Rebirth of the Beautiful Repaying Gratitude: Quick Transmigration and Childbirth System

Yun Zimo and Liu Hetai were walking on the way home, and his steps were a little lighter than usual.

Yun Zimo raised his head and looked at the scorching sun in the sky. His thoughts involuntarily drifted to his sister Yu who lived in the next courtyard.

A smile crept up the corners of his mouth, and his heart leaped with joy when he knew that she was fine.

But reason tells me not to think about it any more.

She is just at the right distance from me, not too far away, and that's all.

I am like a fish struggling on the brink of life and death.

Exhausted and on the verge of death, the fish tail still struggled to swing, trying its best to bite the enemy to death.

He just has to bear the blood feud, including that of sister Yu, by himself.

I just hope that there will be no more wind and rain in Sister Yu’s sky.

Return to the gate of No. 5, Qingquan Lane, Bishui Street.

Liu Hetai sniffed and sniffed hard.

"Master, can you smell it? I wonder what delicious food Miss Liu is cooking! It smells so good!"

Liu Hetai couldn't help swallowing, his eyes fixed on the yard next door, as if some delicious food was hidden there.

Yun Zimo didn't say anything, but raised his chin to signal He Tai to open the door quickly.

Liu Hetai unlocked the door while trying to persuade him.

"It smells so good. Master, we don't have enough time to make lunch. How about we go get some free food?"

Ever since the Yun family encountered trouble, he and the young master have been dependent on each other.

How could two grown men cook? They just made do with simple things.

It was so unpalatable from the beginning that I couldn't swallow it.

Up to now, he could barely swallow it, which was already his limit.

The more Liu Hetai thought about it, the greedier he became.

"Hetai, have you forgotten what path we will take in the future?"

Yun Zimo told Liu Hetai seriously, and also told himself the same thing.

"The future is uncertain. I will avenge her together, but why should I drag her down this path?"

Liu Hetai nodded, inhaled the aroma of rice from next door, and was about to turn around and go into the yard to prepare his unpalatable lunch.

But then I heard the gate of the neighboring courtyard creak open.

A little girl about fifteen or sixteen years old with a sweet smile stuck her head out. It was Liu Qianyu's maid Liu Chan.

"Mr. Yun, my young lady said that she has moved into a new house today and has specially prepared a warm-house meal. She would like to invite the two of you to come over and enjoy it together."

Liu Chan's voice is clear and pleasant, like an oriole in spring.

When Liu Hetai heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, as if he saw the light of hope.

"Master, listen to me. This is definitely to give face to the new neighbor! It would be inappropriate for us not to go!"

Without waiting for the young master's reply, Liu Hetai quickly closed the gate that had just been opened and locked it neatly.

Yun Zimo looked at Liu Hetai's greedy look and couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, we'd better obey your command."

After saying that, Yun Zimo raised his foot and walked into Liu Qianyu's yard.

When Liu Hetai heard this, he smiled at Liu Chan.

"Then we won't be polite." He quickly caught up with his young master.

Liu Chan covered her mouth and laughed, went in, closed the gate, and followed him in.

The courtyard is carefully arranged to be both elegant and full of vitality.

The newly planted flowers and plants on both sides are in full bloom, colorful and gorgeous.

Yun Zimo saw Liu Qianyu standing next to a carved wooden table under a peach tree near the wall of his house.

The peach tree stands tall and graceful, and the mottled light and shadow under it add a touch of poetry.

She was wearing a moon-white silk long skirt that fluttered in the wind. Her waist was lightly tied with an emerald green belt, so thin that it seemed almost impossible to hold one hand in front of the other.

It highlights the fullness of the chest, which is so graceful and charming with every breath. It is more tempting than the ripe peaches on the branches.

Yun Zimo's ears turned red, and he quickly lowered his eyes, not daring to look any further, and slowly walked towards her.

"Sister Yu."

Liu Qianyu looked at this thin and handsome boy who was much taller than her.

His red earlobes made her feel like she was teasing a shy little puppy.

"Xiao Langjun."

"Come, let me introduce you. This is Master Yun Zimo Yun, and this is his bodyguard Liu Hetai. And the three people next to me are my maids Liu Chan, Liu Yin, and the cook Aunt Xianglan."

Liu Qianyu introduced them one by one, and everyone nodded, and the atmosphere became harmonious.

The table was filled with all kinds of delicious food, colorful and fragrant.

Liu Hetai was rubbing his hands, staring at the delicious food on the table, his saliva almost dripping.

Seeing this, Liu Qianyu couldn't help laughing, and quickly invited them to take a seat and start the meal.

Sweet and sour pork tenderloin, rose soy sauce chicken, Kung Pao shrimp balls, steamed hairy crab, squirrel fish, jade tofu soup, honey barbecued pork, West Lake beef soup, stir-fried green beans, astragalus and wolfberry pigeon soup, four-joy meatballs...

Liu Hetai couldn't wait to pick up a piece of sweet and sour pork tenderloin and put it in his mouth. He was instantly conquered by the moderately sweet and sour taste and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"Oh my god, this is so delicious! Aunt Xianglan, your cooking skills are simply amazing!"

Wang Xianglan felt a little embarrassed by the praise and smiled and waved her hand modestly.

"Hetai, thank you for the compliment. This is all thanks to our young lady. She not only gave me the recipe, but also personally guided me. Only then can I make such a unique dish."

"Aunt Xianglan is still a good cook."

Liu Qianyu smiled and was not stingy in praising those who worked hard.

"As long as the lady is satisfied."

Aunt Xianglan was very happy that she had found a good master.

Yun Zimo tasted each dish quietly, occasionally looking up and glancing across Liu Qianyu's face.

Liu Qinyu turned her head and looked at Yun Zimo who remained silent.

The young man had a tall and thin figure, with long, white fingers. He held the wooden chopsticks lightly, and in his hands they were like paintbrushes, giving them an air of elegance and nobility.

He ate slowly and leisurely, as elegantly as brewing tea under spring rain.

Liu Qianyu found it pleasing to watch him eat.

It's just that he is too thin. This frail body needs good care.

Liu Hetai was eating with relish and not forgetting to make jokes.

"Miss Liu, after eating your meal, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat the 'pig food' I made in the future. Master, don't you agree?"

Yun Zimo frowned slightly, knowing Liu Hetai's little thoughts clearly.

Yun Zimo reminded, "Hetai."

Liu Qianyu waved her hand and chuckled.

"It's okay. There are only two of you. It's really not convenient to cook on weekdays. Come to my place to eat together in the future. It will be more lively."

"Sister Yu, this is inappropriate. This won't work."

Yun Zimo immediately refused, with unquestionable determination in his words.

Reason told him that this road was full of thorns and blood, and he was walking on thin ice. If he was not careful, he would die without a burial place.

He has no way to retreat. For revenge, he can bet his life, swear by blood, and even be torn to pieces.

But he was willing to transform himself into a shield, use his bones as armor, and weave an invisible armor to protect her and bear all the swordplay.

How could I drag her into hell with me?

Liu Qianyu seemed to see through his thoughts.

She filled a bowl of astragalus and wolfberry pigeon soup, placed it on the table in front of Yun Zimo, and asked him with a smile.

"Are you sure you want to piss me off?"

As Liu Qianyu moved, Yun Zimo smelled a faint rose scent on her.

As thin as a thread, elegant and gentle, like a lover's whisper, entwining his heart.

Looking at Liu Qianyu's face, Yun Zimo somehow heard himself speak.

“No, not sure…”

Liu Qianyu covered her mouth and chuckled, her words were gentle but firm, "Then listen to me."

Liu Hetai was stunned watching from the side.

He couldn't bear to look directly at his young master's bottom line...

Turn regret into appetite and continue eating to your heart's content.

Mm, it’s delicious. I’ll be blessed in the future!