Volume 1 Chapter 65: Warm Dinner

  The car drove into the Xihuyuan where Tan Jiyuan lived, Tong Jing's community in Beijing was also very good, although it was a bit old, but compared to Xihuyuan, it was not even on the same level.

  After getting off the car, Yu Jing thought of going back to her place, but Li Cheng was walking in front with the dishes. Under the cover of night, Tan Jieyan didn't let go of Tong's hand, instead he continued holding it as they walked towards the house.

  In the kitchen, although Li Cheng is also skilled in cooking, his level is limited to boiling dishes with water and then sprinkling salt on them, as long as they are edible. Tan Jiyuan, on the other hand, doesn't even touch tap water, let alone cook. During military field training, Tan Jiyuan did cook some food, but it was even simpler, without even any salt, just boiling it and eating it, with a flavor not even comparable to compressed biscuits.

  The temperature on her face finally went down, Tan Jieyan's house was very big, the kitchen and living room were far apart, Tong Jing stirred the pot of vegetables, suddenly feeling a sense of security and happiness, the hot air rose from the pot, accompanied by the aroma of the dishes, distant memories had long been vague.

  At that time, Tong Jiang remembered that her mother was cooking in the kitchen, and her father must have been helping out beside her. The small kitchen was warm and happy, filled with the happiness of their family of three.

  But the lingering happy memories were so short-lived, with her mother's departure, Tong Jiao was sent away, and to this day, how many years have passed, she has become accustomed to being alone, accustomed to staying in the apartment except for training, and even after all these years, except for that one mission where she saw her father up close, she never had another chance to see him again.

  Tong Jing didn't know what she wanted, she was just code name seven, just a weapon of this country. But at this moment, Tong Jing suddenly had a longing, a longing to keep such a warm life, no longer being alone, no longer in the cold apartment, no longer those bloody killings, even if it's for justice.

  "The dishes are going to burn." Tan Chiyan took a shower, and his originally crisp suit was taken off. The heating in the house was very warm, so he only wore a light gray sweater and a pair of black trousers. His simple outfit made him look even younger and more handsome.

  His hair was still a bit wet, and a drop of water fell from the tip of his hair, sliding down his sharp and determined face, before being wiped away by him with a casual hand. It was just a simple action, but it seemed exceptionally charming.

  "The dish is going to burn." Tan Jieyan reiterated, helplessly leaning over and tapping Tongtong's head with her finger. She had just been staring blankly at the pot of food, now she was staring blankly at herself, completely forgetting that if she didn't stir-fry the dish soon, it would really be burnt to a crisp.

  "Ah, my dish!" She suddenly pulled back her thoughts, withdrawing her gaze from Tan Jieyan's stern face, and quickly used the spatula to stir-fry the dish. She had actually stared at Tan Jieyan until she was dazed!

  Shaking his head, Tan Jieyan had already gotten used to Tong Qiang's occasional appearances. He leaned casually against the kitchen counter, watching Tong Qiang stir-fry vegetables with practiced movements. However, it seemed that because he was there, she always carried a hint of restraint, her eyes occasionally darting towards him as if checking on something, like a thief signaling to an accomplice.

  But Tan Jieyan felt a softness in her heart, if the intimacy five years ago was just an accident, she had drunk too much because of the failure of the college entrance examination, and she was drugged, her mind was not clear, and that's how the relationship happened.

  Five years later, at this moment, Tan Jiyuan, apart from a sense of responsibility, really liked Tong Jiang's quietness, even including her occasional unexpected behavior.

  Almost doing the same thing, Tong Jiang was a bit annoyed that Tan Jieyan had to stay in the kitchen, where the fumes were too big, and his hair was still dripping with water, not even knowing to use a blow dryer. In fact, Tong Jiang didn't mind these details himself, as he used to be kicked into an icy lake by his instructor for underwater escape training during winter at the base. But looking at Tan Jieyan, Tong Jiang worried that he would catch a cold and get sick because of this.

  The sweet and sour fish is a bit troublesome to cook. After the oil is heated, put the fish into the hot oil and fry until golden brown, then scoop it out. Stir-fry scallions and ginger in the pot, adjust the tomato sauce, add vinegar, put the fried carp in, and season with flavor. Then it can be served.

  On ordinary days, the fish would be drained of water before being put into the pot, so there wouldn't be any splashing. But tonight, time was tight, and after washing the fish clean, Tong Jiang directly put it into the boiling hot oil pot. The water droplets met the hot oil and immediately splashed up, Tong Jiang jumped quickly, but still got a few drops of oil on her hand, bringing scorching pain.

  "Don't cook such a troublesome dish next time." Tan Jieyan furrowed his good-looking eyebrows, got up and took a paper towel from the dining table beside him, looked at Tong Jing's hand, then took the paper towel to gently wipe it clean, feeling a little heartache.

  "What's next?" Tong Yan was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly smiled. It actually just hurt a little when it was scalded, but at this moment, her heart felt like she had eaten honey. "No trouble, just tight on time, the water hasn't drained yet. But this is sweet and sour flavor, do you like it?"

  Tong Jing now knows that Tan Jieyan also likes dishes with strong flavors like most men, although he doesn't like spicy food. But such sour and sweet dishes, she really didn't know if Tan Jieyan would like them or not, because the time was too short. If she made other meat dishes, they would at least take more than half an hour, and Tong Jing also didn't like buying cooked food from outside, so she chose the easily-cooked sugar vinegar carp.

  The fish was placed on a plate, with a golden color and a light red sauce. The sweet and sour smell directly rushed into his nose. To be honest, Tan Jiyuan didn't like this taste, but looking at Tong Qiang's cautious inquiry, suddenly, Tan Jiyuan felt that his own taste wasn't important, so he nodded.

  "Ah, I'll bring it to the table." Tan Jieyan took the plate from Tong Qiang's hand. With his affirmative answer, he saw Tong Qiang's originally slightly uneasy face brighten up with a smile, shining as brightly as the winter sun, and Tan Jieyan felt a warm feeling in his heart too.

  If he had to get married, if he had to form a family with a strange woman, he would rather it be Tong Liang. This child who always put herself first and cared about her own feelings at all times, similarly, he would also give her everything she deserved. Although when it came to emotions, Tan Jieyan didn't think he knew much.

  He is too rational, too dull, with a strict and serious personality. From his military education and training since childhood to his current career as a traffic police officer, Tan Jieyan knows he will not be a romantic man, but he will be a qualified husband and take care of Tong Liang for the rest of her life.

  Digression

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