Putting on an apron, washing and cutting vegetables, cooking is not difficult for Han Qian, and he is not averse to it. Although his knife skills are not superb, it is enough to cook at home. Although it does not taste like a chef outside, it is delicious.
While Han Qian was washing vegetables, Wen Nuan came into the kitchen, looked at the ingredients in the sink with her hands behind her back, and whispered.
"Hey? These are all my favorites? Aren't you afraid that I won't come back today?"
Han Qian washed the vegetables seriously without turning his head, and replied softly.
"You don't like the smell in the kitchen, why did you sneak in? I'm not picky about food, I'll eat it even if you don't come back."
"Hey, hey, hey? Han Qian, you've changed. It's true that men are fickle. You've been so cold to me just a few days after the divorce. Don't forget that your sister is still your creditor. Pay the money back. If you're not picky about food, why don't you buy crabs..."
Wen Nuan always bought ready-made crabs to eat. In the three years after their marriage, she and Han Qian only had one quarrel. The reason was that Wen Nuan bought crabs for Han Qian to cook, but Han Qian couldn't bring himself to do it and kept them in the fish tank. Then the next day, Wen Nuan threw the lively crabs into the boiling water pot. Then Han Qian's face was gloomy all night. He didn't cook dinner, nor did he wash the dishes and clean up the kitchen.
Wen Nuan knew she said the wrong thing, but Han Qian didn't take it to heart. He turned around and walked out of the kitchen. When Wen Nuan thought Han Qian was going to strike again, Han Qian came back with an extra box of yogurt in his hand.
"Go, go out and drink on the sofa, don't bother me here anymore."
After the divorce, Han Qian would not be respectful to Wen Nuan. He didn't have the idea of pleasing women in his bones. People are equal, there is no distinction between high and low, even though you are a creditor now. But Wen Nuan didn't leave. She didn't know that when she said Han Qian had changed, she had also changed. Maybe the relationship between the two had changed.
No longer husband and wife.
"Huh? The large intestine should be more delicious with more chili."
"Forget about the time when I almost died of pain in bed at two o'clock in the middle of the night and went to the hospital for half a night?"
That was the second year after marriage. In winter, Wen Nuan shouted that she wanted to eat boiled fish, the spiciest one, and then she was rushed to the hospital in the middle of the night. The doctor diagnosed her with intestinal spasm. The antispasmodic needle was useless, and the drip was useless. In the end, Han Qian had no choice but to ask Wen Nuan to drink water.
Han Qian stayed by the bed for a night. Wen Nuan squeaked and called for a night on the bed. Because Wen Nuan disturbed the rest of others, Han Qian almost got into a fight with someone in the hospital.
Wen Nuan also remembered this incident. She used to think that Han Qian was right. Now she thinks that it should be a small happiness. After all, it is just a contract marriage.
"Then put less and turn up the heat. Is there any soup?"
"Egg soup, Miss! If you are free, can you help me take the bowls and chopsticks up?"
"Okay, Eunuch Han."
Wen Nuan left the kitchen. Han Qian couldn't help but smile. At this time, the phone suddenly rang. Han Qian hurriedly took out the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.
"Hello."
"Sir, do you want door-to-door service? We are the best in the country..."
Han Qian hung up the phone directly. There are too many scammers these days.
Dinner consisted of three dishes and one soup. If Wen Nuan hadn't been here, Han Qian might not have cooked. Han Qian and Wen Nuan didn't speak at the table. They ate quietly, as if they had returned to the three years of life. After dinner, Han Qian cleaned up the dishes and Wen Nuan took the initiative to help. Then her little toe accidentally kicked the table leg, and Han Qian had to find a band-aid for her, but unfortunately there was none at home.
After washing the dishes, Han Qian returned to the sofa and took out his computer to study. Wen Nuan came and changed into casual clothes.
"Eunuch Han, do you want to go down for a walk? This princess will give you a chance to protect the flower."
"No."
"Han Qian!"
"No! I want to see something."
Wen Nuan was furious and took a deep breath. Then she looked at Han Qian with a smile and shouted in a coquettish voice.
"Brother Qian, I'm eating..."
"I'm going downstairs, shut up."
"Straight male cancer."
Han Qian couldn't withstand Wen Nuan's physical attack with a little magic armor-piercing, and raised his upper hand to surrender and went downstairs.
Wen Nuan was very beautiful without makeup, and with her proud height and slender legs, she was a beautiful sight wherever she went. Han Qian next to him was handsome.
The talented and beautiful couple instantly became the focus of the community, attracting many eyes. When they walked to the basketball court, Wen Nuan shouted that she couldn't walk anymore and wanted to go to the supermarket to buy water. She asked Han Qian what to drink. Han Qian looked at the supermarket, then looked at his home, then shook his head and said he would drink it at home.
Wen Nuan muttered a miser, and then trotted to the supermarket. How could she still look like she couldn't walk? Han Qian, who stayed where he was, looked at the basketball court and felt a little excited, wondering if he should go play and exercise.
It happened that a child in his twenties sprained his ankle at this time, and there was one less player in the basketball court. Everyone's eyes fell on Han Qian. One of them asked if he could come over to take a shot, and someone would fill in soon.
Han Qian, who hadn't touched basketball for a long time, was a little unfamiliar with it. After he failed to receive the pass twice, he was despised. The proud Han Qian couldn't just leave in shame. He took off his coat and went back to the court. After receiving the ball, he didn't rush to attack to find his touch.
As sweat fell, his touch became better and better. Layups, three-pointers, steals, assists, except for rebounds, Han Qian had reached his best condition. When Han Qian was a little complacent, the style of the boys on the court suddenly changed. They were like chicken blood, their speed soared, and there was even a dunk.
When Han Qian was puzzled, he found that the injured child was looking straight outside the court. Han Qian turned his head and found that Wen Nuan was back, sitting on a chair and talking on the phone.
"My husband doesn't need door-to-door service, he doesn't eat snacks."
Wen Nuan looked confused and serious, and a charming voice came from the phone.
"Oh! Sister, you are wrong, which man doesn't cheat? Domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers."
"Then he doesn't eat them either, wild flowers are dirty."
The other party was silent, as if his self-esteem was hurt by this sentence, and he could hear the other party taking a deep breath to adjust his state.
"Don't be afraid, sister, I will attract him."
"Auntie, are you very confident? My husband only likes long legs. It happens that I am 1.72 meters tall. What about you, auntie? Are you over 1.7 meters?"
"Too much!"
The phone was hung up, and the ball was over. In the last moment, Han Qian was completely abused and miserable. Then he walked to the rare beauty under the gaze of everyone in the stadium, took a bottle of water and drank it with his head tilted back.
Hmm?
The beauty has a master?
Han Qian ignored the children's thoughts and looked at the phone in Wen Nuan's hand in confusion.
"My phone? To me?"
Wen Nuan smiled and shook her head.
"It's a harassing call. I couldn't bear to watch you being beaten so badly while playing basketball, so I answered the phone to kill time. How about it? Do you feel old and exhausted?"
Han Qian shrugged.
"Having a big beauty here is much more effective than stimulants. Let's go. Those kids will think of me as a rival in love."
As soon as the voice fell, the sound of volleyball came from behind. The guy who had dunked many times came behind Han Qian and said he wanted to play a singles game. Han Qian did not refuse, but was beaten to a pulp. The guy was overjoyed and thought he would be favored by the goddess, but he found that the goddess smiled at Han Qian with her hands covering her mouth. When she looked at him, her eyes were as cold as frost.
Han Qian and Wen Nuan left.
The people in the stadium lost interest in playing basketball, and sat on the ground like eggplants hit by frost. The young man who dunked the basketball sighed.
"If you don't want to play basketball anymore, why don't you find a girlfriend?"
Everyone nodded in agreement.
In a high-end apartment in the city, a woman stood in front of the mirror angrily, gritting her teeth.
"Are you proud of being 1.72 meters tall? My sister is 1.8 meters tall, so I'm short? Damn, the ruler is not accurate, how come it's 1.66?"
(End of this chapter)