My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!-Chapter 92 - 93: The Reticent Man_1

After dinner, Qiao Duo’er began sewing clothes.

Tan Zhenghong, on the other hand, was using a small knife to split almonds, which had a seam on their bodies. He needed to cut the almond along this seam into two halves and scoop out the kernel.

His movements were swift, and in no time, he had split more than half a basket of almonds.

Qiao Duo’er glanced over and was very satisfied.

Making dried almonds was simple—just lay the almond flesh out in the sun to dry for a few days, making sure they dried continuously.

When they were about seventy to eighty percent dry, pile the dried almonds together to let them moisten again, then rub them to make them shiny and pack them into jars.

Almond paste wasn’t troublesome either. Just layer the almonds with white sugar in a basin, cover with cloth, and hang in a well to marinate overnight.

The next day, take them out and simmer over low heat for half an hour.

After processing all the almonds, Qiao Duo’er finished her ablutions and lay down on the bed.

Tan Zhenghong squeezed closer to Qiao Duo’er and as soon as she gave him a glance, he explained, "It’s not good to fan the air from too far away."

Qiao Duo’er mentally scoffed, letting him be; surely the air could still be fanned from a distance, right?

Hmph, just take advantage of my soft heart and bully me then!

This was Qiao Duo’er’s inner monologue.

After a while, Tan Zhenghong became even more presumptuous, wrapping one arm around Qiao Duo’er.

"If you lean on me, I might have to beat you up!" Qiao Duo’er frowned and said, not having stomach pain today, why lean so close?

Tan Zhenghong said aggrievedly, "Right now, I’m like a child with neither father nor mother, pitiable enough, you shouldn’t bully me."

"Just for tonight," Qiao Duo’er said awkwardly.

Tan Zhenghong silently thought, matters of tomorrow can wait for tomorrow. It’s good enough to have someone to hold today.

Thus, Qiao Duo’er slept in his arms for the night.

She thought she would have trouble sleeping, but unexpectedly, she slept quite well, waking up the next day still nestled in Tan Zhenghong’s arms.

A certain man had already awakened early; Qiao Duo’er’s face turned red involuntarily, and she hurriedly got dressed and out of bed.

She took out the almonds, set up those to be dried, and began to simmer the rest over a low flame.

She also found another bottle, boiled it in hot water for about ten minutes, which would thoroughly sterilize the bottle.

Once the almonds were simmered to a sticky consistency, she turned off the heat.

When the almond paste had cooled slightly, she poured it into the cleaned bottle, capped it, and set it aside.

Because it had not been exposed to bacteria at any point, the almond paste could be kept for ten days to half a month without a problem.

After she had breakfast, the almond paste had completely cooled, and she put it back down the well.

Upon returning from the mountains at midday, the first thing Qiao Duo’er did was to take out the almond paste, scoop a little into a bowl with a clean spoon, and after trying a taste, her face was all bliss.

Suddenly, Qiao Duo’er remembered the pain from her last period, realizing it’d be wiser to eat less of anything cold.

But this was so delicious, sour and sweet, she couldn’t bear to let it go.

After a moment of indecision, she still handed the bowl to Tan Zhenghong.

Almond paste wasn’t just for spooning out and eating; it had many uses like stewing with pork ribs or meat, or even used as a dipping sauce. She’d eat it like that from now on.

Tan Zhenghong took a taste with the spoon she had used, then generously gave a thumbs up, "Wife, you are amazing!"

"Humph, thought you were a straightforward guy, didn’t expect you to be so smooth-talking!"

Qiao Duo’er glared at Tan Zhenghong; this man was becoming more and more coy by the day, even learning how to act cute.

Sigh, the problem was that she seemed to be no match for him.