spirits in throat

Bai Xiaoqing and Feng Mingchen have been living in this new house near the Second Hospital since they got married.

Soon after arriving at Bai Xiaoqing's house, Zhou Ye borrowed a bathroom to wash up, skillfully washed pots, washed rice, cooked porridge, boiled water over high heat, and simmered over low heat.

A set of movements is smooth and flowing, and it looks like you are used to it.

Bai Xudong leaned against the kitchen door, with a playful expression on his face, he joked, "Didn't you say you are a rich family's homeless young master? How come these servants do the rough work so smoothly."

"Young Master also has someone who wants to take care of you." Zhou Ye lifted the lid of the pot and blew on it. The smoke dissipated, revealing the red and white porridge, which was bubbling and bubbling. Hand it over."

Bai Xiaoqing reached out to snatch the scissors from Bai Xudong's hand: "I'll do it, don't cut your hands."

The two fought for a while, but Bai Xudong couldn't compete with Bai Xiaoqing, so he resigned to his fate and gave up resisting.Anyway, it's been like this since I was a child, my sister has to intervene in everything.

Zhou Ye put two pieces of rock sugar, but felt it was not enough, put in another piece, stirred it, scooped out half a spoonful of it with a spoon and tasted it, but still felt that it was not enough, put another half piece in: "Okay, let's boil it for another 10 minutes .”

Bai Xudong was caught by Bai Xiaoqing to take medicine. Zhou Ye looked at Bai Xiaoqing and Feng Mingchen's house. The house was not small, with three bedrooms and a building area of ​​at least 120 square meters.

In the ancient city of Jiangnan, in the city center, there is no one that cannot be won for 600 million.According to Bai Xiaoqing and Feng Mingchen's income, they cannot afford a house of this quality.

The room is full of warmth, a large bouquet of fresh red roses is placed on the dining table, crystal water drops roll on the petals, dripping down the linen lace tablecloth along the lines.

The refrigerator is covered with colorful sticky notes, most of which were written by Feng Mingchen.

"Honey, the eggs are cooked in the pot, remember to eat them, be good, don't throw them away secretly."

"Honey, don't lose weight."

"Honey, I'm on duty tonight. If you can't sleep because of the dark, just call me. I love you."

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It is this delicate bit of life that can best reflect a person's true heart.Zhou Ye knew that Feng Mingchen doted on his wife, but he didn't expect to dote on his wife so much.

On the wall are the wedding photos of Bai Xiaoqing and Feng Mingchen.The bride was wearing a bright red wedding dress, leaning against the groom in a black suit, with a sweet smile, and the tear mole at the corner of her eyes made her even more charming.

The face of No.3 victim He Yanyan appeared in front of Zhou Ye's eyes, which was almost exactly the same as the tear mole in the corner of her eye.

The sound of turning the door lock sounded, Bai Xiaoqing heard the sound, dropped her brother who was grinning from taking medicine, and ran to the living room door, seeing the person who opened the door, with a halo of happiness in his eyes: "Husband, you are back."

There is a good saying, if you really like someone, even if you don't say it, you can't hide it with your eyes.

Feng Mingchen, who came back from the night shift at the hospital, changed his shoes and kissed Bai Xiaoqing on the forehead. When he saw Bai Xudong in the living room and Zhou Ye who was cooking porridge in the kitchen, his eyes sank slightly, and he immediately greeted with a smile.

Bai Xiaoqing hugged Feng Mingchen's arm and walked to the shoe rack in the entrance. Feng Mingchen picked up the briefcase and asked softly, "Have you had breakfast?"

Bai Xiaoqing worked around her younger brother for a long time, then remembered that she was still hungry, she said coquettishly, "No."

Feng Mingchen took out his mobile phone to operate a few times, carefully selected the dishes, with a good combination of meat and vegetables, and said carefully: "I ordered your favorite Xiaolongbao and pan-fried buns for you, and the desserts are pumpkin pancakes and Strawberry ice cream. I'll be there in 10 minutes, so you can eat something else to fill your belly."

Feng Mingchen took his clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up. Bai Xiaoqing went to the kitchen to boil hot water. Seeing Bai Xudong sitting on the sofa with his head down, he teased him, "Why do you look unhappy?"

Bai Xudong felt very ashamed. He took for granted his sister's meticulous care, but he didn't even pay attention to whether she ate or not.

He's like a spoiled selfish kid.

Bai Xudong's voice was muffled: "It's fine."

He got up and walked to the snack cabinet, took out a pack of biscuits from it, and snatched the chocolate from Bai Xiaoqing's hand: "Chocolate is too high in calories, let's eat some biscuits first."

Bai Xiaoqing took it over, smiling brows and eyes crookedly: "My younger brother will love others and grow up. I can rest assured as an older sister."

Zhou Ye opened the porridge pot, and the sweetness of grains and pear juice and rock sugar filled the room: "Sister, do you want to eat it? I'll serve it for you."

Bai Xiaoqing gnawed on the biscuit, turned her head and said, "Don't eat it, it's too watery and tasteless. There are several thermos pots in the top cabinet. Take it yourself."

Zhou Ye opened the cabinet and took a look. Rong Zhao's temperament is actually very suitable for the cold and mysterious Midnight Black, or the cement gray with no temperature but extremely high style.

Zhou Ye paused, the hand hanging on the black thermos changed direction, and took another.

After serving the porridge, Zhou Ye called out to Bai Xudong with the thermos in hand: "Dongzi left, there are still a lot of things in the bureau."

Bai Xudong glanced at Zhou Ye's thermos pot with a cartoon pattern drawn on it: "Brother Ye, tell the truth, who did you cook the porridge for? Isn't it just to make the girl happy?"

Zhou Ye felt that there was nothing he couldn't say: "Rong Zhao."

He has a bad stomach, and he doesn't know how to eat properly.

Zhou Ye took out his mobile phone and dialed Rong Zhao, wanting him to save some porridge for breakfast, but the ring rang once before he was brutally hung up.

Zhou Ye put away his mobile phone, looked at the thermos in his hand, maybe Rong Zhao could throw him in the trash can just by turning his head, and threw it on his face in front of his face without even turning his head. It's all possible.

After a good meal, Bai Xiaoqing wiped her mouth with a paper towel, and said while reapplying her lipstick, "It's hot outside, so I'll drive you there. Anyway, I'm on leave today, so I have nothing to do at home."

On the way, Bai Xudong said to Bai Xiaoqing: "Sister, don't go to the bureau to see me delivering things to me recently, the higher-ups will check and prevent family members from always coming."

Even he himself was excluded from the case. Bai Xiaoqing's identity is much more sensitive than his, so it's not easy to go again.

Bai Xiaoqing nodded: "Understood, I won't go next time."

When they arrived at the Municipal Bureau, Zhou Ye handed the thermos to Bai Xiaoqing: "Give it to Rong Zhao, don't say I gave it to you."

Bai Xiaoqing took it and laughed and teased Zhou Ye: "Don't leave your name behind when you do good deeds, Zhou Zhou."

Zhou Ye turned his head and saw Rong Zhao, who was still dressed in black, his complexion was worse than last night, and he turned a blind eye to him when he walked past him.

Zhou Ye shouted: "Rong..."

Before he could say the second word, the person in front of him quickened his pace, obviously trying to draw a line with him.

Zhou Ye saw Rong Zhao pick up a large box containing stationery from Cui Lita, a little freckle who was standing aside waiting for the elevator, and helped her carry her into the elevator.

Be courteous to the opposite sex, but turn a blind eye to the same sex.Zhou Ye felt a little headache, and began to think about the possibility of breaking Rong Zhao.

Bai Xiaoqing patted Zhou Ye's shoulder from behind: "What are you looking at, Zhou Zhou, help me move things."

In view of not being able to come here often in the future, Bai Xiaoqing bought a whole trunk of snacks for a team of offices.

After going up to the third floor, Bai Xiaoqing picked up the watermelon in her hand: "I asked the boss to keep this yesterday. It's packed with sweets and water. Remember to take it out and eat it."

Zhou Ye touched the watermelon with the back of his hand, and looked down at the water droplets condensed on the melon skin: "It's ice."

Bai Xiaoqing nodded: "On a hot day, it's cool to eat ice."

Zhou Ye walked towards the office and said, "Don't feed Rong Zhao for a while, if you have a bad stomach, you should drink more hot water."

Bai Xiaoqing looked at Zhou Ye, and stared at his face for a long time: "Zhou Zhou, I found that you have changed, you are no longer a hot and careless rough guy who often forgets to shave, what happened to you What kind of change?"

Zhou Ye touched his chin and pretended to be very puzzled: "You found out that I became handsome."

Bai Xiaoqing rolled her big eyes, carried the thermos in one hand, and the watermelon in the other, and walked two steps forward.

The big and small bags of snacks were snapped up by everyone, and the office was in chaos early in the morning, as if each of them was reincarnated from starvation.

"Others you can grab as you please, Wangzai's steamed bun is mine."

"Why is this bag of potato chips flavored with barbecue, holy monk, let's change it. I want tomato flavor."

"Super spicy beef jerky, mine is mine."

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Zhou Ye stayed away from the core battlefield, picked up a bag of fruit candies on the ground, and looked up at Rong Zhao's seat.

There was a lot of noise around, only he sat quietly in his seat holding a cup of steaming boiled water.

When Xiao Qian and Zheng Ke were grabbing potato chips, they tripped over a chair and rolled to the ground. Everyone laughed, and the corners of Rong Zhao's lips curled up. When he saw Zhou Ye walking towards him, a little smile suddenly appeared on his face. Disappeared.

Holding the fruit candy, Zhou Ye calmly walked over to Rong Zhao, and decided to keep the candy for him first, and take it out to coax him when his anger subsides.

"Brother Rong, do you want to eat duck gizzards? I specially grabbed them for you." Fan Yao walked over with a bag of spoils, "Brother Rong, whatever you want to eat, I will give you whatever I can get."

Rong Zhao thanked Fan Yao for his kindness, he was hungry and his stomach hurt, he was not interested in snacks, he just wanted to eat a bowl of hot and sweet porridge.

Bai Xiaoqing put the thermos on Rong Zhao's table and smiled: "I made some porridge, try it."

As soon as the lid was opened, a scent wafted out.Not to mention Rong Zhao who didn't eat much breakfast, even Xiao Qian who ate two pancakes made him a little hungry.

"It's still me, Sister Qing, who loves people." Xiao Qian walked over with the tomato-flavored potato chips he had snatched, and a disposable paper cup, "Give me a bowl too."

Bai Xiaoqing was about to give it to Xiao Qiansheng, when she turned her head and saw Zhou Ye leaning against the door of the captain's office, the other party's eyes clearly said, no.

Bai Xiaoqing received the code and said to Xiao Qian: "You have the heart to grab food from a stomach patient."

Xiao Qian turned around to eat potato chips, Bai Xiaoqing handed the spoon to Rong Zhao, and smiled at him: "I haven't been introduced formally yet, I am your sister Bai Xiaoqing, and my name is Bai Xiaoqing."

Rong Zhao seldom accepts things from strangers, but he was really hungry, and his stomach felt chills. He took the spoon and said, "Thank you."

"I think they all call you Rong Rong, so I'll call you that too," Bai Xiaoqing, a self-acquaintance, started chatting with Rong Zhao, "Pumpkin, yam, and rock sugar are added to the porridge. Try it and see if you get used to it." ."

The temperature of the porridge is just right, medium to hot, just warming the stomach, as if it has been carefully calculated by someone.

A stomach-nourishing porridge may seem simple, but it actually takes a lot of thought.To make it sticky and delicious, the order of adding each ingredient is different, and it takes time and energy to watch carefully.

Rong Zhao has not eaten such delicious porridge for a long time, the sweetness of millet and pumpkin mixed with the fragrance of yam, like a warm blanket covering the cold stomach, warming the whole body.

"The last time I saw Zhou Zhou taking you to see your stomach in the Second Hospital, I realized that your stomach is not good." Seeing that Rong Zhao was younger than Bai Xudong, Bai Xiaoqing couldn't help but feel pity in her heart, "Eat more, you are too thin a bit."

Rong Zhao took a few mouthfuls of porridge again, and he could tell that this porridge was for nourishing the stomach, and it was cooked specially for him.

Bai Xiaoqing saw half a box of orange cakes on Rong Zhao's table: "Snacks like orange cakes and donkey rolls are made of glutinous rice. They are too sticky and will increase the burden on the stomach. Even after your stomach recovers, you should eat less .”

"Thank you." Rong Zhao lowered his head, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and swallowed it. He couldn't remember how long he hadn't been treated so considerately and tenderly by others.

Bai Xiaoqing picked up the watermelon and put it on an empty desk in the middle, took the fruit knife handed over by Fan Yao, cut it and said, "Come here, eat the melon."

"Sister Qing, you are really my savior and life-extending immortal," a police officer who had just returned from work outside said while fanning the wind with his hands, "I love melons."

After Rong Zhao ate the porridge, his stomach didn't hurt much, and his scars were forgotten. He looked at the watermelon on the table that had been cut into small pieces. It was bright green and red, dotted with a few black melon seeds. It looked crisp and sweet. .

Bai Xiaoqing distributed the melons to everyone, stopped in front of Rong Zhao, took the melons back in her hand, and said to him: "Watermelon is very cold, and it was just taken out of the refrigerator, so it's not suitable for you to eat. "

Thinking of Zhou Ye's words, Bai Xiaoqing continued, "Drink more hot water."

After listening to each word, Rong Zhao obediently took the cup to pour hot water.

Compared with watermelon, he suddenly felt that hot water tasted better.

When bending over to pour water, Rong Zhao heard Bai Xiaoqing whisper, "Good boy."

He blushed for no reason, like a child who was suddenly pampered. He was a little at a loss for a while, and he didn't even notice that the hot water overflowed from the cup.

Rong Zhao returned to his seat, and lowered his eyes to look at the thermos pot for porridge on the table.

White bottom, warm light yellow pattern.

Under the bright sunshine, the duck father and duck mother were swimming and playing in the river with two baby ducks. A small fish jumped out of the river, and the water splashed a few pink and white daisy flowers on the river bank.

Of the two baby ducks, the older one should be the elder sister, with a pink bow on her head.The younger one is the younger brother, the fluff on his body is not neat, and he is rebellious, and he is naughtyly diving into the water at this time.

Somehow he thought of something, the corners of Rong Zhao's lips curved unconsciously, his eyes filled with bottomless nostalgia.

Bai Xiaoqing left this time, and she doesn't know when she will come next time.Everyone said goodbye to her shortly.

Holding the water glass, Rong Zhao raised his eyes to look at Bai Xiaoqing, and tried to open his mouth, but he couldn't pronounce a single syllable of the word sister.

He tried several times, and drank several sips of water in a row, so that fine beads of sweat emerged from the tip of his nose, but he still couldn't make a sound, as if his throat was choked by an invisible force.

A lively and crisp voice sounded from deep in my memory. The ten-year-old girl said to the five-year-old boy: "If you want candy, my sister will buy it for you. Why do you call someone else's sister?"

"Don't call someone else's sister, or I will beat you."

"Let's go, my sister will build you a huge candy house, bigger than a castle. The windows are made of apple-flavored candy, the roof is made of oranges, the bed is made of strawberries, the pillows are made of white chocolate, and the next eighteen layers are made of cream. The finished quilt...don't rub your saliva on my clothes."

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