.”

Jiang Yubai slumped on the sofa, his tone utterly lifeless:

"I won't drink anymore, I'll never drink again."

I can't stand it anymore. Even catching a real cold would feel better than drinking this stuff.

To be honest, the thing he can't stand the most is ginger; he always avoids it whenever he sees it.

Lin Jianxia resorted to the same trick again, continuing to feign fierceness as he said:

"Drink up, or you won't get any food."

"Heh, heh," Jiang Yu chuckled twice, "Then you might as well let me starve to death."

Lin Jianxia: "......."

What?! Ah!

Is it really that bad?

She looked down and saw that there was still a little less than half a bowl of ginger soup left on the table, a rather delicate amount.

I've already drunk more than half of it... so it should be fine, right?

"never mind....."

Lin Jianxia suddenly felt a little soft-hearted, pouted, and pushed the plate of fried rice towards him.

"Here, let's eat."

"Really?"

Jiang Yubai's eyes lit up.

Silly girl, the food is all ready and sitting in front of you. Nobody's stopping you from eating...

Although she thought this way, for some reason, Lin Jianxia felt a little happy.

She held her bowl of fried rice and instinctively wanted to walk over and sit down next to her sister.

But she paused, and somehow, as if possessed, took a few more steps and gently sat down next to Jiang Yubai.

Lin Jianxia's heart pounded, and she glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, feeling inexplicably guilty.

The younger sister was eating quietly, while Jiang Yubai was also shoveling large mouthfuls of fried rice into his mouth, a satisfied expression on his face.

It seems no one noticed her little gesture.

The rain was pouring outside the window, but the room was warm and cozy, filled with a comforting atmosphere.

She looked away, scooped up a spoonful of rice, and put it in her mouth.

Suddenly, Lin Jianxia felt...

This seems like a good idea.

Chapter 103 It's alright, it's just a hypothetical.

After dinner, Jiang Yubai urged the two sisters to go back to their rooms to rest as soon as possible, and finally lay down on the bed herself.

I hadn't felt it before, but as I sank into the soft bed and gradually relaxed, the exhaustion suddenly overwhelmed me.

With his breathing gradually becoming steady, Jiang Yubai's consciousness quickly sank into a peaceful sleep.

.......

".....la".

"Jiang..., eat..."

"Jiang Yubai, dinner's ready!"

The sounds around him gradually became clearer, and Jiang Yu struggled to open his heavy eyelids.

My consciousness felt like it was being immersed in lukewarm water, drifting in and out of consciousness.

What's going on...?

Just as Jiang Yubai was about to raise his head, a sudden pain shot through his head.

"Coming, coming!"

After catching his breath, he opened his mouth to reply, only to find that his throat was extremely sore.

Through the door, Lin Jianxia outside seemed oblivious to what was going on, leaving behind a lighthearted "Then hurry up and come out~" before falling silent.

Jiang Yubai let out a long sigh of relief. He only remembered that he seemed to have had many, many dreams, but he couldn't recall them at all now.

Surely not? I was telling those two to keep warm and not catch a cold yesterday, and today I've caught it myself?

Fortunately, it shouldn't be too serious.

He shook his head again, feeling as if it were filled with lead.

After struggling for a few seconds, Jiang Yubai managed to sit up, put on his clothes, and go to the bathroom to wash up.

He made a few "ah~" sounds, and aside from being a little hoarse, he seemed alright.

After washing up, Jiang Yubai pushed open the door and was taken aback when his gaze swept over the dining table.

At the dining table, the two sisters, Lin Jianxia and Lin Tingwan, were already sitting there.

"Coming soon—we've been waiting for you to start the meal," Lin Jianxia called out in a drawn-out voice.

Jiang Yubai walked over and sat down. A steaming bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean pork was already laid out on the table, along with several refreshing side dishes.

"I got caught in the rain yesterday, so I'm making something hot to warm my stomach today," Lin Jianxia explained. "How about I make the spicy chicken cheese pancake you wanted tomorrow?"

Jiang Yubai nodded and subconsciously glanced out the window.

The rain is still falling, but it's much lighter than yesterday, and the sky is a bit brighter.

The refreshing feeling from washing my face with cold water gradually faded, but my head began to feel heavy again.

He looked away, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and put it in his mouth. The porridge, which he usually found delicious, tasted bland at this moment.

Lin Jianxia keenly noticed his hesitation and asked in confusion:

"What's wrong? Didn't you like the porridge today?"

"No, it's pretty good," Jiang Yubai replied casually. "By the way... why is Lin Tingwan up so early too?"

In his memory, Lin Tingwan was also a little piglet, and Lin Jianxia usually brought her a separate breakfast.

Lin Jianxia didn't reply, but slowly frowned:

"Your voice... does it sound a little nasal?"