Lin Qingping and Gu Juncheng

Chapter 217 Letter

Zhiyuan was quite helpless. He didn't wait for Lin Qingping to come back before cooking for him. He cooked a deluxe bowl of noodles, eggs, vegetables, and even a braised chicken leg himself. This was a snack that Lin Qingping specially made for him and Xiaomai as a food reserve for them to eat whenever they were hungry.

This bowl of noodles made Uncle Gu extremely envious. If he hadn't been so protective, he was really worried that Uncle Gu would have snatched his braised chicken leg away.

When Gu Juncheng wasn't around, everything seemed to calm down.

But then again, everything seemed different.

Even Gu Youlian complained to Lin Qingping, "What's wrong with Lifen lately? She's either breaking bowls or putting salt in the pan instead of sugar. She's completely out of it."

Lin Qingping knew why, of course, and smiled, "You'll understand in time."

"Slowly?" Gu Youlian didn't know what "slowly" meant.

"Slowly" naturally means that we'll know when Gu Juncheng returns.

However, before Gu Juncheng could return, Lin Qingping received a letter from him.

Lin Qingping: ? ? ?

When did things become so romantic? Writing her a letter even though you live in the same city?

She took the letter from the postman and unfolded it in the setting sun. The handwriting was strong and powerful, and the wording was serious.

Comrade Lin Qingping:

See the letter.

First of all, I apologize for my rudeness last week.

The purpose of writing this letter today is not only to admit my mistakes to you, but also to reflect on them together with you.

Lin Qingping was filled with questions upon reading this: Was this letter meant to conduct criticism and self-criticism?

She continued reading: "Comrade Lin Qingping, you and I are husband and wife, the closest people in the world. It's wrong for us to have a rift because of an outsider. It's detrimental to our unity. Please don't let this happen again, okay? Of course, I bear the main responsibility for this, but could you please be more careful in the future? It was very inappropriate for me to be alone with the young woman. What do you think?"

I'm not going home this week. Looking forward to your reply.

The signature was also a few formal words: Husband: Gu Juncheng.

The only way to tell that this letter is written by a husband to his wife is by the single word "husband"; otherwise, it reads like a meeting.

Lin Qingping naturally wanted to reply, but writing in such a formal and meticulous style was not her style. She picked up a pen, found some stationery, and quickly wrote a line: Call me "darling," and I will forgive you.

Then, I put the letter in an envelope and dropped it into the mailbox the next day.

Letters from the same city should arrive quickly. Taking into account the time for the military academy's review, it should reach Gu Juncheng by the third day at the latest, and he should receive a reply from Gu Juncheng within a week.

but.

Lin Qingping imagined many possible reactions from Gu Juncheng upon receiving her reply, finding it amusing but unsure which one it would be.

Another week passed, and she still hadn't received a letter, until Gu Juncheng himself came home.

He returned quite late; the shops were all closed, and Lin Qingping was about to lock up and rest when he returned home, shrouded in the darkness of night.

Their eyes met, and he immediately turned his head away, coughed twice, and said nothing.

Lin Qingping looked at him with a smile, and he became even more unwilling to turn around.

"Gu Juncheng," Lin Qingping called out to him with a smile.

He glanced at her.

"Are you struggling with what to call me 'darling'?" she asked with a smile.

Gu Juncheng's dark face flushed red instantly, but luckily it was dark-skinned and nighttime, so it wasn't very noticeable.

"Fine, I won't forgive you if you don't wake me up. I'm going to sleep." Lin Qingping said and went upstairs.

After she left, Zhiyuan crept out, tiptoed, and asked Uncle Gu, "You two haven't made up yet after your fight?"

"Go away, go to sleep. What do kids know?" Gu Juncheng waved his hand dismissively.

Zhiyuan clicked his tongue. "How could I not understand? I understand perfectly! Let me tell you, my mom loves to hear nice things. If you say a few words she likes to hear, she'll definitely forgive you."

That's the one line she loves to hear...

Gu Juncheng's face turned almost purple with embarrassment.

"You don't even know what my mom likes to listen to?" Zhiyuan's eyes widened.

Gu Juncheng glared at him. "Do you know?"

Zhiyuan proudly raised his head, "Of course I know!"

"Tell me what you think," Gu Juncheng said, both amused and exasperated by his words.

"I'm not telling you!" Zhiyuan scoffed. "If I told you, wouldn't that be cheating? You want my mom to pay attention to you, but you don't want to work hard? There's no such thing as a free lunch!"

Gu Juncheng almost kicked him over there. So this guy was just here to watch the show?

Zhiyuan slipped back to his room. Gu Juncheng looked at the half-open door upstairs and the warm light inside, and his scalp tingled with unease.

But I have to bite the bullet and go upstairs!

Upon entering the room, Lin Qingping was already asleep, her back to the door, but she was definitely not asleep yet!

Gu Juncheng hesitated for a while, then suddenly had a bright idea. He opened a notebook on the table and wrote on it: Could you make me braised chicken legs tomorrow too?

After writing it down, he handed it to Lin Qingping.

Lin Qingping took one look, closed her eyes, and pretended to be asleep.

Gu Juncheng: ...

Finally, he took the notebook back, and wrote three words at the beginning of the sentence: Darling.

Then hand the notebook over.

Lin Qingping not only took the notebook, but also the pen, quickly wrote a few words under his sentences, and then threw it back.

Gu Juncheng looked at it and said: Okay, mwah.

???

What does "么么哒" mean?

Although Gu Juncheng was slow-witted, it didn't stop him from being eager to learn. After writing a line, he handed it over again: What does this "momo da" mean?

Lin Qingping suppressed a laugh, picked up a pen and wrote on the paper: It means "really delicious".

Gu Juncheng seemed to be deep in thought.

Although the rift between the two was still unclear and unexplained, Lin Qingping kept her word and forgave him as long as he called her "darling".

So the next morning, she got up and started braising chicken.

Gu Juncheng bought the chicken early in the morning, and also bought a pig's trotter and two pig's ears.

Lin Qingping instructed him to clean all the meat, and then she started braising it.

Two hours later, she opened the pot and smelled the aroma filling the room, which even attracted Zhiyuan, who was doing his homework.

Lin Qingping also has a secret seasoning, a bright red chili oil that is simply mouthwatering when mixed together.

While mixing the food, Lin Qingping used her hand to put a piece of pig's ear into Gu Juncheng's mouth and asked him, "Is it good?"

Gu Juncheng nodded, "Mwah!"

Zhiyuan, who was waiting for the chicken leg: ...

How did these two reconcile and end up like this? My Uncle Gu is so mushy!

Lin Qingping now occasionally utters a phrase from decades in the future, and Zhiyuan has gotten used to it. For example, when he performs well at school and receives praise, Lin Qingping will happily say: "You're great, mwah!"

Then, even a child like him would be too embarrassed to say "mwah" all the time, but his Uncle Gu said it at least ten times that morning! Did Lin Qingping cast a spell on his Uncle Gu?