She actually already knew who had returned, putting down what she was holding, she found a jacket to wear and stepped out of the house, only to discover the snow was falling heavily and the ground had already accumulated a fair bit of snow. She rubbed her hands; going to school tomorrow would really be quite painful. With such heavy snow, she could only walk, though she always did walk. But those who lived further away and cycled would find it pitiful having to trudge through the snow.
"Brother Jian, you’re back?" She shouted towards the courtyard, and as expected, the lights in Jian Zhiqing’s house were on.
"Yes, just arrived," Jian Zhiqing came out from his house with some water droplets in his hair, probably from the melting snow. He had changed into a warm set of clothes; at this time, everyone wore cotton-padded clothes, they just looked a bit old-fashioned.
She genuinely felt that with a physique like Jian Zhiqing’s, he really should dress up nicely; otherwise, it would be such a waste of his good figure.
I’ll go to the kitchen to get you something to eat, she realized she was thinking too far ahead and quickly ran into the kitchen. She took out the braised pork bones, vegetables, and rice from the pots - they were all still steaming hot, no need to heat them up again.
She carried the meals into Jian Zhiqing’s place, set them on the table inside. Jian Zhiqing then closed the door with a loud thud, and the sound caused Qin Xiangnuan’s heart to tremble slightly.
She arranged the dishes and seated herself to one side, waiting for Jian Zhiqing to finish his meal before cleaning up the table.
Jian Zhiqing saw the braised pork bones on the table and seemed to warm up a bit, including the droplets on his hair. He sat down, picked up the chopsticks, grabbed one and started eating. Qin Xiangnuan’s cooking skills were quite professional - something he learned occasionally. So, whenever he had a chance, he would buy some bones for Qin Xiangnuan to cook.
"The snow is really heavy," Chun Xiangnuan sighed, resting her head on the table. She didn’t mind selling goods in the stall, but going to school was what she dreaded.
"The snow will continue to fall for a few more days," Jian Zhiqing continued to eat his braised pork bones, "You better not go to the park then. Don’t you have exams? It’s already this time of the year, and you still can’t forget about making money."
"It’s fine, I can handle it and it won’t interfere with my grades." Back when Qin Xiangnuan and Qin Xiangyang used to run a stall at the station, they never closed for a day, regardless of rain, snow, or even hail.
When she first arrived, she would set up a stall outside; she might go if it rained, but if it snowed, she really wouldn’t be able to go.
But now it was no problem as they had a stall, and since yesterday’s dough was ready and the vegetables were prepared, it would be a waste not to go. What would she do with all that dough, take it home for her own meal? How long would she have to eat it, and besides, neither she nor Jian Zhiqing liked to eat leftovers when they were back home. Perhaps it was because Qin Xiangnuan grew up eating her own pies; she really had no love for them anymore.
Jian Zhiqing shook his head but just let her be; the girl’s stubbornness was consistent as ever.
After finishing a plate of braised pork bones and a bowl of rice, he was quite full.
As Qin Xiangnuan was clearing the table, he opened the door and called out for Conghua.
The chubby dog, Conghua, immediately rushed out of the house, Jian Zhiqing went into the courtyard, patted its head and said, "Let’s go, come take a walk with me." Conghua barked excitedly, clearly very eager and willing.