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Chapter 377 - 374: The Big Cucumber
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Chapter 377: Chapter 374: The Big Cucumber

After a long round of shopping, they finally planned to head back home.

Although they hadn’t decided which brand of home appliances to buy yet,

both of them had a clearer idea in mind.

Halfway through the drive, Zhang Hao suddenly changed his mind.

"Why don’t we go have a look at our new house? I haven’t been there for a long time."

"Okay, I’ll accompany you," He Qianhui also gave her utmost support.

When they arrived at their new home, the hardware renovation was already completely done, and everything was to their utmost satisfaction.

He Qianhui was filled with all the longing to move into the new house although there was nothing there yet.

Even without a single stool present, she was already excitedly directing where things should go in each area.

Zhang Hao also cooperated by envisioning that scene in his mind.

"Alright, alright, if you get any more excited, I’m afraid I’ll have to order those appliances right away."

"How about we visit another appliance store tomorrow?"

He Qianhui walked up to Zhang Hao, wrapped her arms lightly around his waist, and looked up to say, "Why are you so good to me?"

"You know, we haven’t even registered our marriage yet. What if one day I see a handsome guy and abandon you?"

"All the money you’ve spent, and all the effort and thought you’ve put in, would go down the drain."

Seeing He Qianhui say this, Zhang Hao held her tightly in his arms.

"Where could you possibly run to? I am Mount Wuzhi, and you are Sun Wukong, doomed to be trapped under my weight for five hundred years."

"With those five hundred years, I suppose that should be long enough."

"I’m not Sun Wukong, and you’re not Mount Wuzhi, what gives you the right to trap me?"

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Hao pretended to speak deeply, "Haven’t I pinned you down before in bed?"

She didn’t expect him to make that kind of joke, leaving He Qianhui punching his chest in feigned anger.

"All you know is how to tease me. You really are so annoying."

"Bad boys are loved by women, aren’t they? It’s getting late; we should head back. Didn’t you say you were going to make soup for me?"

"It’s already past eight now; by the time your soup is ready, it’ll probably be the wee hours of the morning."

He Qianhui shook her head and said, "I’ve prepared everything in advance. If we were to start preparing the ingredients after getting home,"

"let alone the wee hours, it would be nice to be able to drink it by tomorrow morning. This time, I specifically learned to make a Cantonese tonic soup online."

When they got back home, the first thing Zhang Hao did was to rush into the bathroom for a comfortable bath.

As if he were washing away a month’s worth of fatigue.

Just thinking about not having to work tomorrow put him in an exceptionally good mood.

He collapsed onto the sofa while He Qianhui was still busying herself alone in the kitchen.

"Do you need my help?" Zhang Hao called out to the kitchen.

"No need. You coming to the kitchen would only make a mess and delay me. Just play by yourself in the living room for a while, behave."

Zhang Hao couldn’t help but feel that He Qianhui’s words sounded like she was coaxing an immature child, so he quickly sat up from the sofa and threw his phone aside.

He briskly walked to the kitchen to find He Qianhui moving back and forth.

Seeing that she was about to chop vegetables, Zhang Hao grabbed the rather hefty kitchen knife from her hands.

"Leave the heavy-lifting to me. You go and wash those vegetables over there."

He Qianhui nodded, and in the sink, there were only two cucumbers left to be washed.

Seeing the straight, solid cucumbers, He Qianhui hesitated, and while she did,

she noticed Zhang Hao’s gaze drifting constantly towards the sink.

"What, are you planning to serve me a cucumber salad tonight?"

Upon hearing that, He Qianhui quickly waved her hands, "What cucumber salad? I was planning to pickle them."

"Since you like congee in the morning, I thought some sour and spicy crispy cucumbers would whet the appetite."

Zhang Hao cut the two corncobs in his hands into several pieces and put them on a plate.

"Just those two cucumbers, and you want to pickle them? I’m afraid there won’t be enough for just me to eat."

He Qianhui felt helpless; pickling was just an excuse. She didn’t really want to wash the cucumbers in front of him,

after all, the motion of washing cucumbers could lead one’s thoughts astray.

"You better get out of here quickly, the kitchen is no place for a man to enter."

"Why won’t you let me in? If I come in, you won’t have to work so hard, with two such large ears of corn."

"I’ve already cut them, actually, I think corn tastes best when eaten on the cob."

When He Qianhui saw those ears of corn, she was reminded of some unpleasant memories.

She pushed and shoved Zhang Hao with both hands, finally managing to push him out and close the kitchen door.

If she could close the door, Zhang Hao could open it, and sure enough, he opened it again.

But this time he was smarter, not coming in directly, just standing by the door leaning against it.

He Qianhui, holding a kitchen knife, pointed at Zhang Hao, "If you dare to come any closer, this knife in my hand doesn’t have eyes."

"If I accidentally hurt you, there would be no room for regret."

Thinking back, every time Zhang Hao entered the kitchen, he would mess around by her side.

Several times, they almost ended up not having a meal at all. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

After those few incidents, He Qianhui had learned her lesson.

Whenever Zhang Hao thought about entering the kitchen, she would do her best to stop him.

But lately, he had not been home, and for many nights, it had been just He Qianhui, alone in the empty house.

She was finally free from her period during those two days, and now she was in a time when her body was unbearably restless.

Thankfully, Zhang Hao finally decided to come home.

"What’s the matter? Are you so scared of me? There’s nothing I can do to you in the kitchen."

Having said that, Zhang Hao stepped forward into the kitchen and went over to the sink.

He washed the two cucumbers under the tap.

"Look at this cucumber, how big it is, isn’t it twice the size of the ones we bought before?"

He Qianhui ignored him, just carefully watching the pot of soup on the stove.

Seeing that He Qianhui wasn’t paying attention to him, Zhang Hao washed the other cucumber and broke it in the middle.

He held one of the halves up to He Qianhui’s face.

"This cucumber is quite fresh, take a bite."

He Qianhui bit into it, and indeed the cucumber was crispy and delicious.

"You only bit such a small piece, can’t you take a bigger bite?"

He Qianhui was about to open her mouth when she immediately realized what was happening and hurriedly closed it again.

"You’re doing this on purpose."

"What did I do? The cucumber is so tasty, if you don’t eat it, I’ll eat it myself."

Cucumbers aren’t expensive, letting him eat all of it wouldn’t be a loss.

But He Qianhui, stubbornly, wouldn’t allow it.

"Put the cucumber down, I’ll make you a cold dish with it later."

Saying this, she took the cucumber and placed it on the chopping board.

He Qianhui slammed the knife down hard across it, smashing it to pieces.

The tough, long cucumber turned into a mushy mess, giving Zhang Hao a chill down below.

"You did this... you did it on purpose."

He Qianhui didn’t say a word, just put the smushed cucumber into a dish.

As for the other broken half, she smashed it too and added it to the dish.

"Go prepare some dressing, once the soup starts boiling we can eat."

Watching the two large cucumbers turn into a dish, Zhang Hao carried the plate of cucumber to the coffee table in the living room.

Thinking about his own ’equipment’, he prayed he would never end up like those cucumbers.

Remembering they did not have to work tomorrow, Zhang Hao specially took out a can of beer from the fridge.

He rarely drank on weekdays, but with a day off tomorrow, he thought it would be nice to have a drink.

Seeing this, He Qianhui also grabbed a cup.

"Today I’ll join you for a drink, I don’t feel like going to work tomorrow either."

Since returning, Zhang Hao hadn’t gotten the chance to ask about her job situation, but now seemed like a good time to ask.

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