No one understands rebirth better than me

Chapter 142 Gu Wancheng's Worries
December is approaching.

Rainy days are starting to become more frequent.

This undoubtedly signals a complete cooling trend in temperature.

Guan Ren felt that this had both disadvantages and advantages.

The downside is that women's pantyhose are getting thicker and thicker.

It's not that Guan Ren disliked thick things.

Because thickness also has its beauty.

For example, in terms of color, the brighter the color of the pantyhose, the more likely it is to look cheap when the fabric is thin, while thicker velvet textures will look more high-end and give people a warm and cozy feeling.

It's similar to the yoga pants that Guan Qiaoyun has been wearing recently.

In Guan Ren's memory, Luo Xiaobei liked to wear gray or linen-colored velvet tights as a base layer in winter, which smoothly and warmly wrapped around her perfectly good legs, making her very cute.

Of course, this is also one of the advantages of schools in small counties not requiring students to wear uniforms.

However, the problem is that as temperatures continue to drop, and pantyhose become thick enough to become "bare leg" tights, things will be different.

In particular, many "bare leg" tights have a fleece lining or a double-layer structure, which makes them look like "long johns" and "middle-aged women," thus losing a lot of aesthetic appeal.

It was with this in mind that Guan Ren listed "pantyhose getting thicker" as a downside of cold weather.

As for the benefits of cold weather, Guan Ren thinks that eating is one of them.

Some foods that make you sweat profusely or even lose your appetite in the summer can warm your body and soul and bring you extra happiness in the winter.

It can be said that when the weather gets cold, it's the perfect time to indulge in delicious food.

……

"Here it comes, braised lamb trotters! Drink them while they're hot!"

pat.

At the dinner table, Guan Ren brought out a steaming hot enamel pot from the kitchen.

It was Xiaolihua's second time coming to our house for dinner, and it was drizzling outside, so Guanren prepared a warm and hearty dish.

Actually, the last meal was already quite sumptuous, and this one also includes a lamb's trotter.

This made Gu Youli feel somewhat flattered, so much so that when Guan Qiaoyun went to the balcony to collect the clothes, she secretly tugged at his sleeve, her beautiful brows furrowing slightly, and her cool voice, lowered, sounded even more classical:

"Guan Ren... just make something simple next time, don't make too much..."

"It's very casual."

Guan Ren deliberately teased:
"Even if you weren't here, I would still make it for Sister Qiaoyun. What? Sister Gu, did you think I made it especially for you?"

"you…"

Upon hearing Guan Ren's words, Gu Youli's expression quickly became embarrassed.

Even though she knew her bad deskmate was doing it on purpose, Mou'er still blinked around helplessly, feeling quite lost.

"Hehe, just kidding, actually..."

Guan Ren stopped teasing her and whispered something in her ear:

"It was made especially for you."

"..."

Gu Youli sometimes felt that her emotions were like toys in Guan Ren's hands, constantly being manipulated by him.

He started arguing again, so Gu Youli simply ignored him and picked up a piece of carrot to eat.

"Is it tasty?"

"Unappetizing."

Gu Youli said calmly.

"Oh, then give it to me."

Guan Ren didn't mind and directly picked up his chopsticks and put the bitten carrot from her small bowl into his own.

"Hey! Don't! That's..."

Gu Youli wanted to speak up and stop them.

But seeing that there seemed to be a tiny, glistening chip on the carrot, he couldn't bring himself to say the rest of the sentence, "I took a bite out of it."

So he had no choice but to strain until his ears turned red and then grab the chopsticks to try and take them.

“Amitabha, it’s just a carrot, you’re being too attached to appearances.”

Guan Ren was still shamelessly making sarcastic remarks when, before Gu Youli could make her move, he quickly stuffed the carrot whole into his mouth and took a bite.

"Oh ho—hiss hiss—!"

Then he was burned by the scalding hot radish core and let out a strange scream.

"Guan Ren!"

Seeing this, Gu Youli no longer cared about anything else. She hurriedly stood up and instinctively grabbed his arm.
"Are you alright? Did you get burned?" "Phew..."

With a "glug" sound, Guan Ren patted his chest and shook his head:

"It's okay, it's okay, swallow it."

"..."

As soon as he swallowed, Gu Youli's heart, which had been in her throat, finally calmed down. At the same time, she didn't forget to give him a disgruntled glare.
"Deserves it..."

"Cough cough."

It had indeed backfired a bit, Guan Ren chuckled sheepishly, silently picked up another carrot from the pot, and then frowned:

"Sigh, it really doesn't taste good."

"Eh?"

Gu Youli was taken aback.

No, it's definitely soft but not mushy, and very flavorful.

"You really don't think it tastes good?"

"Ah."

Guan Ren curled his lips:
"It's just not as good as the previous piece. The previous piece was tastier and sweeter."

"..."

"Sister Gu, why are you glaring at me?"

"hehe."

Gu Youli decided to ignore him. She used the act of flipping her hair to cool down her burning earlobes, just as Guan Qiaoyun came in after collecting the clothes from outside.

"What were you all arguing about outside?"

Having had a harmonious first encounter, Gu Youli was much more comfortable the second time she came. She had shed many of her psychological burdens and could speak to Guan Qiaoyun more naturally.

"Auntie, Guan Ren burned his mouth while eating carrots."

"Tsk!"

When Little Pear Blossom "complained," Guan Qiaoyun immediately frowned.
"What silly boy? Nobody's going to take it from you. Where did you get burned? Are there any blisters?"

"No, no, it's not as serious as she makes it out to be."

Guan Ren quickly explained:

"It was quite hot at first, but my tongue is quite flexible. I fiddled with it for a bit and it wasn't hot anymore, so I swallowed it."

As he spoke, Guan Ren even demonstrated the agility of his tongue, leaving Guan Qiaoyun and Gu Youli both wanting to laugh and speechless.

"Alright, alright, what good is a man's silver tongue? A sharp mind is the most important!"

"Yes Yes Yes…"

A mother is a mother; she can't help but offer a few words of earnest advice to her son.

"Is the lamb's trotters cooked until tender? Have you tried the young pears? Can you bite into them?"

"Mmm, it's cooked until it's sticky and chewy, it's delicious."

"Hey, you two, let me remind you, this is called braised lamb trotters, not red-braised."

"Oh, what's braised in red? And what's braised in yellow?"

"Uh... red-braised uses carrots, and yellow-braised uses yellow radishes."

"Pah, you look like a radish to me."

……

Despite Guan Ren's various ramblings and Guan Qiaoyun's teasing, Gu Youli's second meal at her classmate's house was still delightful.

It was only when Guan Ren brought out a bowl of sauerkraut and vermicelli soup that Gu Youli instinctively felt a sense of tension.

Because of this, my sister made it so many times recently that she couldn't stand eating it anymore.

However, after reluctantly tasting a mouthful of the soup made by Guan Ren, Gu Youli was shocked to find that something was wrong.

Both are pickled cabbage and vermicelli soup, but how come Guan Ren's is so much tastier than his sister's...?
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"Ah!"

Meanwhile, in the city, Gu Wancheng, who was having a meeting in a school conference room, suddenly sneezed, which made her feel a little worried.

My sister has been eating out for several days now. Is she starting to miss home-cooked meals?

Well…

When we get back, I'll cook her a big meal...

(End of this chapter)