After Bo Qingying finished cooking the potatoes, he placed them in the pool, added a little water, and soaked them in it.
Xiao He looked at her action and knew that she must be in the kitchen often.
"Do you still need my help?"
Bo Qingming asked again.
"unnecessary!"
Xiao He shook his head. It was really not necessary. Just one dish and one soup for the two of them would be enough. Any extra food would be a waste.
"Well, then I'm going out."
Bo Qingming nodded, washed his hands, and walked out.
She sat on the sofa, holding a book and reading.
This book seems to have been left here by Xiao Zhuyu before. It is a chess record.
Bo Qingying was very accomplished at playing chess, so he was looking at the chess score with relish.
"Do you also like playing chess?"
Xiao He didn't know when he had walked behind her, and he asked quietly.
"Yeah, I quite like it."
Bo Qingying nodded slightly. Indeed, the original owner had been under the influence of his ears and eyes when he was a child, playing chess with his grandfather and mother.
Because Bai Sufei is mute, she doesn't have any special activities except playing chess.
The original owner at that time was still very happy.
It just changed slowly as I grew up.
Growing pains also follow.
In this regard, they can only compromise, and more often than not, they remain silent.
"Come, let's eat first, and later, let's play chess together!"
Xiao He put his hand on her shoulder.
Bo Qingming looked at the hands he put on his shoulders and was slightly puzzled.
Then he smiled again and nodded.
She stood up and walked towards the restaurant.
When I walked to the table, I saw the steaming food on the table.
It's very simple. There is golden corn in a mushroom and pork ribs soup.
Another one is fried pork slices with potatoes.
Both of these are very simple home-cooked meals.
"How do you know how to cook?"
Bo Qingying took a bite of the food. Although it was a lot, it tasted good. This level was acceptable.
"I learned it earlier after my mother passed away. My father hated noisy sounds even more. It was not allowed because there were too many people in the family, so I learned a lot at that time."
Xiao He said it very relaxedly, but Bo Qingming knew that the situation at that time was definitely not so calm.
The relationship between Xiao Zhuyu and his ex-wife should be very deep, otherwise he wouldn't have been without a woman by his side for more than ten years, and even if there was one more person in the family, it would be very noisy.
It seems that the fate of my mother in the end did not come out of nowhere.
"Is the food I cook delicious?"
Xiao He asked.
"It's delicious."
Bo Qingying nodded, and then started eating again.
Neither of them continued to communicate, but they both finished a plate of food and a bowl of soup.
Xiao He stood up and was about to clear up the evening dishes, but was rejected by Bo Qingming.
"Don't you know there's an unwritten rule in the kitchen?"
Bo Qingyao smiled narrowly and looked at him with blinking eyes.
"Huh? What kind of rule is that!"
Xiao He really didn't know, he raised his eyebrows and asked.
"There are rules for everything. You don't wash the dishes when you cook. You cook, and I wash the dishes."
After Bo Qingying finished speaking, with Xiao He's surprised eyes, he took the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen.
(End of chapter)