pjbooks Chapter 108 Major Taboo
Chapter 108 Major Taboo
Chapter 108 Major Taboo
"Um, I just wanted to see what you were doing, I didn't mean to scare you."
Lin Chuan scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, touched the water in the basin, and nodded with satisfaction.
"It's hot! Good girl, come on, let me pour it for you."
Yang Xiaoling rolled her eyes at Lin Chuan: "Don't be so delicate. Sit down first, the food is ready."
Lin Chuan glanced at the table, where four dishes were laid out: stir-fried cured pork with green beans, stewed pork with lotus root, home-style tofu, and loofah and egg soup.
"It smells so good! I never knew you could cook so well, Xiaoling. I'm so lucky to have such a delicious meal from now on."
"It's not as good as yours. Your cooking is the best."
"If you like to eat, I'll cook all the meals after we get married."
"No way, what kind of man cooks? Teach me how to cook, and I'll practice more until I'm good at it."
Yang Xiaoling handed Lin Chuan a pair of chopsticks, got up to serve him rice, picked up a piece of tofu, golden brown on both sides, took a bite, and Lin Chuan's eyes lit up.
The tofu was pan-fried to perfection, with a golden-brown crust that wasn't hard at all, and the heat was just right. The soft tofu inside was surprisingly not bland at all, and although only a layer of salt was sprinkled on the surface, the taste was unexpectedly good.
"Your cooking skills are better than mine. I couldn't fry a plate of tofu like this."
Lin Chuan was telling the truth; frying tofu really is a skill: most people can't fry it this well.
Yang Xiaolin's face lit up with joy, and she said, "You're just trying to flatter me. I ate the food you made, and it was much better than what I make."
"Really, I'm not kidding you. The reason I cook so well is because I use more oil and have a wider selection of seasonings than you. Oh, speaking of seasonings, I even brought some for you."
Lin Chuan opened the package on the chair, took out MSG, soy sauce, vinegar, and a packet of spices, and presented them to Yang Xiaoling like a treasure.
Yang Xiaoling didn't look at the condiments in front of her; she stared at the package, inside which were clothes and shoes.
"Did you buy these clothes and shoes for me?"
"Uh, no, this is for my mom."
Lin Chuan noticed that Yang Xiaoling's expression and tone were off, and immediately changed his tune.
Yang Xiaoling burst into tears, looking at Lin Chuan with teary eyes, her gaze filled with pain.
Lin Chuan immediately realized something was wrong, and he really wanted to slap himself.
He had realized before that the way girls think now is different from that of people in later generations, but he hadn't thought about it too deeply back then.
Now he realizes he was terribly wrong.
In later generations, girls who are all talk and flirtatious are considered charming; those who tell lies to coax them are considered romantic; and those who demand emotional value are being sought.
To put it bluntly, as long as it makes her happy, that's all that matters; whether or not we get married is another matter.
Nowadays, girls' initial goal is marriage, and they value character more.
He brought clothes and shoes, and the styles and colors were clearly meant for Yang Xiaoling, but Lin Chuan said they were for his mother. This was blatant deception.
Dishonesty and deception may not seem like a big deal in later generations, but they are a major taboo at this time.
Lin Chuan walked up behind Yang Xiaoling, ignored her objections, reached out and hugged her, resting his head on hers. After Yang Xiaoling struggled until she was tired, Lin Chuan said, "I was wrong. The clothes and shoes were for you. I saw that your face was not right just now, and I was afraid you would be angry, so I changed my mind and said they were for my mother."
I just like you too much, care about you too much, that's why I made this mistake. Please give me another chance, okay? I promise I'll never lie to you again.
"Really? You really won't lie to me again?"
"Really, I promise I'll tell you the truth from now on."
"So tell me, will you marry me in the future?"
"I will definitely marry you, I will marry no one else."
Yang Xiaoling's body went limp, and she leaned against Lin Chuan. Lin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief; he knew he had passed this hurdle.
Despite Yang Xiaoling's gentle and delicate appearance, and her tendency to blush and be shy, Lin Chuan knew that she was a person with strong opinions.
If one thing hadn't gone well, things could have fallen apart for both of them. Although Lin Chuan was confident he could win them back if things fell apart, there was no need for that. It's better to stay together peacefully.
Yang Xiaoling leaned against Lin Chuan's chest, wiped away her tears, and whimpered, "I'll forgive you this time, but you can't lie to me next time."
"Yes, there won't be a next time."
"Take your things back. I can't accept these. You've already given me enough. I can't keep taking your things. That would be shameless."
"No, I've already bought it. I promise, next time I'll ask you beforehand if I give you something. You can keep this one for now, okay?"
Besides, I didn't give you anything special, just brought you food twice and a few fish.
"You brought me food when I needed it most and even made me a cage so I could catch fish every day. This is already an incredible favor. I would feel bad if I accepted anything more from you. I can't take these things."
"No, the fish are still in the river and haven't been caught yet. How can you calculate it like that? If you say that, I'll give you two chickens. They can lay lots and lots of eggs in the future, so you can save on the bride price."
"If you really want to give two chickens as a dowry, that's fine too. My dad doesn't care much about that."
"No way. When I marry you, I'm going to fill your whole yard with dowry. I want to marry you in a grand and dignified way, not in such a shabby way."
"That will take many more years."
Yang Xiaoling's voice sounded somewhat dreamy, as if she had already imagined that scene.
Lin Chuan hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say the words "soon". Anyway, he would know in another month or so.
The atmosphere relaxed again. Lin Chuan put his arm around Yang Xiaoling, who leaned against his chest. Neither of them spoke, enjoying the quiet moment, until: "Where are you touching, you pervert?"
Yang Xiaoling suddenly jumped away from Lin Chuan's arms, as if there was fire on the chair.
Lin Chuan chuckled awkwardly, "Uh, I couldn't help myself, I couldn't help myself."
Just now, while he was holding her, his hand unconsciously slid down a little.
Yang Xiaoling glared at Lin Chuan, her face turning completely red, even her ears were red.
"Well, why don't we eat first, otherwise the food will get cold."
Lin Chuan bent down and sat back in his original seat, while Yang Xiaoling, blushing, dawdled back.
The two started eating. Lin Chuan kept praising Yang Xiaoling's cooking skills, but Yang Xiaoling remained silent, eating with her head down and taking small bites.
But Lin Chuan noticed a slight upturn at the corner of her mouth, so he wasn't flustered.
After Lin Chuan finished his bowl of rice, Yang Xiaoling got up and served him another bowl. Lin Chuan chuckled to himself, thinking that this little girl was also observing him.
Yang Xiaoling handed Lin Chuan a bowl of rice, and the two continued eating, just like a married couple. At this time, it was usually the wife who served the man's food.
Lin Chuan didn't like this bad habit; it was just that it was inconvenient for him to get up right now.
"Xiaoling, can you take out some pickled cowpeas so I can have some? I saw them in the cupboard yesterday and I really want some."
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