The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Mrs. Wan wiped away her tears and said, "How could this happen?"

Cheng Feng forced a smile and told everyone: "Don't act so sad. If Shang Xi sees something, it will be detrimental to her condition. She is strong and doesn't like to show her sick side to everyone. , so she deliberately adjusts her spirit to be the best every time."

Mr. Wan said: "Go live in another house. How can you take care of such a serious patient at such a young age?"

Cheng Feng shook his head and said, "I can take care of her. Our family of three is not going anywhere."

Even ten cows couldn't pull back what Cheng Feng was sure of, so Mr. Wan could only sigh.

Bai Songxue said: "Why don't you leave Rou'er to take care of Shang Xi's food and daily life? One more person will take care of you."

Cheng Feng's attitude was still so resolute, "I can't leave Shang Xi to anyone to take care of her. I don't know how long I can stay with her. I don't trust others to take care of her."

Fashion Xi walked out of the room cheerfully. She had obviously changed her clothes, and the powder on her face seemed to be thicker. She said to everyone, "How was the tea today?"

"Delicious."

"Good tea."

As usual, Shang Xi had a relaxed expression on her face. This was her usual expression. There was a bit of laziness in the relaxed expression. Whenever I saw her, I felt that she was living a comfortable life, and her tone was even more relaxed and relaxed. No matter how high or low one's status is, everyone seems to be equal. When he hears her voice, he feels that this person is very approachable and has no airs.

"Cheng Feng and I didn't drink tea in the past, and we didn't have any guests at home. The tea foam we gave you yesterday was what Fifth Brother usually drinks, but what you drank today is good tea. Cheng Feng went to the tea house to buy it yesterday. I came back, thinking you could drink it when you come again."

Everyone said in unison: "Good tea."

Cheng Feng poured a cup for Shang Xi: "You also have a cup. The owner of the tea shop said this is the best tea they have."

Shang Xi took a sip and said, "You really get what you pay for. Even though I don't understand tea, I can tell which one is better than Fifth Brother's."

Everyone laughed together, but none of them laughed from the bottom of their hearts, and the sadness on their faces could not be removed.

Shang Xi smiled and said, "Don't leave today. I'll go out to buy some food and cook a few more of my specialty dishes for you today."

Mr. Wan said: "We still have something to do at home. We will go back in a while. We won't stay for dinner. You can have a good rest."

Shang Xi smiled and said, "I'm in good health and I slept well last night." This was true, but no one except Cheng Feng believed her words. They all felt that she was forcing herself to entertain everyone. But the master is sick, let alone staying for dinner, even sitting for a while would be considered an intrusion.

"I'm sure I won't eat. Let's sit there for a while and then leave."

Shang Xi sincerely asked everyone to stay, "Have lunch and then go back."

People from the Wan family expressed their intention not to stay. With such a serious patient like her, who could let her cook again?

Shang Xi was a little helpless. He looked at Boss Qian and said, "Boss Qian, you should be fine. You can stay for dinner."

Boss Qian quickly waved his hand and said with a smile: "I also have something to do, so I have to leave now. I advise you not to go out on the street today."

"why?"

"Why?" Boss Qian thought for a moment and said, "Cangman, tell Shang Xi why he can't go out on the street today."

Cangman scratched the back of his head and said, "We caught another fugitive on the street today."

Shang Xi opened his eyes wide: "Fleeing criminal?"

"Yes, the fugitive is a flower-picking thief who specializes in targeting little wives like you." This kind of nonsense must be something only Cangman can tell.

Cheng Feng looked at Shang Xi and said, "In that case, don't go out recently. I'll go buy whatever you want."

Shang Xi could only nod.

Shang Xi carried the teapot, but there was no water in it. It was obvious that she got up to go to the kitchen to collect water. Mr. Wan said: "Shang Xi, don't be busy, we are going back."

With that said, these people left in droves.

Looking at the empty yard, Cheng Feng smiled and said, "What is your specialty dish?"

Shang Xi drank the tea in his hand and said, "I just said casually, I don't have any special dishes. I used all my skills yesterday."

Cheng Feng smiled and said, "Let me make you some gnocchi. You vomited so badly just now, you must be very uncomfortable."

Shang Xi touched his throat and felt that it was a little congested due to vomiting. It seemed that there was a price to pay for acting realistically.

"Then let's eat gnocchi. I feel like I haven't eaten them in a long time, and I really miss them."

"Are you going to vomit again?"

Shang Xi shook his head: "It's hard to say, I just don't feel comfortable."

"I didn't intend for you to act so realistically."

"Did you overact it? You could almost send yourself away."

Cheng Feng smiled and said, "Now no one will believe you if you say you are not sick."

"They are really well-informed. What time of year is this? How does this Li Changgen promote it?"

"The storyteller's tavern has been telling stories since last night that you have become a famous figure in the North City."

Cheng Feng put it in a sweet tone. The things he and his wife did were just something everyone used to relieve their boredom after dinner.

Can Li Changgen have such ability? Shang Xi had little contact with this person and had no memory of the past. She only knew that he was a bad guy who beat his sister. Just how bad he was was what he told her yesterday, but those cognitions were enough for her to subvert the concept of blood. We have a deep love for the sailors, and everyone's greed is not only limited to not being dragged down, but also depends on whether there are greater interests involved. It is natural for anyone to sacrifice for interests.

Because Shang Xi couldn't eat, they had to prepare the gnocchi meal a little late. In the past, Shang Xi was the chef and Cheng Feng was the one who cooked the fire. Today, the two of them were obviously the other way around.

Next to the stove under the wall, the two of them were busy alone, and there was a child making trouble. Shang Xi had to hug him, and the three of them sat by the stove and roasted.

However, Cheng Feng's cooking skills seemed to be okay, except that his hands and feet looked a little busy, and the taste was just like the noodles they made in the winter when they first got married.

Shang Xi used one hand to hold the child away from being burned by the stove, and touched his chest with the other hand and said, "Cheng Feng, please pull the child away quickly, I'm going to vomit."

Cheng Feng, who was busy, was caught off guard, "What's wrong?"

Shang Xi couldn't hold it back and vomited out the remaining contents in his stomach.

Seeing this, Cheng Youning burst into tears. The noise was shocking.

Shang Xi patted the child's back and said, "Stop crying. Mom is fine."