My wife is a witch princess

Chapter 30 Xia Li's Lifelong Enemy - Fish

Song Che, carrying his schoolbag and with a melancholy look on his face, walked through the door holding a lively, fresh fish. After finishing his exams today, Song Che felt that he might not be suited for studying.

He knew absolutely nothing about science and English. What was outrageous was that when he picked up his pen, he wrote several lines of potion-making formulas and magic circle location calculations on the science exam paper, and a string of magic spells on the English exam paper.

Let's think about how to explain this later.

The school might just scold him at most, but what Song Che is afraid of is... his parents worrying.

Smelling the fishy smell, Bruce snored and rubbed against others, letting out two barks. Song Che snapped out of his daze, put down his schoolbag, and went to the kitchen.

"I'm going to clean the fish, you sit on the sofa and wait."

"...I'll help."

"Then get me the knife."

"...I'll give it a try."

Song Che turned around and saw Xia Li staring intently at the fish. He hesitated and asked, "You...you want to kill the fish?"

"Yes, I'll give it a try." Xia Li's eyes were extremely serious.

"I'll do it."

"...I want to come." Xia Li lowered her head and tapped her toes on the ground.

If you don't understand how to kill me, I'll strangle you tonight!

"Okay, take it easy, be careful with your hands, the fish is quite slippery."

"..."

Xia Li reached out to chop off the fish head, but the knife went astray and chopped off the fish tail, leaving a wound.

You're so brutal.

"Smash it on the head with a kitchen knife to stun it. If it's stunned, it won't jump around." Song Che couldn't bear to watch her fish-killing technique. He understood Xia Li's little scheme: she wanted to prove her worth and uphold some of His Highness's dignity. Song Che reminded her, "Be careful, watch the blade. Don't point it at yourself, and hey, don't point it at me either! If you stun it, it'll jump up like crazy! I shouldn't have let you kill the fish. Be careful!"

clap clap-

That's too cruel, this fish is unbearable to look at.

Song Che bought this fish because it was the only one labeled "fresh." However, after carrying it all the way, it was almost deprived of oxygen. But Xia Li patted it a few times, making it excited and thrashing about on the cutting board.

—This fish is indeed fresh!

Bruce sat lazily by the kitchen door, watching the two of them frantically trying to catch fish.

It's time for dinner today... and it wants to eat too.

"Woof woof!"

Song Che didn't have time to pay attention to Bruce. Under the stimulation of the "slapping therapy", the fish was jumping around like it had been injected with chicken blood. Well, it's not its fault. Xia Li cut the fish several times and slapped its head more than a dozen times. Not to mention fish, even Kapibala would be angry.

Seeing the knife in Xia Li's hand, Song Che dared not make a move. He could only guide her, saying, "Don't panic. Aim at the fish's head and knock it unconscious. Yes, once you aim, use force. Don't hesitate."

Snapped--

The scene was too beautiful for Song Che to bear. A girl was using a kitchen knife to slap a fish, which was jumping around excitedly as it was being slapped.

"...It fainted."

"If you're dizzy, just cut open your abdomen and scrape off the scales. Forget it, give it to me, I'll do it."

"...I want to get a shave."

"Don't you find it fishy?"

"...I want to get a shave."

If you don't scrape it properly, I'll strangle you tonight!

"Go ahead and scrape, but be careful with your hands, scrape slowly, the fish scales are slippery, you still have time to finish it now..."

Huffing and puffing—

Huffing and puffing—

The stunned fish twitched as Xia Li scraped its body. It was clear that Xia Li was trying hard, but she wasn't very good at removing the scales. Song Che silently cleaned up the scales that were jumping around everywhere.

She shaved the front, then the back. She worked diligently; without her witch's dress and magic, Xia Li was no different from a human girl. Song Che always felt this Xia Li was an imposter; her practical spirit was far superior. Why did her witch personality improve so much after she died once?

Song Che collected the scales and dumped them into the trash can. Looking back, he saw that the cutting board was stained with blood, like a crime scene. The murder weapon and the perpetrator were still standing there, seemingly ready to continue their attack.

Song Che decided to confiscate Xia Li's tools of the crime. "You did a good job this time. Wash your hands with soap to remove the fishy smell."

Fish, you are so lucky to have met me in this life.

Song Che put the fish, which had lost its innocence, into the pool to wash it, washing away the mud and humiliation of its life, revealing the fish's body that had been slashed several times by Xia Li.

"I'll do the cesarean section. It's full of internal organs and stuff inside. If it's not cleaned properly, it will affect the taste."

After Xia Li washed her hands, she observed Song Che, who had already removed his internal organs and cleaned them thoroughly.

Song Che raised the knife horizontally, made cuts, dried the fish with a paper towel, stuffed it with ginger, chili, minced garlic and other ingredients Xia Li had never seen before, coated the fish with starch, heated oil in a pan, fried it until golden brown, and set it aside.

Xia Li memorized it all, thinking it was incredibly easy.

Leave some oil in the pot, add ginger and other ingredients, stir-fry until fragrant, then Song Che adds many other ingredients that Xia Li doesn't know about, and finally adds the fish and starts to simmer.

"You just need to rinse one bowl of rice."

"...One bowl isn't enough."

"There's enough rice after cooking, so don't put two bowls in the pot," Song Che explained. "The rice will absorb water and expand, so there will be a whole pot of rice after cooking."

"Is this also science?"

"I guess so."

"...This science doesn't conform to the laws of magic at all."

"..."

After Xia Li rinsed the rice, Song Che demonstrated how to use the rice cooker, and then handed it over to her to steam rice.

Simmer the fish until cooked through, then reduce the sauce over high heat. Wait a while, and dinner is perfectly ready.

Song Che served the rice and placed it on the table. He tore off a small piece of fish and tossed it to Bruce before finally starting to eat.

Xia Li learned to use chopsticks, so there was no need to worry about eating. Song Che, however, was worried about something else.

In his memory, Xia Li was not good at talking, did not like to go out, and her favorite thing was to tinker with potions by herself. She could make a potion for several months without going out, so there was no reason for her to be afraid of being alone. But in the past two days, Song Che found something was wrong.

Xia Li wanted to follow him everywhere she went.

Her silver hair was too conspicuous. She could go out and play normally, but she definitely couldn't go to school. At most, she could be squeezed into the library to study.

The Witch of Jealousy's emotions were always stable, unlike humans who become bored when their desires are fulfilled and suffer when they are not. As long as she could research potions, Xia Li wouldn't care about picking up trash to eat. So, heaven took away the witch's desires and gave her longevity.

Song Che hesitated. Bringing the silver-haired jealous witch into the No. 1 High School library would be quite troublesome.

Song Che put down his chopsticks and said, "Xia Li, let me see your leg... the injury on your leg."

"Um."

Xia Li pulled up her pajama pants, revealing her calves and knees. The edges of the scars were raised, and the new skin was fair and tender. Her ankles were still slightly swollen. After careful bandaging, she could put on her pants without any problems. The biggest problem was her eye-catching silver hair. Xia Li's silver hair was extremely beautiful. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was like the moon in the sky and silver on earth.

Unless you dye your hair, wear a wig, or put your hair up and wear a hat.

Beep beep—

My phone sent me several message notifications.

Song Che glanced at it and unlocked the screen.

It was a message from his mother, reminding him that tomorrow was the Winter Solstice and he should buy some dumplings. He picked up his phone, snapped a picture of his dinner, and replied:

Mom, you ate well and didn't skimp on the money.

Mom: Are you eating with your friends?

friend?

Song Che clicked on the picture, and at the edge of the photo, a pair of fair hands were pinching a fish. He knew without even thinking whose it was.

Song Che replied: Jiang Shuo came to our house to play.

After replying to the message, I opened another unread message.

It was sent by Jiang Shuo.

[Brother Che, I've reserved a private room at the library for studying tomorrow.]

[Never mind, let's talk on the phone.]

[Voice call]