Lin Qingping and Gu Juncheng

Chapter 461 He knows everything

However, Lin Qingping never expected that Gu Juncheng had somehow found a bottle of chili peppers, packaged in a malted milk powder bottle and sealed tightly. When he opened it, the aroma was simply irresistible.

Lin Qingping felt that with this, even if Gu Juncheng brought her a bowl of pig feed today, she would still eat it with relish!

Of course, Gu Juncheng's cooking is still better than pig slop...

Moreover, he was indeed self-aware, constantly asking her during the meal, "Is it hard to eat? Can you eat it? Is it because it tastes bad that you keep eating chili peppers?"

Lin Qingping was both amused and exasperated by the question, pointing to the jar of chili peppers and saying, "Where did you get this? I like eating this now, how did you know I like it?"

She used to be able to eat spicy food, but she didn't crave it. Now, chili peppers are practically saving her life!

But this change happened suddenly in the few days since Gu Juncheng left, and it has become increasingly severe.

“My mother,” he said, “she told me that your wife can’t put down the chili pepper can now, so she’s definitely having a girl.”

Lin Qingping chuckled. She could already imagine the tone Liu Fen would use when she said this to him, implying that she wanted Gu Juncheng to persuade her to take her medicine!

She doesn't know if there's any scientific basis for the claim that eating spicy food will result in having a daughter, but isn't it normal for people to crave something spicy to whet their appetite when they don't have a good one?

"Speaking of which," she said, picking up a piece of smashed cucumber and rolling it in the chili-filled bowl, "is it really appropriate for you to talk to your parents like that?"

She heard them arguing clearly; they even said things like, "Pretend I was never born as your son."

"Don't worry about it, I know what I'm doing." He placed a piece of fish on her plate. "Would you like to try some fish?"

You can't eat chicken every meal. It's not a matter of whether you can afford it or not; nobody eats the same dish every day!

Gu Juncheng also told her, "If you have any unhappiness in your heart, just tell me directly, there's no need to beat around the bush."

Lin Qingping stopped halfway with her chopsticks: What does this mean? Does he know she was faking her stomachache?

He did indeed say, "Even if my parents upset you, just say so. I'm not someone who can't distinguish right from wrong."

So, he really did know...

"How...how did you know?" Lin Qingping was unusually reserved, and even a little embarrassed.

"I've known you for so long, what can possibly hide from me?" he said, then lowered his head to eat, as if it were just a casual remark.

Lin Qingping stood there, stunned.

I've known you for so long...

This sentence contains many layers of meaning.

Does it mean knowing each other for two lifetimes?

"Gu Juncheng..." she called his name softly, her voice slightly hoarse, but some words remained unspoken, like the tide receding after that soft call.

"Hmm?" He looked up at her, waiting for her to finish speaking.

Lin Qingping smiled wryly, shook her head, and indicated that it was nothing.

"See, here we go again, don't you?" Gu Juncheng saw that she had eaten a piece of fish without any problems, so he put another piece on her plate.

Lin Qingping thought for a moment and said, "Gu Juncheng, I don't know why, but I really want to eat strawberries."

"Strawberry...?" Gu Juncheng was stunned. What was this?

Lin Qingping smiled and said, "I was just saying."

At this time of year, strawberries are truly a rare treat; most people may have seen them, but they've probably never even heard of them.

Gu Juncheng nodded and said nothing more.

In the afternoon, Gu Juncheng had to go to work, while Lin Qingping took a nap at home. She slept very soundly, and when she woke up, the sun was already setting. Gu Juncheng had already returned.

She was still a little groggy when she woke up, and all she saw was Gu Juncheng carrying a bamboo basket filled with something red.

"Is this it?" He handed the basket to her.

She was startled; it was a raspberry!

"Where did you get this? What do you want to buy it for?" Her mind was still hazy; she only remembered the fiery red sky behind him when he came in.

"Didn't you want strawberries? Are you still half asleep?" He reached out, as if to pinch her nose, but then pulled his hand back. "Is this it?"

No.

But raspberries are good too.

Besides, aren't raspberries rarer than strawberries these days?

"Where did you get this from?"