At first, Feng Jin listened very attentively, but after a while, she was so confused by Ling Mohan's "thee and thou" pronouncements that she couldn't hold on and fell asleep on the desk.
It was only when Ling Mohan glanced at the desk a few times that she woke up.
Rubbing her eyes hazily, she stretched and yawned, asking, "What time is it? Are you done?"
She had slept so comfortably, it was just that the desk was a bit too hard, making her feel uncomfortable all over.
Especially her neck, it was really sore. If she had known it would be so uncomfortable, she would have slept like this earlier.
"It's dark outside, what time do you think it is?"
Ling Mohan held his forehead, saying with some helplessness, he hadn't intended to wake Feng Jin at first and was going to wait for her to wake up on her own, but he waited and waited, and it was already dark, and Feng Jin still showed no signs of waking up, so he simply woke her up.
"It's dark, have I slept that long?"
Feng Jin instantly sobered up, turned her head to look out the window, it was pitch black outside, it was the first time she had slept for so long.
"Alas... where is Ling Muzhu? He's disappeared?"
Looking around and not seeing Ling Muzhu anywhere, Feng Jin's gaze shifted to Ling Mohan, and she asked.
"He went to eat, let's hurry over too."
With that, Ling Mohan took Feng Jin's hand and walked straight out. If they delayed any longer, the freshly heated food would get cold again.
In the dining hall, Feng Jin poked at the food a few times and immediately lost her appetite, casually placing her chopsticks on the desk.
"Not eating? Not to your taste?"
Seeing that she had only eaten a few bites, Ling Mohan asked.
"It's okay, I just suddenly don't want to eat these dishes. Eating the same thing every day will naturally make me tired."
Even the most delicious food will become tiresome if eaten all day, she really missed the hamburgers, milk tea, and fried chicken from modern times, these high-calorie, high-guilt foods were truly missed.
Thinking of this, Feng Jin couldn't help but swallow her saliva, how she truly missed them...
It's just a pity she couldn't eat them now, Feng Jin drooped her head, her hands supporting her cheeks with little interest.
"I'll take you out to eat something."
"No need, what I want to eat, you don't have here."
"If you don't have it, I'll have someone make it, or you can tell me what you want to eat, and I'll find a way to have someone make it for you."
A moment of silence... A glimmer of light surged in Feng Jin's dull eyes.
Right, she could make it herself, how could she have forgotten this part? She had hands and feet and could completely make it herself.
She suddenly stood up and moved to Ling Mohan's side: "I'll go make you some delicious food."
With that, Feng Jin left under the man's puzzled gaze and went straight to the kitchen. Following the recipe from memory, she made spicy flakes, fried chicken, and the milk tea she had been craving.
Although the presentation was not very appealing, the taste was truly real.
Looking at the finished meal with satisfaction, Feng Jin's lips curved into a pleased smile. She didn't expect it to be such a success on her first try. It was a pity about the kitchen, which she had left in a mess, and they would have to work hard to clean it up.
Feng Jin looked around and finally found Ling Mohan. At this time, the two were attending a class.
"Let's take a break first. I made some food. Eat something and then continue studying."
Learning was the most mentally and physically demanding thing, and she must be hungry. Feng Jin placed the fried chicken she had made in front of Ling Muzhu, indicating for him to eat it while it was hot.
Ling Muzhu was already hungry, and when he saw the food on the table, he couldn't wait to eat it. As his hand was about to touch it, he remembered what he had learned that day and silently withdrew his hand.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you eating?"
This was completely unlike Ling Muzhu's usual behavior. Could it be that he was forced by Ling Mohan?
Full of doubt, she looked at Ling Mohan opposite her. Seeing that he still looked calm and composed, she then said, "Why aren't you eating? I worked so hard to make this, and you not eating any of it is too rude?"
"Eating too much at night will make your stomach tired. Moreover, the food you made is too greasy. I'm afraid that if you eat it, it won't digest well and will cause an upset stomach."
Ling Mohan's words made Feng Jin feel a little ashamed. She was the healer, but Ling Mohan sounded like a professional.
"If you don't eat, don't eat. Don't make so many excuses. You really don't know how to enjoy yourself. I'll save it for myself to eat slowly."
She made these things earlier because she was worried there wouldn't be enough to eat. Now, not only was she not sharing it, but she was also being scorned by others.
Taking a fierce bite of the fried chicken to vent her dissatisfaction, Feng Jin ate with great gusto, enticing Ling Muzhu's hunger even more.
He really couldn't stand it anymore. Ling Muzhu stopped torturing himself and decided to fill his stomach first.
Bite by bite, he ate with great joy, completely forgetting his earlier restraint and refusal.
"How is it? How does it taste?"
Feng Jin asked eagerly. Her cooking skills needed to be proven.
"Delicious..."
Ling Mohan mumbled, chewing the food.
"You have good taste, unlike some people who talk nonsense without understanding."
Feng Jin's words were pointed, and she glared fiercely at the man.
"Let's continue studying after eating."
The man who had been sitting silently beside them suddenly spoke, startling Ling Muzhu, whose hand was holding food. His hand trembled slightly and froze in mid-air, forgetting to put it down for a moment.
"Can't you let me eat in peace? Do you have to ruin things at this time..."
"Eldest sister-in-law, I'm full. I'll start studying now."
Ling Muzhu hurriedly spoke to stop the two who were about to quarrel. He picked up the book and began to study diligently.
Eldest brother had rarely agreed to teach him, so this rare opportunity, he couldn't miss it, he had to grasp it firmly.
Seeing this, Feng Jin had to give up, even if she was still displeased. Ling Muzhu's studies were the priority. After today, she couldn't guarantee that Ling Mohan would still be willing to teach Ling Muzhu.
Feng Jin stood by for a while, feeling bored, and left to return to her room to rest.
...
By the time Feng Jin woke up again, it was already the next morning.
"Young madam is awake. Someone from the old master's side just came to rush you, saying that the eldest grandaunt who married out is back and wants you to go over quickly."
Feng Jin, who was still a bit groggy, woke up instantly upon hearing this.
The eldest grandaunt who married out? She had never heard of such a person before.