After Rebirth, Minor Character Only Wants to Level Up

Bai Xue kept the matter in her heart and wasn’t anxious. She believed she could find a solution before the exam. Watching her younger daughter finish eating the egg cake, she tidied up a bit and took her daughter out onto the street.

Ye Ling lay in the East Room all along. It was only after she saw her mother and sister leave that she came out, and checked the kitchen. There was only some leftover millet rice from the morning, and not much, just about two bowls. Ye Ling looked down at her hands, and with these two hands, it was really hard to do anything, so she simply found some radish in the house, diced it, heated the pan with a bit of oil, and fried the chili powder for aroma before adding the radish dices. Because there was little rice, Ye Ling used almost half a radish and finally made a simple fried rice with radish and egg using the millet rice.

Looking at this simplest method, Ye Ling’s hands were inconvenient, which made her slow. Moreover, her hands constantly tugged at the wound while cooking, causing her to gasp in pain. By the time she scooped a small basin of fried rice out of the pot, her forehead was drenched in sweat.

After tidying up the kitchen and rinsing the pot, Ye Ling sat in the living room to catch her breath. Before waiting for her mother to return early, she took out a bowl for herself, and left the rest in the basin. She retrieved a triangular cloth bag she’d spotted under the shoe rack a few days back, placed the basin inside along with a spoon on top, grabbed her keys, and went out the door.

At this time, the courtyard was very quiet. People were either off to work or school, and other than a few elderly leaning on the chairs by the small grove, chatting, the courtyard was so quiet that not even a dog’s bark could be heard.

Ye Ling glanced around before running to the back of the small warehouse with the basin in hand, stepping on the stones she had used at noon to tap on the window. Soon, she heard footsteps, and then Zhao Guodong’s face appeared at the window.

"Take it and eat. I’ll wait outside. Give me the lunch box later," Ye Ling said, feeling a bit embarrassed as Zhao Guodong looked at her with a silly grin. "What are you looking at? Hurry, if someone finds out, it’ll be a disaster."

Despite having lived two lifetimes, clearly possessing an adult’s mind, she was now involving herself with Zhao Guodong and the others like a child. Ye Ling felt like she was pretending to be young. After Zhao Guodong received the triangular bag, she hopped off the stone.

Once Zhao Guodong could no longer see her, he jumped down from the chair and waved the items in his hand towards Liu Zhiyuan, "Hurry up, because if you’re late, there won’t be anything left to eat."

This time, the four people on Liu Zhiyuan’s side didn’t act as they had before. When Zhao Guodong opened the triangular bag, everyone gathered around. Counting the chopsticks from noon and two small spoons, all seven people soon cleaned it all up.