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Transmigrating into a novel in the 1980s marrying a sickly but handsome man

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Chapter 23

Transmigrating into a novel in the 1980s marrying a sickly but handsome man

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In this era, it’s mostly men who handle external affairs while women manage the household. Even if a man knows how to cook, he rarely actually does it. In their eyes, cooking is a woman’s job.

“No need, I’m not feeling that bad. It’s just cooking, it’s fine.”

How could Ye Linlin let Su Chenhuai cook? Even if she agreed, Liu Xihong wouldn’t, and then the person cooking would definitely become Liu Xihong, and then Ye Cheng would start complaining about not being full again.Full novel: Transmigrating into a novel in the 1980s marrying a sickly but handsome man — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠

“Then I’ll help you.”

Su Chenhuai didn’t insist and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

Ye Linlin went back to her room, drank a mouthful of spiritual water, and followed him to the kitchen.

She saw Su Chenhuai already skillfully starting the fire.

Ye Linlin looked at the existing ingredients in the kitchen, selected a few, and started washing them.

They’d been eating rice a lot lately, and Ye Linlin wanted to eat noodles, so when she saw the eggplant, she decided to make eggplant noodles.

When Su Chenhuai finished starting the fire and came to Ye Linlin’s side, she was peeling the eggplant.

“What are you going to make?”

Hearing Su Chenhuai’s question, Ye Linlin stopped what she was doing and turned to look at him.

“We’ve been eating rice these past few days, so I’m making eggplant noodles today. It’s appetizing and easy to digest.”

“Where are the noodles? I’ll knead the dough.”

Ye Linlin pointed to a jar in the corner of the kitchen.

Su Chenhuai walked over, scooped out the flour, took a bowl of cold water from the water tank, and started kneading the dough by the stove.

Watching Su Chenhuai’s skilled kneading technique, and knowing that using cold water would make the noodles more chewy, Ye Linlin felt relieved and went to do her own thing.

A dozen minutes later, she put the eggplant sauce she had made into a basin.

Turning around and walking to Su Chenhuai’s side, she poked the kneaded dough with her finger. It was just the right softness, which was a bit unexpected for Ye Linlin.

She originally thought that even if Su Chenhuai knew how to cook, he might only be at a basic level, but now it seemed that Su Chenhuai not only knew how to cook, but also had some skills.

Seeing Su Chenhuai rolling out the dough, Ye Linlin offered to cut the noodles, but he refused.

As he spoke, Su Chenhuai had already started cutting. His knife skills were excellent, and the noodles he cut were of even width.

Ye Linlin stood aside, her gaze slowly moving from the noodles to the knife, and then to the large hand holding the knife.

Su Chenhuai’s fingers were well-defined, and on the back of his hand, because he was gripping the knife tightly, several blue veins were slightly raised, giving the whole hand a powerful aesthetic.

Ye Linlin thought of the time when their hands were clasped together in the department store, and a blush crept onto her face.

“Is it hot by the stove? Your face is a little red.”

Su Chenhuai didn’t know when he had finished cutting the noodles. When he turned around, he saw Ye Linlin standing there in a daze, her fair face slightly red, as beautiful as a doll in a high-end display window.

Steadying his restless heart, Su Chenhuai spoke to interrupt Ye Linlin’s daze.

Coming back to her senses, Ye Linlin’s face turned even redder when she heard Su Chenhuai’s words.

To hide her embarrassment, Ye Linlin took the basin of noodles from Su Chenhuai’s hand, walked to the boiling water, and poured all the noodles in somewhat Hurriedly.

Ye Linlin’s Flustered confused Su Chenhuai, but he wasn’t a curious person. He walked to the cupboard, took out the bowls and chopsticks, and carried them out of the kitchen.

Looking at Su Chenhuai’s back, Ye Linlin’s restless heart gradually calmed down.

She seemed to understand what the feeling of being moved was.

Seeing Su Chenhuai bringing in the bowls, Liu Xihong quickly took them.

“Xiao Su, you don’t need to do any work. You walked so far this morning, so come back and rest.”

Liu Xihong had just told Ye Cheng again about Li Chunhua coming to their house and making a scene in the morning.

When Ye Cheng heard Ye Linlin’s handling of the situation, he laughed and slapped his thigh.

He praised Ye Linlin for being smart, saying that she had solved the problem of a shrew that no one else could deal with in just a few words.

After they finished talking, Liu Xihong looked at the time and remembered to go to the kitchen. She had just stood up when she saw Su Chenhuai walking in with a bowl.

Su Chenhuai’s fainting spell had startled her. Although she later learned that it might have been caused by medication, she still felt lingering fear.

When Su Chenhuai went out just now, he hadn’t come back for a long time, and she thought he was tired and had gone back to his room to rest.

After handing the bowl to Liu Xihong, Su Chenhuai was about to turn around and go back to the kitchen, but Liu Xihong stopped him.

“I’ll go help. You sit down and chat with your dad and your brother.”

Thinking that there was nothing for her to do in the kitchen, Su Chenhuai nodded and sat down at the table.

When Liu Xihong came to the kitchen, the noodles were still cooking, and Ye Linlin was squatting in front of the stove, spacing out.

“Linlin, why did you let Xiao Su bring the bowls? He went to the fields so far this morning, I’m worried about whether his body can handle it.”

Liu Xihong’s sudden voice startled Ye Linlin and she fell to the ground.

Covering her chest with her hand, Ye Linlin’s tone was a bit reproachful.

“Mom, you scared me to death. Why didn’t you make a sound when you came in?”

Seeing Ye Linlin so frightened, Liu Xihong quickly helped her up and patted her back to soothe her.

“I was just walking normally, you were just too engrossed in your thoughts.”

“Mom, what did you just say?”

Ye Linlin was just thinking about whether her feelings for Su Chenhuai were actually romantic love, and she was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn’t hear what Liu Xihong said.

“I said, why did you let Xiao Su bring the bowls? Not to mention that he’s not in good health, even if he was, he shouldn’t be doing that. When have you ever seen me let your dad or your brother into the kitchen?”

Ye Linlin thought Liu Xihong’s thinking was too old-fashioned, but this was a common phenomenon in this era. It wasn’t that Liu Xihong’s thinking was old, but that Ye Linlin’s thinking was from decades later.

“I didn’t sleep well, and Brother Su offered to help. Besides, his health isn’t that serious. Don’t worry.”

After saying that, she didn’t give Liu Xihong a chance to refute, and carried the noodles she had just scooped out of the kitchen.

“Linlin, I didn’t expect that you not only cook so well now, but even your noodles are so delicious.”

Ye Cheng was now Ye Linlin’s biggest fan. He thought everything Ye Linlin made was delicious.

“Brother, you’re wrong about that. These noodles were made by Brother Su.”

Ye Linlin served the noodles, scooped a large spoonful of eggplant sauce over them, mixed them with chopsticks, and picked them up and put them in her mouth.

It wasn’t Ye Cheng exaggerating, Su Chenhuai’s noodles were really good. The texture was chewy and elastic, and combined with the fresh, fragrant, and smooth eggplant, every bite was unforgettable.

After Ye Cheng swallowed the noodles in his mouth, he looked at Su Chenhuai in surprise.

“Brother-in-law, we’ve known each other for so many years, and I didn’t even know you could cook. You two are really skilled, I’m so lucky.”

Su Chenhuai didn’t comment on Ye Cheng’s words.

He had been cooking since he was a child. At that time, his mother worked at a tailor shop every day, leaving early and returning late, so the task of cooking fell on him.

Liu Xihong and Ye Quangui, who were also eating noodles, were also stunned. Obviously, they didn’t expect that the noodles were actually made by their new son-in-law, but neither of them said anything.

Full novel: Transmigrating into a novel in the 1980s marrying a sickly but handsome man — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠
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