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The figure's face was obscured, but one could sense a faint fragrance emanating from her. It wasn't perfume, but rather the clean, refreshing scent of soap lingering on the skin after a shower, with a hint of sweetness.

Immediately afterwards, that soft body pressed down on him.

A pair of fair, delicate hands pressed against his chest, and then the person lowered their head slightly, their warm lips firmly kissing his lips.

The kiss was awkward and lacked any skill; it seemed to be driven entirely by instinct and impulse.

Their teeth even accidentally bumped together, a tingling, numbing sensation, yet carrying with it a reckless, passionate intensity.

In his dream, Lu Baizhou wanted to push her away, but halfway up his arm, it seemed to have a will of its own, suddenly grabbing her slender waist, flipping her over, and pressing her soft body down hard...

"call--"

Lu Baizhou suddenly opened his eyes, sat up in bed, and gasped for breath.

Outside the window, the sky was already beginning to lighten, and the gray-blue morning light shone through the window onto the ground.

Lu Baizhou raised his hand and touched his forehead, which was covered in cold sweat.

He looked down at the collar of his vest, which was slightly damp with sweat, closed his eyes, and pinched his brow with a self-deprecating smile.

It's that dream again.

Lately, he's been having these kinds of dreams much more frequently. He used to only dream about them occasionally, but ever since he's been spending more time with Qiao Xinxin recently, these strange dreams seem to have taken root, coming more and more often each day.

What terrified him most was the blurry figure in his dream, the clean scent, and that slender waist that could be severed with a single hand...

No matter how you look at it, she looks exactly like Qiao Xinxin.

He always felt that the scene in that dream was very real, so real that it didn't seem like a dream, but rather like something that had really happened.

But he had only known Qiao Xinxin for a short time, and it was impossible for him to have had such intimate contact with her.

Lu Baizhou took a deep breath, threw off the covers, and got out of bed.

After changing into his clean military uniform and stepping out of the house, he looked up at the gray and gloomy sky. The cool morning breeze on his face gradually calmed his chaotic emotions.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Qiao Xinxin got up.

The weather today is definitely not as good as yesterday. It's gloomy, the wind is chilly, and it looks like it's going to rain.

Qiao Xinxin shrank her neck and jogged all the way to her own shop.

It was still early, and there wasn't a soul in sight on the street. Bai's parents hadn't arrived yet either.

Qiao Xinxin used the key to open the shop door and then locked it behind her.

Seeing that no one was around, she had a sudden thought and vanished into thin air, disappearing into the space.

The space remained vibrant with life.

The spring water flows slowly at the springhead, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

Qiao Xinxin didn't have time to admire the beautiful scenery; she rolled up her sleeves and started working.

She squatted beside the black soil, deftly picking some fresh and juicy vegetables. Then, using her mind, she took out dozens of evenly sized, clean-skinned potatoes from her storage compartment, along with several large bags of bright green, crisp bell peppers.

She piled the vegetables next to the spring water pool and carefully washed them clean with the cool spring water.

Vegetables washed with Lingquan water not only remove impurities but also lock in their natural sweetness, resulting in a better taste and numerous health benefits.

After tidying up all the vegetables, Qiao Xinxin took a large basket of neatly stacked potatoes, green peppers, and chopped scallions and slipped out of the space.

She placed the vegetable basket steadily on the floor next to the kitchen stove, and looking at the full and fresh ingredients, she immediately felt incredibly at ease.

Not long after, the sound of a key unlocking the door could be heard outside.

Bai's mother and father entered the store one after the other.

As she patted the chill off her body, Bai's mother walked towards the kitchen:

"Oh dear, it's so cold today, it looks like it's going to rain... Hey, Xin Xin? Why are you up so early today? You even picked and washed the vegetables?"

Bai's mother looked at the neatly arranged vegetable baskets next to the stove with a surprised expression.

Mr. Bai also came in, put down the two pieces of fresh tofu he was carrying, and joked with a smile:

"Our daughter is getting more and more diligent, making things much easier for her than for us, her parents."

Qiao Xinxin smiled sweetly, walked over and took Bai's mother's hand, then waved to Bai's father:

"Dad, Mom, please stop what you're doing and sit down. I have something important to discuss with you."

Seeing her serious expression, Bai's mother took off her apron with some doubt and pulled Bai's father to sit down on the bench next to her:

"What's the matter? Why are you making such a big deal out of it? Why are you being so polite with your mother?"

Qiao Xinxin moved a small stool and sat opposite the couple, resting her chin on her hands, and spoke in a soft yet clear voice:

"Mom, Dad, it's like this. Yesterday, I went to play in the fields in the eastern suburbs with my friends, and I saw some people setting up a tin grill to grill skewers. They just skewer meat and vegetables on bamboo sticks, grill them over charcoal, and sprinkle them with cumin and chili powder. The smell was so enticing that you could almost taste it from a distance, and their business was booming."

She paused, her eyes sparkling as she looked at her parents:

"I was thinking, could we get a grill in our shop too? We could put it in the corner of the kitchen, with a dedicated metal grill. We could put skewers of pork belly, liver, eggplant, tofu, and stuff like that on it and grill them right there. If customers want some, we can make it anytime. That would be a completely new thing in this area!"

After hearing this, Bai's mother frowned slightly and hesitated before speaking:

"Grilled skewers? Wouldn't that require a special grill? And we'd need to buy charcoal, all that smoke and fire, would that be feasible? Besides, our stir-fried dishes and braised dishes are already busy enough, adding grilled skewers would be too tiring and troublesome, wouldn't it?"

"Mom, it's not troublesome at all!"

Qiao Xinxin held Bai's mother's hand and patiently explained:

"We can have a grill made at a blacksmith's; it won't cost much. As for the charcoal, we can just go to the coal mine and get a truckload. Consider it adding a new specialty to the menu. You see, our restaurant mainly serves stir-fries and braised dishes right now. While they taste good, people get tired of them and want something different. With these grilled skewers, customers will not only be full but also have more fresh options. I tried it myself yesterday; the charcoal grill gives it a unique smoky aroma, much better than stir-fries! I guarantee it will attract a lot of young people and drinkers!"

Hearing this, Bai's mother wavered somewhat and turned to look at Bai's father, who had remained silent:

"Old man, what do you think? Is Xin Xin's idea reliable?"