118 So She Was Thinking Too Much?
“Ah Tao, what should we do with the remaining roasted whole lamb?” In the kitchen, Zhao Lanhua stared at the remaining half of the roasted whole sheep and said regretfully, “We can’t just waste it like this, right?”
Although the roasted food was fragrant, the only flaw was that it was not easy to preserve. Even if it was preserved, the taste was not as delicious as when it was first cooked.
“The remaining mutton can probably be divided into five portions,” Ji Zhao said thoughtfully. “Mother, why don’t you discuss with Father and see if we should send some mutton to some close neighbors?”
“Alright, I’ll go look for your father.”
“Okay!”
After cleaning up the kitchen, Ji Zhao brought over a food box and prepared a plate of roasted mutton and a bowl of mutton soup.
Just as she was about to leave, Shen Yao sent Second Manager You out of the village.
“Let me do it.” Shen Yao walked up to her with a smile and naturally took the food box in front of her.
“You…” Ji Zhao couldn’t help but smile. “You know where I’m going?”
“Isn’t it the Earth Temple?” Shen Yao could not help but raise his eyebrows. “In the past, as long as you made something delicious, you would keep two portions. One portion is for the Kitchen Lord, and the remaining portion will be sent to the Earth Temple.”
“You know…” For some reason, Ji Zhao felt shy.
It turned out that Shen Yao had been secretly paying attention to her!
It was the end of August, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of osmanthus.
“In a few days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival.” When the two of them walked side by side on the field path, Shen Yao said softly, “In the past, the county city would hold the Lantern Festival during the Mid-Autumn Festival.”
“Then it should be very lively, right?” Ji Zhao could not help but yearn for it.
“It’s indeed very lively,” Shen Yao said gently. “At that time, not only will there be all kinds of lanterns, but there will also be sideshows and performances by the troupe. I’ll bring you to watch it during the Mid-Autumn Festival, okay?”
Isn’t this a date? Ji Zhao thought.
She did not expect Shen Yao to be so romantic.
“O-Okay.”
Hearing her agree, the smile in Shen Yao’s eyes deepened.
After the two of them arrived at the Earth Temple, Ji Zhao placed the delicacies in front of the statue of the Earth God. Then, she piously knelt in front of the statue and gently closed her eyes.
Shen Yao, who was standing at the side, looked at her face seriously. Her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings that flickered gently, looking extremely cute.
Shen Yao’s heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously wanted to approach—
Suddenly, she felt a warm breath on her cheek. Ji Zhao opened her eyes nervously—
“You…” Ji Zhao did not expect Shen Yao to suddenly get so close to her. She swallowed nervously and blinked her eyes in confusion.
Shen Yao smiled. His fingers gently landed on her cheek like a feather.
“Alright, there’s no more dust.” Shen Yao sensed her nervousness and smiled as he retracted his right hand.
“Dust?” Ji Zhao smiled blankly. “Thank you~”
So she was thinking too much?
Just now, when Shen Yao suddenly got so close, she thought that he was up to no good.
Feeling inexplicably awkward, Ji Zhao gently bit her lip.
Looking at her shy expression, Shen Yao felt his heartbeat becoming more and more chaotic.
“Earth God, I, Ji Zhao, thank you for your protection all this time!” Ji Zhao, who had abandoned all distracting thoughts, kowtowed to the Earth God sincerely. “Don’t worry, I have never forgotten my promise to you. When I save enough money, I will definitely help you rebuild the Earth Temple and reconstruct your golden body!”