The Peasant Wife Is a Lucky Charm

Chapter 551: Come Again Tomorrow

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Qin Zhenzhen carefully arranged the dishes in front of Chen Lin’er, who appeared perplexed.

“Is this my final meal?” Chen Lin’er questioned, uncertainty clouding her expression. Was she about to face her fate before the autumn leaves descended? Was this the toll for her outspokenness, or was the new governor intending to make an example of one to warn many?

The notion of partaking in a satisfying meal before departing evoked conflicting emotions. On one hand, the prospect of freedom brought joy; she could finally reunite with her family—parents, in-laws, and her child. Yet, the shadow of sorrow loomed, casting a pall over her wretched existence.

Her life had been an odyssey of hardships, prompting introspection. If it were karmic retribution, she pondered whether her past deeds warranted such profound suffering. She wished fervently that the pain she endured would spare her in the next life.

Qin Zhenzhen observed the subtle shifts in Chen Lin’er’s demeanor. It became evident that the woman harbored an unwillingness to succumb easily to death. If she truly sought an escape, Qin Zhenzhen reasoned, she would have taken her own life long ago, employing various methods like hanging or starvation, actions that might have gone unnoticed by the apathetic night watchmen.

Su Bin’s administration had introduced a strict protocol for the night watch, unveiling lapses in their vigilance. First offense warranted a warning, followed by a half-month’s salary deduction for the second, and a full month’s deduction for the third—a measure to ensure the guards maintained vigilance during their shifts.

A fourth lapse in vigilance during night watch duties would result in immediate termination without any explanation.

Seeking to ease Chen Lin’er’s apprehension, Qin Zhenzhen reassured her, “Don’t overthink it. This is definitely not your last meal.”

Perplexed, Chen Lin’er questioned, “Then, did you bring the wrong food?”

Qin Zhenzhen shook her head. “No mistake. You’re the sole occupant of this cell. I personally prepared these dishes. Can you do me the honor of trying them?”

Chen Lin’er, still bewildered, asked, “Who are you? Why are you cooking for

“I’m Su Bin’s wife, Qin Zhenzhen,” came the calm response.

Chen Lin’er’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You’re Divine Doctor Qin? The creator of Zhenzhen’s seasoning?”

Qin Zhenzhen affirmed, “Yes, that’s me. It’s surprising you’re familiar with my work.”

A flicker of hope briefly illuminated Chen Lin’er’s eyes, only to be extinguished as she questioned, “Are you here to persuade me to overturn the case?”

Shaking her head, Qin Zhenzhen clarified, “Whether you choose to challenge the case is entirely up to you. No one can force such a decision. I’m here simply to bring you food.”

Acknowledging the gravity of Chen Lin’er’s experiences, Qin Zhenzhen expressed, “I believe your journey has been incredibly painful. As a woman, I want to contribute in any way I can, like preparing a meal and witnessing you enjoy it.”

Silently, Chen Lin’er took up her chopsticks. Starting with deliberate savoring, she gradually transitioned to hearty bites. Eventually, tears streamed down her face—a poignant testament to the unprecedented delight she found in the delectable meal.

This occurrence was unprecedented. If there lingered any hint of nostalgia within her for this world, it unequivocally resided in these meticulously crafted dishes.

Divine Doctor Qin was renowned not only for her exceptional medical skills but also for her unparalleled culinary prowess. The magical touch of her seasoning was a testament to her culinary wizardry, making the experience all the more enchanting.

The prospect of personally savoring Divine Doctor Qin’s culinary creations filled Chen Lin’er with a sense of fulfillment. It was a satisfaction she could embrace without any lingering regrets.

True to her expectations, Qin Zhenzhen refrained from urging Chen Lin’er to challenge the case or providing persuasive arguments. Yet, as Qin Zhenzhen prepared to depart, Chen Lin’er couldn’t suppress the yearning in her voice, “Mrs. Su, will you visit again?”

Meeting Chen Lin’er’s gaze, Qin Zhenzhen countered with a question, “Would you like me to return?”

After a moment of contemplation, Chen Lin’er nodded. “I hope to see you again. ”

Qin Zhenzhen affirmed, “Alright, I’ll come again tomorrow..”