At the mention of du wenluo, qiaozhen became shy. Even in the dim light, she could see the slight change in qiaozhen's expression.
"Brother wenluo ... Brother wenluo is fine. Sister-in-law, why are you asking this?"
"Nothing. You should go back to sleep." Bai Wenjing smiled. It was obvious how much Qiao Zhen liked du wenluo.
sure. By the way, sister-in-law, I've prepared some warm white radish porridge for the two of you in the pot. Have some before you go to bed. I'll be going back first.
When qiaozhen returned home, Bai Wenjing opened the pot and saw two bowls of vegetable congee that were still warm. The rice wasn't refined rice, and it was obvious that she had mixed it herself. The White radish seemed to have been planted by qiaozhen herself. The couple ate the congee, washed up, and went to sleep on the hot Kang.
Perhaps it was because she was exhausted from the day's work, but Bai Wenjing soon fell asleep.
Xue Chang 'an, however, was unable to sleep.
