I became beautiful by eating melons

The spring breeze came uninvited, the sun shone through the broad leaves of the persimmon tree, little Huihui was running around with a frog in his mouth, Old Wang and Grandpa were playing chess in the yard, my aunt and Grandma Song were making patterns for clothes, and my master and Old Zhou were planting vegetables in the garden.

The first phase of the old leader's treatment has ended. Ye Rou has relaxed over the past few days and has rediscovered the joy of cooking. She has creatively combined some dishes in her mind and is busy researching in the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Ye Rou was preparing four dishes and a soup, as well as some blood-replenishing and qi-boosting medicinal food for Jiang Chen.

The mute woman wanted to help, but was driven away by Jiang Chen.

Without a kitchen helper, Ye Rou used Jiang Chen, who had driven her kitchen helper away, to her utmost.

"Jiang Chen, my rubber band."

A slender, white hand stretched out in front of her.

Jiang Chen didn't say anything, his deep dark eyes stared at Ye Rou motionlessly, the corners of his mouth were tense.

His big hand moved, and the blue veins on his arm popped up. He pulled off the rubber band on his wrist and handed it to Ye Rou.

Ye Rou took it reluctantly. Ever since Jiang Chen knew that she was going to meet her uncle tomorrow, he had been in a state of alert and depression.

Asked him, he wouldn't tell.

Ye Rou tied her hair up and poured the prepared sauce into the pot.

Jiang Chen was tall and stood between the chopping board and the stove, completely blocking Ye Rou's view.

Ye Rou called out to him to move aside, but he refused, so she could only order him to pass the food back and forth to her.

"Jiang Chen, pass me the chicken."

Jiang Chen now looked like a robot, with a serious face. He moved when Ye Rou gave him an order.

A big hand picked up a plate with the cut and processed chicken on it.

Ye Rou took it, but Jiang Chen held on tightly and refused to let go.

She looked up in confusion.

Jiang Chen suddenly asked: "I'll take you out to play tomorrow?"

"No." Seeing the soup boiling, Jiang Chen didn't let go.

Ye Rou used some strength to pull the plate into her hands, and used the spoon to stir the rich soup in the pot. "Didn't I say that I would go to see my uncle tomorrow?"

The master said that his uncle was unwilling to stay in Beijing, and after Liu Jintang's matter was settled, he would still return to Changdu Town.

Her uncle-master is old now, and he has come to Beijing after a lot of trouble. She must go and visit him.

The chicken is put into the pot and the aroma gradually wafts out.

"Jiang Chen, pass me the vinegar."

Jiang Chen picked up the vinegar bottle and handed it over. Ye Rou took it casually, pulled open the wooden cork at the bottle mouth, and was about to pour it into the pot, but after seeing the bottle packaging clearly, she paused.

"Jiang Chen, this is soy sauce, not vinegar."

Ye Rou's fox eyes widened slightly with dissatisfaction, like a kitten: "Are you here to help me or are you deliberately making trouble?"

She pushed the cork back in angrily.

"..." Jiang Chen was helpless. He turned around and looked through the bottles and jars and took out the vinegar bottle. "The designs of these bottles are too similar."

Ye Rou took a closer look and made sure it was vinegar before pouring it into the pot.

The chicken still needed to be cooked for a while, so Ye Rou started to stir-fry another dish - candied sweet potatoes.

Jiang Chen kept persuading Ye Rou, trying to make her change her mind, but Ye Rou refused. After he handed her a potato instead of a sweet potato, Ye Rou became completely furious and drove Jiang Chen out of the kitchen.

The mute woman was waiting at the door. When she saw Jiang Chen come out, she immediately went in.

Ye Rou was holding a spatula and stir-frying the sweet potatoes so that they could be better coated with the sugar juice. However, she was interrupted by Jiang Chen and missed the best time to add the sweet potatoes. Now they were overcooked and some of them were sticking to the bottom of the pan.

Seeing that Jiang Chen was about to come in, Ye Rou said directly: "Don't let Jiang Chen come in and cause trouble."

The mute woman agreed immediately.

Once the kitchen door is closed, you can't see anything.

Jiang Chen squatted outside the kitchen depressed.

Xiao Huihui ran over, circled around Jiang Chen, and nodded his head to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen was annoyed with it, so he grabbed its head with his big hand and pushed it away.

Seeing that Jiang Chen didn't want to play with it, Xiao Huihui also squatted down, imitating Jiang Chen's posture.

Jiang Chen is tall, and Xiao Huihui has also grown a lot. They squatting at the door look like two towers.

A man and a wolf, clearly two species, but somehow they are similar, with a similar melancholy in their majestic demeanor.

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The medicinal porridge made by Ye Rou received universal praise, but the creative dish of fried apples and corn was neglected.

Even Jiang Chen, who gritted his teeth and took a chopstick, had a dark face after finishing the meal. Facing Ye Rou's expectant gaze, he couldn't really say the word "delicious" and only praised dryly, "Very tasty."

Several elderly people know better how to raise children: they first praised Ye Rou for breaking the restrictions on vegetables and fruits and her spirit of breaking conventions and daring to innovate. Then they changed the subject and said that vegetables and fruits have their own comfort zones, and there is no need to force inappropriate things. They tactfully and implicitly stopped Ye Rou from thinking of making creative dishes.

Facts have proven that vegetables and fruits do not taste good even if they are cooked by a chef.

After dinner, Ye Rou and Jiang Chen returned to the inner courtyard.

Ye Rou held the warm bowl in her hands. The bitter taste hit her nose and made her eyes dry.

She brought the bowl closer to Jiang Chen, "Drink the medicine quickly, it's getting cold."

Jiang Chen frowned, pretending not to hear, holding Ye Rou's hand and walking forward.

Ye Rou naturally saw that he was playing dumb.

Because he had taken too many medicines in a mental hospital in his previous life, Jiang Chen didn't like taking medicines, and he didn't like anything related to medicines.

Ye Rou doesn't like the bitter taste of the medicine, but she firmly believes that it will work, so she will take it even if she is reluctant.

She walked along holding the medicine bowl, determined to coax Jiang Chen into drinking it.

After entering the inner courtyard, Ye Rou suddenly remembered something, "Jiang Chen, where did I put the letter that Senior Brother Liu sent me?"

Jiang Chen paused, his entire body stiff as a statue, "Why did you think of reading the letter?"

Ye Rou looked at him strangely, "Letters are meant to be read by others."

As she spoke, she rolled her eyes, trying to remember the letter.

As far as she could remember, Jiang Chen was injured on the day he received the letter. She took the envelope casually, but because she was worried about Jiang Chen's injury, she just put it on the coffee table and left it there. She also forgot about the letter for the next few days.

I remembered this letter when I heard Master mention Senior Brother Liu today.

"Coffee table." Jiang Chen suddenly blurted out two words.

Ye Rou heard something wrong in his voice and turned her head to look at him.

Jiang Chen's face looked a little unnatural, as if he was... nervous?

Ye Rou couldn't think of any connection between Senior Brother Liu and Jiang Chen. Just as she was about to ask, Jiang Chen suddenly turned his head away from her, thinking that she didn't hear clearly, and said, "It's on the coffee table."

According to Jiang Chen's personality, if the contents of the envelope were about him, he would have destroyed it long ago and would not have waited for her to read it.

Little Huihui walked around its two owners, and when no one paid attention to it, it ran into the house first.

Ye Rou didn't delve into it and just responded.

Sure enough, there was the beige letter on the coffee table. It had been there for several days and was particularly conspicuous.

Jiang Chen stood behind Ye Rou and watched her approach the letter.

His heart beat faster and faster, and a huge panic almost overwhelmed him, as if he was drowning and lacking oxygen. He couldn't breathe and his chest was stuffy and painful.

How would Ye Rou react if she knew?

Angry, disappointed, furious?

His thoughts slid uncontrollably into the abyss.

"Jiang Chen, drink the medicine, it's getting cold."

You can read the letter at any time, but take the medicine while it is hot.

Ye Rou turned around and saw Jiang Chen's face darkened. She thought he hated taking medicine and said with a smile, "You are so old, but you are still afraid of taking medicine."

"Although this medicine cannot speed up the healing of your wound, it can replenish your qi and blood, which is good for your body. It also contains herbs that can calm your nerves. You've been suffering from insomnia recently, so drinking this will help you sleep better."

Jiang Chen was like a prisoner awaiting execution, his neck already on the guillotine. He closed his eyes and waited for death to come. The executioner suddenly became concerned and asked him: Is the blade cold?

Ye Rou was about to say something, but Jiang Chen interrupted her, "I'll drink."

"That's right." Ye Rou raised the medicine bowl and was about to hand it over when suddenly something furry hit her thigh.

Xiao Huihui stuck out his tongue and pounced on Ye Rou.

Ye Rou's hand was shaken by the sudden collision, and most of the brown medicine spilled.

"Little Gray." Ye Rou quickly steadied her hand. Unfortunately, there was not much medicine left in the bowl. Ye Rou rubbed Little Gray's head in annoyance and scolded it: "The medicine has all spilled."

Jiang Chen's eyes fell on the envelope soaked with brown medicine. He suddenly let out a breath. He was finally able to breathe.

"The letter is also destroyed." Ye Rou put down the medicine bowl and then noticed the envelope.

I picked up the envelope holding the corner. It was soaked and juice was dripping down.

Jiang Chen came over and rubbed the little gray boy's head hard with a smile.

Beautifully done.

This is the first time Jiang Chen likes Xiao Huihui since he joined the family in such a long time.

Seeing Ye Rou still fiddling with the letter, Jiang Chen said in a relaxed tone: "Since it's a letter, it shouldn't be a big deal, just destroy it."

Ye Rou nodded, "I really can't watch it anymore."

Jiang Chen's smile widened.

Ye Rou added: "Just ask Senior Brother tomorrow."

The raised smile suddenly stopped, and the corners of the mouth dropped a little bit, until they were flat and gradually pressed down.

That night, Jiang Chen suffered from complete insomnia.