I Woke My Vegetative Husband up After Booktransmigrating

He looked at Wang Ke’er, then silently took the bag from her and went inside the house. Zhao Qiang’s expression was calm, and his eyes were like deep pools of water. Wang Ke’er’s heart beat faster when she saw them.

“What are you going to cook for me?” Wang Ke’er asked.

Zhao Qiang walked into the kitchen silently and began to pack the ingredients.

Wang Ke’er watched Zhao Qiang quietly. Zhao Qiang took out some ribs, vegetables, and some seasoning. Wang Ke’er thought that if she returned at a normal time, it might have been a very happy dinner.

She quietly watched Zhao Qiang wash the ingredients. Water would splash onto Zhao Qiang’s clothes from time to time.

Wang Ke’er immediately took out an apron from the cabinet. She said, “I’ll help you put on the apron, or else your clothes will get wet.”

After saying that, she moved to put the apron around Zhao Qiang’s neck. Wang Ke’er was tall, about 173 centimeters, and she could put the apron on Zhao Qiang with just one hand.

However, Zhao Qiang stopped her. He said calmly, “There’s no need. I’ll just put everything in the refrigerator after tidying up.”

Wang Ke’er was shocked. She said, “You’re not cooking?”

Zhao Qiang nodded. He took out some noodles from the grocery bag, and started cooking that instead. After a while, he cooked two lotus-wrapped eggs and added some vegetables.

Wang Ke’er was a little disappointed, but when she smelled the noodles, her mood immediately brightened up. Soon, the noodles were cooked. There was not much; just enough for two bowls.

Wang Ke’er happily reached out to take a bowl, but the moment she touched it, she cried out in surprise and quickly pulled her hand back. She said, “Ack, it’s so hot!” Then, she immediately pinched her ear.

Zhao Qiang gave her a glance and said indifferently, “I’ll do it.” Then, he calmly walked to the dining table with the bowls.

‘It’s so strange. Why isn’t he afraid of burning his hands?’ Wang Ke’er bit her lip and followed Zhao Qiang to the table. Then, she suddenly thought of something and hurried back to the kitchen to get some chopsticks.

The two of them sat at the table. Wang Ke’er started eating first. After blowing on the hot noodles for a while, she took a big bite and smiled in satisfaction.

The noodles cooked by Zhao Qiang were quite delicious. She swallowed her first mouthful, and said, “The soup looked bland, but it’s actually super delicious!”

Zhao Qiang was silent as he ate in big mouthfuls.

Wang Ke’er thought for a moment and said, “Actually, today—”

Before she could finish, Zhao Qiang interrupted her and said, “There’s no need to explain. Just eat your food. We’ll talk after you’re full.”

Wang Ke’er nodded. Regardless, Wang Ke’er was in the wrong today, so she did not mind being interrupted.

She had not even eaten supper. After a few bites, she could not eat anymore. Eating noodles at night made it easy for her to gain weight.

Seeing that there was still so much left in her bowl, Wang Ke’er hesitated. Zhao Qiang also noticed that she could not eat any more. He smiled and poured the noodles from Wang Ke’er’s bowl into his own, then resumed eating.

“Your cooking is delicious,” Wang Ke’er said quietly. “It’s just that I really can’t eat so much.”

“Understood,” said Zhao Qiang.

After that, Zhao Qiang cleaned up the dishes and brought them to the kitchen. Wang Ke’er listened to the sound of dishes being washed. The sound of water soon stopped, and Zhao Qiang slowly walked back out.

He headed for the door in silence.

Wang Ke’er saw Zhao Qiang walk toward the door and immediately stood up. She involuntarily said loudly, “You’re leaving already?”

Zhao Qiang ignored her, opened the door, and brought in the suitcase that was still outside.

Wang Ke’er was speechless.

She was in such a hurry to let Zhao Qiang in just now that she failed to notice his suitcase.

Could it be that he was going to live here?

“Let me introduce myself properly,” Zhao Qiang said calmly. “My name is Zhao Qiang, twenty-five years old, and I majored in Nursing in university. After graduation, I was employed to work for the Yao family.”

Wang Ke’er immediately asked, “Height? You look like you’re 185 centimeters.”

“That’s right, exactly 185 centimeters,” said Zhao Qiang with a nod.

“Then what’s your horoscope sign?” Wang Ke’er continued.

Zhao Qiang did not expect to be asked about his horoscope. After a moment of silence, he said, “…Cancer.”

“Cancer isn’t bad,” Wang Ke’er said, satisfied. “It’s a very caring sign.”

Wang Ke’er thought to herself. ‘Scorpio and Cancer are destined partners.’

Zhao Qiang tried to change the topic, so he continued, “I’m here today because you said that you wanted me to work here. I happen to have some free time, and I realize that you don’t need a caretaker. So, I’ll try to do the housework instead, including cooking. What do you think?”