One big and one small are practicing love

When the morning light fell, Liu Xiaochen was making breakfast in the kitchen. As long as Zuo Kunmin was at home, Liu Xiaochen wanted to cook for him himself.

I learned how to make pimple soup from Aunt Liu. Use egg liquid to mix the flour into soybean-sized lumps. Use small pearl mushrooms bought at a farm in Wencun. Soak them until soft, slice them and stir-fry them. They are very fragrant. When the pot is almost ready, sprinkle a bag of salted almonds into the soup.

After sprinkling in the almonds, cook for three to five minutes to allow the aroma of the almonds to melt into the soup.

Tired of waiting, Liu Xiaochen took two steps to the small kitchen window and casually looked out. His eyes suddenly lit up with selfless joy.

There is a long row of poplar trees in front of the building. The upper half is in the bright yellow morning light, and the lower half is in the gray and cold gloom, as clear as a knife. Under such light, the white poplar trees hanging bare with white snow show a divine and beautiful artistic conception. Liu Xiaochen watched infatuatedly, feeling deeply moved in his heart and having the urge to shed tears.

"Xiao Xiao, what are you making that tastes delicious? It smells so good!"

Liu Xiaochen turned around when he heard the sound and saw Zuo Kunmin. Tears accumulated in his eyes flowed down from the corners of his eyes, and he said, "Teacher Zuo, come and see."

The two of them, one high and one low, stood in the small kitchen. The pot on the stove was steaming, and the air was filled with a strong fragrance. They looked out the window silently, holding hands unconsciously. Together.

In just two or three minutes, my heart felt like I had experienced a journey. Seeing the beautiful scenery makes your soul feel happy, relaxed and purified. This is the essence of travel. Instead of walking a long way without touching the heart.

"The soup is ready, Teacher Zuo, I'll serve you some rice." Liu Xiaochen let go of Zuo Kunmin's hand and went to the pot.

Zuo Kunmin came to his senses from the scenery and turned to look at Liu Xiaochen. She was holding a bowl in one hand and a large porcelain spoon in the other, ladling soup attentively.

The white water vapor was thick, and Liu Xiaochen's delicate facial features were faintly visible. Zuo Kunmin suddenly felt that Liu Xiaochen at this moment was like the poplar tree outside the window. His original appearance was blurred, but in the divinely beautiful situation, a beauty higher than his original appearance emerged, which directly touched his soul.

"Xiao Xiao, you are so beautiful." Zuo Kunmin couldn't help but say.

Liu Xiaochen had just filled a bowl of pimple soup, holding it in both hands, turned around and smiled at Zuo Kunmin, and went out without saying anything.

Pimple soup, cold white fungus and fungus, sticky bean buns, and sauerkraut pickled by Aunt Liu. The children were not awake yet, Zuo Kunmin and Liu Xiaochen were eating, sitting across from each other.

Zuo Kunmin had just scooped up a spoonful of pimple soup, but before he could take it into his mouth, he said in surprise: "Xiaoxiao, did you pinch the love?"

"What love?" Liu Xiaochen looked down at the bowl and understood what Zuo Kunmin meant by 'love'.

The small round bumps were mixed with the almonds. They were similar in color and about the same size. Without careful identification, you really couldn’t tell they were almonds.

Liu Xiaochen chuckled and said, "Teacher Zuo, that's Xingren'er. I don't have so much time to squeeze so many little hearts."

Zuo Kunmin looked down again and grinned.

While the two were giggling, Zuo Xu pushed the door open and walked straight to the wooden table. He looked at the table eagerly and said, "Little teacher, it's really you who is cooking. I smelled the fragrance in my dream just now, so I thought it was a dream. , I didn’t expect it to be true.”

"First brush your teeth and wash your face, and I'll serve you some food." Liu Xiaochen said, putting down the spoon he was holding, stood up and walked to the kitchen.

Zuo Kunmin looked at Liu Xiaochen's brisk pace and secretly said in his heart, yes! How can she have so much time? She has to take care of so many people and is still improving herself. Thinking of the past few days, every time I went to her room to find her, she was either reading or writing notes.

Take a sip of the love soup, it's delicious and tender.

Just after eating a few mouthfuls of food, Zuo Yan came out again. Liu Xiaochen put down the bowl and chopsticks, poured water and took medicine, took care of Zuo Yan's medicine before eating, combed her hair and served her rice. Zuo Xu finished one bowl and asked for another... Liu Xiaochen was busy in trivial matters.

Zuo Kunmin finished his breakfast, changed his clothes, and was about to go out. Liu Xiaochen picked up the half bowl of rice, and when he dropped the spoon, the soup had condensed into a thin film.

Zuo Kunmin wanted to say something, but the children were all there, so he only said sincerely, "Thank you, Xiaoxiao!"

No matter how many times, Liu Xiaochen felt happy, relieved and willing every time Zuo Kunmin said 'thank you'.

After the children finished eating, Aunt Liu just came down to clean up. Liu Xiaochen asked Zuo Yan to go to the bedroom quietly to see if Chang Chang woke up from her sleep, and wanted her to have breakfast.

"Teacher Xiaoxiao, aunt is still sleeping." Zuo Yan said.

"Yanyan, do you know what time Auntie went to bed last night?" Liu Xiaochen remembered that when she went to the bathroom at almost 12 o'clock, Bian Chang was sitting alone in the living room, wearing headphones and reading a tablet.

Zuo Yan shook her head and said, "I don't know, but I know that my aunt used to go to bed late at night and only get up during lunch."

Liu Xiaochen looked at the clock on the wall. It was almost half past eight, and it was time for Shen Liang to come down and give lectures to the children. Shen Liang has a gathering with his classmates this afternoon and only has time in the morning. Liu Xiaochen was worried that their conversation would affect Bian Chang's rest. After thinking for a while, I discussed with the children and Shen Liang, and they went to Aunt Liu's house upstairs to study together.

But the desk in Shen Liang's room upstairs was too small, and the dining table in the living room was unstable due to age. In the end, the children and Shen Liang sat at the desk, and Liu Xiaochen sat on a polished old wooden stool and put the sketch pad on the table. On your lap, put the notebook on it to write notes.

After they finished studying, they laughed and chatted for a while. They smelled the aroma of rice and saw that it was almost 12 o'clock before going downstairs to eat.

When I got downstairs, I saw that Bian Chang had gotten up, leaning cross-legged on the bamboo chair on the balcony, lazily basking in the sun and quietly watching the clouds in the sky.

Everyone had lunch together, Aunt Liu cleaned up the dining table and kitchen, and Liu Xiaochen asked the children to rinse their mouths, drink water, and go to bed. Bian Chang sat at the wooden table, washing pens, laying out paper, and grinding ink.

When Aunt Liu and Liu Xiaochen finished their work and were about to take a rest, Bian Chang was still turning the ink stick in his hand in circles with a focused expression, making a low "swipe" rubbing sound.

"Changchang, don't you take a rest?" Liu Xiaochen asked with a smile as he passed by the wooden table.

Bian Chang raised his head and smiled back: "Didn't I just wake up?"

The two were stunned for a moment, then chuckled together.