Chapter 347
Walking with only the muscles of the thighs was truly exhausting.
“Let’s stop here for today and continue tomorrow,” the man was about to pick her up when An Ruo shook her head in refusal.
“I can keep going for a bit longer, just a few more minutes,” she insisted.
Tang Yuchen frowned slightly and asked softly, “Can you really?”
An Ruo lifted her sweat-drenched face, her lips curving into a small arc, “I can do it, I must stand up again!”
Her eyes, full of confidence, shone with dazzling light.
The man hadn’t expected her to be so strong-willed; he smiled faintly, his eyes also smiling, “Alright, then let’s practice a little longer.”
To facilitate her rehabilitation, Tang Yuchen had ordered a lot of therapy equipment for the house.
If he was unavailable, it would be the servants helping her with the therapy.
Day after day, An Ruo spent twice as much time on her rehabilitation.
She worked so hard, but unfortunately, her legs still felt nothing…
After the first snowfall, the Chinese New Year approached.
On New Year’s Eve, Uncle Tao had the servants prepare many delicious dishes.
This year’s New Year’s Eve, it was just the two of them celebrating together.
Tang Yuchen poured her a little red wine, An Ruo raised her glass and drank it all in one go, the man raising his eyebrows, “Don’t drink too fast, be careful not to get drunk.”
Setting down her glass, An Ruo said somewhat sadly, “In past years, I celebrated the New Year with Xiao Ji, and also with Uncle and the others. This year, it’s with you.”
In the past seven or eight months, many things had happened—more events than she’d encountered in her whole life.
Xiao Ji had gone abroad and couldn’t return for many years.
An Xin went mad, Uncle died, and Aunt, having fallen seriously ill, was taken back to her parents’ home.
That family had long since disbanded and changed beyond recognition.
She didn’t pine for the past; she just really missed celebrating the New Year with Xiao Ji.
An Ruo said with a faint smile, “Xiao Ji has never left me. I raised him, so in his heart, I’m not just his sister but also his mom…”
Tang Yuchen watched her, his lips pressed tightly together, saying nothing.
Wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes, An Ruo raised her glass to him, but the man declined, “Your body hasn’t fully recovered, you shouldn’t drink too much.”
Fine, she wouldn’t drink anymore.
Picking up her chopsticks, An Ruo began to help herself to the food, “Let’s eat. Even if it’s just the two of us, we should still have a good New Year’s celebration.”
He looked at her and didn’t tell her that he had always spent the New Years alone in previous years.
This year, for the first time, someone was celebrating with him.
An Ruo had some fish and then urged him to do the same, “Have some of this, for prosperity every year.”
Tang Yuchen reached for the fish and found that this year’s fish tasted a bit better than in previous years.
While eating, An Ruowei frowned slightly, “Why aren’t there any dumplings?”
“I didn’t ask them to make any.”
“Why not?”
What was the point of eating dumplings alone? Uncle Tao remembered he didn’t eat dumplings on New Year’s, so they weren’t prepared this year either.
An Ruo put down her chopsticks and pushed her wheelchair into the kitchen, “How can you not have dumplings for the New Year? Wait here, I’ll go make some.”
The man also put down his chopsticks, following her, “It’s inconvenient for you in that chair, let me do it instead.”
“Do you know how?” An Ruo asked doubtfully.
Tang Yuchen smiled faintly, “If you teach me, I’ll know how.”
Entering the kitchen, he rolled up his sleeves, took out the flour from the storage cabinet, and started rolling out dumpling wrappers according to An Ruo’s instructions.
Though he hadn’t done this before, he was a very smart student; An Ruo only had to explain once, and he knew what to do.
After rolling out the wrappers, they wrapped dumplings together, making many but only cooking enough for two.
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