Chapter 2, cooking with one's own bathwater, without disdain

The gaze finally settled on the crack of the coarse bowl, and the thin lips, carrying a hint of coldness, could not help but twitch

The man's face was somewhat dark. "... ..." Last night, he saw her crying her heart out for that dog, so how could she still eat?

Bai Xindran looked at him as if he were an idiot and said: "You can treat the sweet potato pieces as meat, and just consider the rice cubes as fish. What is there to be picky about? It's already good enough to have something to eat"

The next morning

Pouting slightly, Bai Xindian glared at him with some displeasure: "Using your own bathwater to cook, I don't mind at all!"

Seeing that the man was awake, she said nothing and directly placed a coarse bowl from her left hand beside him, then set a pair of bamboo chopsticks on top of the bowl

A cold voice with a hint of command came from behind.

Yesterday, a man was dug out from the ground; I wonder if today we will dig out a son...

The dark eyes gazed over, the cold and ethereal gaze seemed to be observing a monster

In Maoshan Village, it is rare to see someone from another village. Observing the man, the subtle arrogance in his speech suggests that he does not belong to the farming class. Last night, while helping him stitch his wound, she discovered that the trousers he wore underneath were actually made of silk

Wait a moment

Of course, she absolutely did not intend to take the opportunity to molest him, nor did she have any intention of looking at his private parts; it was all due to the circumstances, wasn't it? After all, he was injured on his thigh!

What is this

Why don't I have one?" Looking at the coarse bowl beside me, that deep voice was filled with strong disdain and displeasure

Bai Xindran smiled instantly, walked over, and looked him up and down before replying: "I only have half a bucket of water left in my kitchen. Are you sure you want to use it for bathing? Just so you know, it takes a five-mile trek to fetch water from this place, and I am quite lazy, so I won't be going to fetch water every day. If you don't mind that I use the bathing water to cook at noon, then I will go and bring the water in for you."

The contents of the bowl are red and green, along with white chunks, and the thick broth can hardly be called broth; it is even inferior to glue.

Having spoken, she pretended to leave

The man did not speak to her in the evening either

The man had just picked up the bowl when suddenly his hands trembled uncontrollably for a moment, nearly causing the bowl to fall to the ground

An entire afternoon, Bai Xindian spent in the fields lost in thought.

It was only after Bai Xindran had finished bathing and entered the house, hiding in the courtyard, that the man, lying on the wooden board, suddenly asked coldly: "Wasn't it said that there was no water? Where did you get the water to bathe?"

Upon hearing this, the man's tightly drawn face nearly cracked into pieces. His cold and indifferent gaze fixed on Bai Xinran as if he had seen her covered in fleas, a level of disdain that went beyond mere words.

From behind, a man's extremely deep, extremely suppressed, and extremely coldly humorous voice came, "I don't want to wash anymore"

Due to consuming too much dog meat, her throat felt itchy in the afternoon. In the sweet potato porridge in the evening, she deliberately chopped and cooked sweet potato leaves in the porridge, claiming it was to reduce internal heat

It is not that she has the good intention to save this man, but rather that she believes keeping this man is advantageous to herself

After she finished eating and returned, she noticed that the bowl beside the man was already empty. Without saying a word, she silently stepped forward and took the coarse bowl away

To get back to the point, she hopes that this man, considering that she saved his life, will help her leave Maoshan Village

Out of distrust towards the heavens, Bai Xinan could only do one thing—dig sweet potatoes with all her might

Savoring the aroma of meat in the air, the man gazed at the contents in the coarse bowl beside him

The next meal is still uncertain as to where it will be held

In the afternoon, Bai Xindran carried a hoe and returned to the field to continue digging sweet potatoes. She was not sure if it was due to being startled by the suddenly appearing man, but throughout the afternoon, she kept instinctively glancing behind her.

Upon hearing this, the man's complexion turned even worse than that of a pig's liver, as if he had swallowed a fly, with his Adam's apple continuously twitching

She merely glanced at him 'accidentally' a couple of times, and she swore that she absolutely did not touch his belongings, only brushing against his smooth silk underwear

At noon, Bai Xindran made sweet potato porridge. It involves boiling the sweet potatoes until they are soft, then mashing them, adding water, and cooking it all together. Once the water comes to a boil, it is stirred and then served in a bowl. The resulting sweet potato porridge resembles sesame paste, but it has a reddish-yellow color, making it more visually appealing than the 'Fish-Flavored Shredded Pork' from the morning.

Bai Xindran noticed that he was staring at her intently, fearing that he might pounce over to snatch it away. She quickly got up and went outside, sitting on the threshold of the main room with a bowl in hand, savoring the fragrant dog meat in the bowl with great delight

Bai Xindran turned around, her face filled with disdain: "Your wound has just been stitched up by me, and you still cannot get it wet. Otherwise, if you catch a fever, I won't have any medicine to treat you. Just make do with it; our village is quite clean, and you won't get fleas even if you don't bathe for a month or two"

In the evening, it is the same sweet potato porridge as at noon

Too lazy to pay attention to him, Bai Xin spread a mat on the ground in the main room

The man finally did not say another word, and drank three large bowls in succession

Please fetch water for me, I need to take a shower

Otherwise, if I really had a son, he would probably starve to death

Bai Xindran sat on a low stool not far from him, just about to pick up a piece of fragrant meat to eat, when she suddenly heard the man ask a question, looking as if he dared not take a bite. She quickly stuffed a piece of meat into her mouth before explaining to the man: "Don't worry, it's not poisonous. If I wanted to poison you, I wouldn't bother saving you; I would just smash you with a hoe and then dig a hole to bury you. Why would I need to move you into the house? We don't have much to eat at home, just this little bit of rice noodles, so you'll have to make do with it." After swallowing the piece of meat, she continued, "I was afraid you might not be able to eat it, so I even specially named this dish 'Fish-Flavored Shredded Pork.' How about that? Doesn't the name sound appetizing?"

The man squinted his eyes and coldly gazed at her bowl

Bai Xinduan emerged from the small kitchen, carrying two chipped coarse bowls as she walked into the bedroom. Yesterday, out of kindness, she had given up her wooden bed, and after sleeping on the floor for a night, she suddenly realized that the floor was actually more comfortable than the wooden bed.

Seeing this, Bai Xindran replied with irritation: "I eat Wangcai to help it transcend; you are the murderer. If you eat it, won't that be an even greater sin? Moreover, it was my dog. If I eat it, it signifies my deep reluctance to part with it. From now on, I will never be separated from it, no matter where I go in this world." Sighing, she looked at the bones she had picked out and lamented, "My poor Wangcai, who never had a meal of meat or chewed on a bone in its lifetime, now that I can finally enjoy a meal of meat, it has no fortune to partake... Alas!"

The man, if observed closely, can certainly be seen to have just shivered. His gaze is fixed intently on the contents of the coarse bowl, and he sits up, taking chopsticks to stir the items in the bowl

It is not that she is merely imagining things, but rather that she has been left speechless by the heavens many times.

His injury is on the thigh, and she has already helped him stitch and bandage it. His hand is fine, so he definitely does not need her to feed him.

Why is there neither fish nor meat

Fetch water! The man said coldly, giving the command.

Bai Xindran picked up a piece of meat and waved it in the air. "Dog meat!"

What are you eating

She is capable of soul travel; what if the heavens, seeing her lonely and desolate, were to send a son to accompany her