The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man

Gu Jiaojiao was unaware of what was happening at the Educated Youth Collective.

She got up before dawn.

Just as she was about to head into the kitchen, Chen JianShe arrived with Mrs. Chen.

To be honest, Gu Jiaojiao wasn’t very familiar with Mrs. Chen; they had only spoken a few times.

However, Gu Jiaojiao still greeted her sweetly, calling her "Auntie."

Mrs. Chen looked at Gu Jiaojiao’s charming face and immediately took a liking to her. ’This Gu Zhiqing is so pretty,’ she thought, ’and more importantly, she’s not the least bit stingy.’

Since their marriage, Leng Yuan had given Chen JianShe things several times, and Gu Jiaojiao herself had once given them brown sugar.

Mrs. Chen remembered all this. Seeing Gu Jiaojiao about to go cook, she quickly pulled her aside.

"You’re the bride today! You can’t be doing any work."

"Go to your room, change into your dress, and rest. You can leave the kitchen to me."

Even though it was just a simple reception, some traditions had to be observed.

Gu Jiaojiao looked over at Leng Yuan. Only after he nodded did she return to her room.

Not long after Mrs. Chen arrived, just as she was about to get started, Aunt Zhao and Chen Xiaoli showed up, with Chen Ruoyu following close behind.

The women had all come early to help. After a quick greeting, they went straight into the kitchen.

Some started chopping vegetables while others washed them, and the kitchen quickly came alive with activity.

As Gu Jiaojiao changed into her dress, she listened to the sounds outside and started feeling inexplicably nervous.

She gently patted her cheeks.

’I’m already married, yet I’m still this nervous.’ Her heart was pounding, and she couldn’t seem to control it.

Breakfast was made by Mrs. Chen.

It was dough drop soup, and she had even added shredded pork.

Leng Yuan had provided the ingredients and asked Mrs. Chen to make it for everyone.

Mrs. Chen knew it was Leng Yuan’s way of thanking everyone for their help, so she didn’t stand on ceremony and made it right away.

Gu Jiaojiao didn’t come out for breakfast; Chen Ruoyu brought it to her.

「In the room.」

Gu Jiaojiao was wearing a red dress and had on beautiful makeup, which made her fair, dewy face look even more exquisite.

Chen Ruoyu had never seen anyone so beautiful; she was nearly stunned silent.

When she snapped out of it, she spoke with a hint of embarrassment.

"Jiaojiao, you’re so beautiful! Even as a woman, I can’t help but stare!"

Gu Jiaojiao replied modestly.

"Every girl is the most beautiful on her wedding day."

Chen Ruoyu disagreed.

She’d seen many people get married, but none of them were as beautiful as Gu Jiaojiao.

Gu Jiaojiao was naturally exquisite; she looked beautiful with even the slightest bit of dressing up.

Chen Ruoyu noticed a large red flower on the table. Thinking Gu Jiaojiao had forgotten it, she picked it up to put it in her hair.

Gu Jiaojiao looked resistant.

"Do we really have to use this?"

Chen Ruoyu said happily, "But this is the bridal flower! You have to wear it."

"It’s only once in a lifetime."

In the end, Gu Jiaojiao had no choice but to give in.

She let Chen Ruoyu pin the large red flower in her hair.

’It was a good thing she was pretty enough to pull it off; otherwise, it would have been a complete disaster.’

Gu Jiaojiao only managed to eat half a bowl of the dough drop soup with pork before she felt full.

Chen Ruoyu glanced at Gu Jiaojiao, then at her own empty bowl, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

She had just finished her second bowl.

The soup was made with pork and white flour—it was so delicious she couldn’t help herself.

These days, nobody turned down a meal with meat in it.

Although Chen Ruoyu had received a share of pork, she hadn’t cooked it yet.

The people at the Educated Youth Collective had gotten together and decided to save it to make dumplings on New Year’s Day.

Those who had leave to visit family had already cooked and eaten their portions, but those who stayed behind, like her, hadn’t touched theirs.

So now, getting to drink this rich, meaty soup, Chen Ruoyu had accidentally overindulged.

Gu Jiaojiao, however, didn’t think anything of it.

"Aunt Chen is a great cook. If I wasn’t trying to look my best today, I’d definitely have had two bowls myself."

Her words instantly eased Chen Ruoyu’s embarrassment.