Not going out on guard duty because of the rain means no candlelight dinner for Valentineâs Day.
But, itâs a rare occasion, we canât just skip any sense of ceremony.
No candlelight dinner, but there should be an electric lamp double meal.
Jane Sampson was so busy in the kitchen that she lost track of time. The kitchen was noisy with cooking, she didnât even realize when James Black opened the door and came in. "Jane." James called out to her twice from the doorway without hearing a response, so he took off his shoes and went inside. Hearing the noise from the kitchen, he pushed the door open and entered, asking, "What are you doing in the kitchen? Why didnât you answer your phone?"
But the moment he stepped inside, James was immediately hit by the aroma.
He was stunned for a second, standing there watching the intensely busy Jane Sampson in front of him.
"What time is it? Youâre already back?" Jane Sampson turned and glanced over her shoulder at James Black, explaining, "I left my mobile phone in my purse in the living room, so I didnât hear it ring since I was inside the kitchen."
At this point, Jane Sampson suddenly slapped her own head, "Oh no! I forgot to tell you we donât need to eat at the dining hall tonight. You didnât pack anything back, did you?"
James Black shook his head, glanced at the stuff on the stove, "Did you go out this afternoon?"
"Yeah, I saw there werenât any vegetables in the refrigerator, so I went out to buy some." Jane Sampson nodded.
"The rain was so heavy, and you went out specifically for that? You didnât get wet, did you?" James Black frowned slightly.
"No, it was drizzling when I went out." Jane Sampson shook her head, then urged James Black to take the dishes she had already prepared to the dining table.
After all the meals were brought out, Jane Sampson finally carried out the soup that had been stewing for half the afternoon, eagerly serving James Black a bowl first, and handed it to him, "Quick, have some soup to warm up."
Watching James Black lower his head and drink a few sips, she then sat down next to him, resting her chin in her hand, her eyes smiling as she looked at James Black, asking very gently, "Can you guess the name of this soup?"
James Black glanced at Jane Sampson, who was smiling with a hint of crisis, and reached out to scoop some soup from the pot in front of him, but just as his hand reached out, Jane Sampson grabbed it.
"No peeking~" Jane Sampson said with a mischievous smile, shaking her head at James Black.
"What bizarre new dish did you cook?" James Black speculated on this possibility, but still admitted honestly, "But, it tastes good."
"Itâs not a bizarre new dish, itâs a very nutritious tonic soup." Jane Sampson smiled wickedly, baring her teeth, "The name of this is, âOriginally born from the same root, why hurry to hurt each other.â"
"..." James Black withdrew his hand from Jane Sampsonâs, "What a ridiculous name?"
Then he picked up a spoon and fished for a bit in the soup base, pausing for two seconds, "Soft-shelled turtle soup?"
"Wrong, itâs turtle soup." Saying this, Jane Sampson burst into laughter all by herself, laughing so hard at her own joke that she rocked back and forth with tears in her eyes.
James Blackâs mind flashed to when Jane Sampson was angry and cursing him in her Moments.
Bastard Black.
So, âOriginally born from the same root, why hurry to hurt each otherâ meant just this.
James Black was both amused and mad, recognizing it was just a roundabout way of insulting him.
"Youâre not drinking?" James Black glanced at the table, seeing only the soup, wondering if she truly wouldnât drink it.
"I really wonât drink it~" Jane Sampson wiggled her fair fingers, "I cooked seaweed egg drop soup for myself in there, this turtle soup, if I drink it, Iâd feel itchy."
"Youâre something else." James Black lightly tapped Jane Sampsonâs forehead with his finger, then took a piece of paper to wipe her tears, "Itâs that funny?"
He showed no sign of irritation.