Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 31 - 30 Extraordinary Talent

The work of two people is much faster than one, especially since Lin Nianhe found that Su Yuncheng was even more dexterous than she was.

He not only took on the task of rolling out the dumpling wrappers, but also wrapped more than half of the dumplings left.

Lin Nianhe didn't know if men who can cook are charming, she only knew—waiting with her mouth open to be fed was truly blissful.

However, she invited Su Yuncheng over for a meal as a gesture of thanks, and since she couldn't beat him at wrapping dumplings, she took on the task of cooking them. While boiling the water, she also managed to whip up a cucumber salad.

This time, Su Yuncheng didn't compete with her to do the tasks, and obediently left the room.

When Lin Nianhe came out with the dumplings, through the window she saw Su Yuncheng fetching water for her.

Lin Nianhe was at a complete loss for words.

After pouring the water into the tank, Su Yuncheng asked her, "Are they cooked?"

"Yeah, they're ready." Lin Nianhe felt a bit uneasy, "Actually, you don't need to do these things, the well isn't far, I can..."

"Nianhe."

Su Yuncheng cut off her refusal.

Due to the physical work, he had rolled up his sleeves, revealing sturdy wheat-colored forearms, long clean fingers, and exceptionally good bone structure.

"Having accepted the title 'Brother' from you, it's only natural that I take good care of you. Moreover, the Lin and Su families have been friends for generations, and I've watched you grow up, almost like my own sister. There's no need for you to be so formal with me."

His gaze slightly lowered, landing on Lin Nianhe's face, his deep black eyes filled with sincerity.

Lin Nianhe licked her lips, and could only say—

"Let's eat, then."

"Alright."

Su Yuncheng put the bucket back in its place, pondered for a moment, and then reached out his hand through the window: "I'll eat outside."

Lin Nianhe saw his hand reaching towards her, seemingly wanting to rest it on the windowsill.

Her eyes tightened, and she cried out: "Don't move!"

Su Yuncheng was startled by her scream and looked down to see two rows of nails glinting with painful sharpness.

His arm was suspended just five centimeters above the nail tips, and after a moment of shock, Su Yuncheng retracted his hand: "That's okay."

He had never thought about the nails on the windowsill.

Seeing that he wasn't hurt, Lin Nianhe let out a sigh of relief.

She explained: "This has to be taken down and put back quite frequently, so..."

Su Yuncheng chuckled softly and nodded: "Later, I'll make you a nail board, to prevent you from hurting yourself."

"Uh, I can do it myself." Lin Nianhe casually responded, then told him, "Come in to eat, it's windy outside."

Of course Su Yuncheng knew it was windy outside, but with a man and a woman together in one room, didn't she care about her reputation?

Lin Nianhe didn't even consider that aspect. Her round, apricot eyes were looking at him, seemingly urging him on.

Looking into her clear eyes, Su Yuncheng weighed his options for a moment before stepping through the doorway.

It was eleven o'clock by then, and the people who had gone to work hadn't yet returned, so if he ate quickly, he probably wouldn't be seen by others.

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The small room felt somewhat crowded with two people inside. Lin Nianhe tried to give the only chair to him but found her shoulder pressed down by his hand, forcing her to sit.

He said: "You sit, I can eat whatever way."

Lin Nianhe felt a bit embarrassed, but meeting his insistent gaze, the refusal that reached her lips was swallowed back.

To insist back and forth would just cool the dumplings.

The dumplings had thin wrappers and a generous filling, the recipe Lin Nianhe had once purchased from her favorite dumpling house. Biting into one, the rich juice filled her mouth, deliciously fragrant.

After eating one, Su Yuncheng couldn't help but look towards Lin Nianhe.

He asked: "When did you learn to cook?"

Lin Nianhe bluntly lied: "I've learned by watching my mom cook at home."

Learned just by watching?

Su Yuncheng didn't believe it.

Lin Nianhe: "Maybe when it comes to cooking, I have an extraordinary talent."

He didn't know about her cooking talent, but just now, when she was making dumplings, her movements did not seem like those of a novice.

He was familiar with the Lin Family; Lin Nianhe had been pampered since childhood, and the Lin Family always refrained from letting her cook.

He couldn't help his suspicions; it's just that Lin Nianhe's current behavior was completely different from before, as if she'd become a different person.

Feeling the probing gaze, Lin Nianhe suddenly smiled: "I was kidding, actually, my mom taught me before I went to the countryside, fearing that I'd starve because I didn't know how to cook."

Hearing this, Su Yuncheng nodded in understanding, realizing that he had overthought things.

He was also obsessed with investigating cases, and Lin Nianhe wasn't suddenly sent to the countryside; naturally, she would have prepared, and cooking is an essential life skill. It made sense for her to learn.

Su Yuncheng apologized for his suspicions and then stopped talking, burying his head to eat.

Living by himself, he would either hastily cook something or go to the State-Owned Restaurant.

He didn't know if it was the taste of home cooking or something else, but he found that Lin Nianhe's dumplings were several times tastier than those of the State-Owned Restaurant.

The dumplings smelled delicious, and the cucumber salad was refreshing. Su Yuncheng ate more than usual.

Lin Nianhe ate slowly, taking small bites in a leisurely manner.

When she put down her chopsticks, Su Yuncheng naturally began to clean up.

"I'll do it."

Lin Nianhe reached out to stop him, and inadvertently, her soft fingertips brushed against the back of his hand.

Su Yuncheng felt as if a gentle feather had tickled his heart.

He immediately withdrew his hand, looked down to avoid her gaze, and said quietly, "Let me wash them, you rest."

After saying that, he did not give Lin Nianhe a chance to refuse and carried a stack of dishes out.

Lin Nianhe: "...?"

Why did she see a hint of fleeing in his back?

Immersing his hands in the slightly cool well water, Su Yuncheng finally suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

He somewhat despised himself.

To have started harboring different feelings for the neighboring girl he had watched grow up... he really was...

"Brother Yuncheng, just leave them there, I can wash them. Don't you have work to do?"

Hearing her soft, mushy voice, Su Yuncheng's heart became even more restless.

He couldn't help asking: "Nianhe, how old are you this year?"

This question made Lin Nianhe's eyes light up.

How could true love forget the age? So it was she who had overthought before!

She crisply replied: "Seventeen."

She had an emotional cleanliness obsession; she really couldn't bring herself to date him on behalf of the original host, as that would make her feel like he did not truly like her.

Even if he had taken root in her heart, it wouldn't work.

It was a matter of principle.

She had been prepared to owe him a debt of gratitude, but now things had taken a pleasant turn for the better.

This unexpected joy let Lin Nianhe suddenly release the heavy burden from her heart, feeling completely relaxed.

Su Yuncheng didn't know her little thoughts, sighed in his heart after hearing the answer.

Just seventeen.

Five years younger than him.

She probably would find him too old.

He lowered his eyes and swiftly washed and put away the dishes.

Suppressing the affection that had just arisen, he spoke to her as indifferently as possible: "I'm heading back to town now, rest a bit and take a nap. I'll bring you some books in the afternoon."

"Okay, thank you, Brother Yuncheng." Lin Nianhe smiled with curved eyes, "Be careful on the road."