Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire novel Chapter 128

Chapter 128: Chapter 128: Meeting

"Big brother, you’re acting a bit strange."

Shen Que remained composed and headed towards the bed to start making it.

"I’ve been eating well and sleeping well lately, maybe I’ve gotten a bit more handsome."

Shen Que’s words left Shen Xing speechless and made him think of Sister Jiang Cheng.

The two of them... are quite alike.

Shen Que skillfully changed the topic, quickly finished making the bed, and put away his luggage.

He wanted to inquire about Jiang Cheng, but it wasn’t the right time to be too hasty.

Besides, he should think about what to say when Jiang Cheng returns.

He couldn’t repeat what happened last time, when he couldn’t get a word out clearly.

Shen Que and Shen Xing walked out of the room together.

Shen Xing helped with the fire, while Shen Que wasn’t one to stay idle.

He grabbed a bucket to fetch water, although Shen Xing wanted to stop him, Grandma Shen held him back.

"Let him go, your brother is tougher than you think."

Shen Xing nodded, continued with the fire, but kept glancing at Shen Que’s back.

Shen Que, carrying the bucket, didn’t hesitate about his limp as he reached the well.

He greeted the people in the courtyard as usual.

With a thud, the wooden bucket was tossed into the well.

Shen Que shook the rope.

After a few bubbling sounds, Shen Que pulled the rope.

In no time, the bucket was up.

Shen Que, holding the wooden bucket with one hand, poured the water into his family’s barrel and went back with the bucket again.

Although his leg was lame, it didn’t seem to affect him.

The sound of water splashing broke everyone’s gaze.

Shen Xing, who had been watching, gradually looked away, a slight smile on his lips.

His big brother was still so impressive!

After filling the water tank, Shen Que took over Grandma Shen’s job of cooking.

Grandma Shen looked at Shen Que with skepticism.

"Are you sure you can do it?"

"Don’t worry, I’ve been in the cooking squad."

Grandma Shen didn’t understand what being in the cooking squad meant, but Shen Que never boasted.

Grandma Shen stepped aside gracefully, and Shen Que didn’t mind at all, having Shen Xing tie the small flower apron on him, and began to cook.

Heated the pan, added cold oil, put in scallions, ginger, garlic, bean sprouts, and chives, and tossed the pan.

In one go.

The first dish, bean sprouts with chives, was done.

Skilled Shen Que cleaned the pot with a small broom and started the second dish – tofu with minced meat.

When Jiang Cheng returned, she saw Shen Que cooking.

In the wisps of smoke, Shen Que, with his broad shoulders and narrow waist, held the wok in one hand. With a powerful arm stretch, the tofu in the pan flipped over neatly, then fell back in line.

A bit handsome, what was it?

To her, a man who could cook was really kind of handsome.

The key thing was, this man was genuinely handsome!

While Jiang Cheng felt he looked good, several nearby residents watched and curled their lips in disdain.

A grown man cooking – tsk tsk tsk!

He must be lame and jobless, trying hard to work so he wouldn’t be despised by his family.

"Big brother!"

Shen Yue’s shout broke everyone’s attention.

Shen Que put down the wok, covered it with the lid, and turned to look at Shen Yue, who was running towards him.

"Yue Yue!"

Shen Que spread his arms, ready to hug.

But Shen Yue stopped, halting half a meter away from Shen Que.

"Big brother, I’m not a little kid anymore."

Shen Que smiled helplessly and said, "Our Yue Yue is a grown-up young lady now."

Shen Que patted Shen Yue’s head, and Shen Yue pretended to be displeased, saying, "Don’t mess up my hair, Sister Jiang Cheng braided it."

As soon as he heard that Jiang Cheng braided it, Shen Que’s hand withdrew swiftly.

"It’s fine, it’s fine, I’ll fix it for you."

Shen Que worked on the hair, and Shen Xing watching the scene felt something was off.

But for the moment, he just couldn’t pinpoint it.

The more Shen Que fiddled with it, the messier it got. Shen Yue couldn’t help but say, "Big brother... maybe you should stop!"

Shen Que was a bit embarrassed, his peripheral vision catching Jiang Cheng, his heart fluttering like a little deer.

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