Marrying the Soft-hearted Villain
chapter-129

Chapter 129 – It was as if she was always a person from this world and that memory of surviving in the post-apocalyptic world wasn’t real (1)

Ruan Qiuqiu stirred the fish soup from Grandpa Mo’s family with a wooden spoon.

The first step of making fish soup was removing the viscera, scrapping the scales, and removing the sharp parts of the fish. Grandpa Mo’s family had given them the best parts of the fish, the middle section and didn’t include the head. Large white slices of the fish floated on the surface of the soup.

Although the fish soup could only be cooked in the most primitive method due to limited seasoning, Grandpa Mo’s cooking skills were obviously much better than hers. He had used fruits and vegetables as seasoning. She wasn’t familiar with the names of those fruits and vegetables. The soup smelled very fragrant and sweet.

There were also many pieces of dried vegetables in the soup. She was surprised to see the dried green vegetables. It had been so long since she had been able to eat vegetables. Every day, she had been eating dried meat and tuber powder soup with only salt as the seasoning. She was almost about to forget what delicious food tasted like.

In order to make the delicious smelling fish soup even more delicious, Ruan Qiuqiu dripped three droplets of her condensed water.

After cooking the soup for a while until the fish meat would fall off the bone with a slight touch, Ruan Qiuqiu couldn’t endure it anymore. She ladled out a bowl of fish soup for herself, blew on it, and ate a mouthful of the soup.

As she ate the flaked off fish meat, she smelled the delicious fragrance and tasted the thick and full-bodied salty flavor at the tip of her tongue. As the hot soup went down her throat, it warmly slipped into her mouth. There was a fruity aftertaste in her mouth that perfectly masked the fishy smell.

In a flash, Ruan Qiuqiu felt revitalized.

By the time she returned to her senses, she had finished off a small bowl of fish soup including the vegetables.

Looking at the pitiful Yuan Jue, Ruan Qiuqiu quirked up her lips and didn’t drink another bowl. Instead, she picked up the other spoon, ladled out a bowl of fish soup, and fed it to the wolf.

Now that she knew that his wolf form could be so big, she thought that this bowl of soup wouldn’t even come close to filling him up, but she still wanted to feed him as much as possible.

She wasn’t sure about the wolf’s attitude towards her, but she felt that it had improved a lot since their first meeting. He didn’t seem to reject her like before and even told her his name. That counted as a fairly big breakthrough, right?

Ruan Qiuqiu supported her chin in her hand and examined his expression.

He was probably truly ferocious before and that’s why he had such a cold look even when he was sleeping. He obviously had such good looks – his eyelashes were longer and thicker than hers – and yet, he always had an unhappy expression.

Speaking of that, she seemed to have never seen his smile. To put it another way, the times that Yuan Jue had been awake was limited.

And although she had married him, he had never called her wife or her name…

Was it because he didn’t want to be with her? Or was there a demon that he once liked, so he didn’t want to address her as his wife?

Ruan Qiuqiu suddenly felt empty in her heart. The joy from earlier was gone.

She shook her head. She felt that she was overthinking things. Right now, just surviving was difficult for them. How they address each other could be shelved for later.

Ruan Qiuqiu’s expression was a bit dim. Her ears were inexplicably red. In a rare moment of childishness, she decided to not address him as husband next time. Anyways, now that she knows his name, she’ll just address him as Mr. Yuan.

Oh. She had wanted to stroked his tail to relieve her inexplicable feeling of being wronged, but when her gaze fell on his thin waist, she remembered that he was in human form without his tail.

She looked at his inside out clothing, the dirty animal skin, his pained furrowed brows, and resigned to her fate.

Feed the wolf, finish feeding herself, clean the wooden basins, the bowls, and the spoons, tidied up the cave, tidied up the spoils of war (his and hers), and cleaned herself up.

For safety reasons, Ruan Qiuqiu hid the herbs and spiritual energy stones in a difficult-to-find spot near the stone bed. She took out a level 3 spiritual energy stone that she had used earlier, but still had plentiful spiritual energy. She moved the stone stool over to the bed and started to carry out the biggest task that would also consume the most mental and physical energy, which was passing her altered spiritual energy to Yuan Jue to alleviate his pain.

Translator Ramblings: “Right now, just surviving was difficult for them. How they address each other could be shelved for later.”

Ruan Qiuqiu has her playful moments, but I think she’s very mature so far. Even when she’s frustrated with the situation, she’s able to quickly move past that and work on whatever is the most appropriate and useful thing to do.