Chapter 528 - Anthony and Little Seven 9 (1/2)

She slept soundly later into the night and only woke up during noon time the next day. Mr. Kurt and Mrs. Kurt had already gone out.

Anthony checked her temperature and it had gone down a lot, but it was still higher than normal temperature. Although he had confessed yesterday and she had rejected him, but he seemed as if nothing had happened and treated her like he used to. Eleven could not say much and both of them treated as if nothing had happened last night.

She was tired and not very hungry, therefore she had no appet.i.te to eat the lunch that Anthony prepared for her. She went back to sleep and only woke up in the afternoon.

Anthony was looking at the recipe in the living room and quickly asked Eleven to come over when she came out.

“Little Seven, what do you like to eat, I can make it for you.” Anthony said. “You need to eat more to nourish your body especially since you are sick. You must be hungry now, what do you want to eat?”

Eleven saw that the recipe book belonged to Mrs. Kurt and they did not have the ingredients for some of the dishes.

“Do you want to eat grilled fish? There should be some fresh fish at the river.” Anthony asked excitedly.

“Grilled fish?” Eleven thought about it and shook her head. “I can’t eat spicy food.”

“No that kind, I will catch it and just grill it.” Anthony paused, and he looked like he was reminiscing about something. “Someone made it for me in the past and it was delicious, do you want to eat?”

“The river is frozen and it requires a lot of energy to catch the fish. Forget it.”

“Is it difficult to catch?” Anthony was looked confused and Eleven rolled eyes at him. “Turns out you don’t know how to catch a fish. A newbie like you will not be able to catch it, let’s not go and catch a cold.”

Anthony suddenly became silent and he looked regretful. Eleven flipped through the recipe book and asked. “Why is your expression like this?”

“It was winter last time and the rivers were all frozen, but someone still made grilled fish for me, therefore I always thought that it is easy.” No wonder her hands were swelling and very cold. He touched her hand and felt that her hands were injured, but she simply said that it was normal for her hands to become like this during winter. He didn’t know anything and enjoyed the food that she made without feeling guilty.

It was really…

Eleven suddenly paused her hand that was flipping the book and looked at him in astonishment. “Who?”

“Someone very important.”

“Oh!” Eleven did not probe any further and her stomach was really not hungry. She saw from the weather forecast that there would be heavy snow for the next few days and it would only stop five days later. It seemed like she would have to stay here for a very long period.

There was nothing much to watch during this timing and Eleven was tired, but she could not fall asleep. She lied on the sofa and Anthony kept talking to her as he was afraid that she would be bored. The two of them stayed in the living room for a while before Anthony commanded Eleven to go and rest.

She could not fall asleep and therefore did not want to go and rest. The man who had been nice to her suddenly changed his face, as if it was a sin if she did not go and rest. Eleven felt a tingle in her heart.

“I’m hungry.”

Anthony looked happy. “What do you want to eat, I can make them for you.”

“Do you know how to cook?”

“I know if it is simple.” Anthony said. He did not mind if it was difficult to make as long as she had the appet.i.te to it. It was nonsense that a man would not go into the kitchen, it was only right to cook for his beloved woman.

“I want to eat dumplings. Do you know how to make it?”

“Dumplings?” Anthony paused.

Eleven said faintly, “forget about it if you don’t know how to make it.”

“No, I know how to cook it!” Anthony raised his head and looked confident.

Eleven raised her eyebrows and looked forward to it.

He went into the kitchen and there was a lot of flour as Mr. Kurt and Mrs. Kurt would usually eat noodles and Mrs. Kurt liked to make the noodles herself. Anthony recalled how dumplings looked like and looked at the bag of flour. He was in a difficult position.

The image of a dumpling and the flour was totally different. He had already promised her, but he didn’t know how to do it, what should he do?

Eleven was reading the newspaper in the living room and looked up and saw Anthony staring at the bag of flour. She could not help but smiled. It seemed like he did not know how to do it and she walked over after admiring his expression.

“Anthony, do you know how to make it?”

Anthony’s delicate features were all crumpled together and he looked dejected. He innocently stretched out his hands which were filled with flour. “It seems like… I don’t.”

“Don’t make promises if you don’t know.” Eleven laughed. “Let me do it.”

“No, you’re sick.” Anthony stopped her and Eleven roll eyes at him. She had a fever, but was not crippled and still had energy to make dumplings.

“Do you really want to eat dumplings?”

“Yes.”

“Alright then, Little Seven, teach me in detail so that I can cook for you next time.” Anthony said seriously and looked sincere.

Eleven knead the dough and said casually. “We don’t know where we will be in the future, how are you going to make for me.”

Anthony’s eyes darkened and looked at her side-face solemnly. He remained quiet and he seemed to want to say something, but he managed to endure it and did not say anything. Instead, he asked her how to make the dough, how much water to put and how much strength to use.

The atmosphere was heart-warming as both of them were busy in the kitchen. Anthony knew how to cook but did not know how to make dumplings, so it was inevitable for him to be clumsy and covered the floor with flour. Eleven asked him to make the fillings and he could do it well.