Queen's Exclusive Little Chef

When the plane landed, Qi Ziling had been in a coma for several hours, and Yun Yun was sitting beside her watching a movie, but she was upset.

Her mood is very complicated.Anyway, this is also going to meet the other party's family, but this way of meeting the family is really unexpected, how will she deal with herself then?

Besides, following the past like this, what is her identity?Qi Ziling's mother obviously didn't accept herself, how could she help the two bridge the gap?

Because the plane is really boring, there is nothing to do, and Yun Yun is a little airsick, unable to use the computer to write, so she just closes her eyes and meditates, thinking a lot.

She remembered the first time she met Qi Ziling one-on-one, it was in the tea room, Qi Ziling looked very bad at that time, her body movements and skin condition showed her fatigue, but she still had a dazzling aura of superiority.

She turned her head to look at the people next to her, and suddenly found that everything was different.

Now Qi Ziling is no longer paralyzed anywhere, and he is not as boneless as before when standing, his skin can be broken by blows, and he looks innocent and innocent with his eyes closed.

She no longer has any halo on her body, she has become an ordinary mortal, but her life is happier, fuller and healthier.

If you think about it this way, the time you spend with Qi Ziling is good for Qi Ziling himself.

In this way, will her mother accept herself better?

It was raining in Florence, Italy when the plane landed.In the drizzle, Qi Ziling bought a black umbrella with the euros he had exchanged on the side of the road, and the two of them held an umbrella together.

Everything is controlled by Qi Ziling, her English is very fluent and idiomatic, Yun Yun just needs to follow along, don't have to worry about anything.

The two took a taxi directly to the hospital, and neither of them had time to appreciate the scenery outside the window.

"take it easy."

On the way, Qi Ziling suddenly reached out, grabbed Yun Yun's hand, looked ahead and said this sentence.

"Well, I'm fine."

Yun Yun looked at her, only felt that her cheeks were tense, her face was serious, and she didn't know what she was thinking.She had a hunch that Qi Ziling would definitely not say anything, so she didn't ask.

"My mother, surnamed Fang, is an Italian translator. She believes that the essence of Italian culture lies in Florence, so she lives here, marries a German, and has no other children..."

Qi Ziling began to talk about her mother's life in a straightforward tone, keeping her eyes on the front instead of meeting Yun Yun's.

Yun Yun felt a powerless and distant cold from it, and could only hold Qi Ziling's hand tightly.

Finally walking into the ward, when she saw the lady, Yun Yun felt that her previous prediction was a bit off, and she couldn't help but straighten her back.

A very strong smell gushed out of Yun Yun's mouth, but it was hard for her to describe what it was, neither good nor bad, mixed with rosemary and a very pungent green prickly ash, not middle-aged at all The turbid feeling unique to human beings is refreshing.

Although the lady was wearing a hospital gown and sitting on the hospital bed, she had a haughty and indifferent expression, with her back straight, facing the small bed table.

There was a computer on the table and a book next to it, and the lady's eyes were fixed on the computer and the book, as if she had no time to look at anything outside.

She looks very similar to Qi Ziling, but her temperament and expression are completely different.She is in good shape and well-maintained, but every moment seems to be heading towards a higher goal, tensing herself up, and contemptuous of everything in the world.

When Qi Ziling walked in, she just turned her head, showing no expression on her face, nor was she surprised, as if she had expected it a long time ago.

And Qi Ziling was the same, standing in front of the door with arms folded, showing no intention of going forward.

Ms. Fang looked at Qi Ziling for a while, then nodded slightly, but did not speak.

Then she turned her gaze to Yun Yun.

Yun Yun was so frightened that she hurried forward a few steps and said:

"Auntie, hello, I'm Yunyun."

Ms. Fang nodded and said:

"Hi, I'm Fangyu."

The name Yunyun has also been popularized by Qi Ziling. It was changed by Ms. Fang herself to match her status as a translator.

Fang Yu is a very individual woman. Her hair has turned yellow and thin due to illness, her skin and complexion are very bad, but her body and eyes are still as strong as steel. Sitting in the ward seems to be sitting in a large academic conference. Meticulous.

At this time, Qi Ziling finally let out a contemptuous snort.

"How did you make yourself like this? Aren't you Professor Fang? Why, now that you show such a weak look in front of me, won't you become angry?"

Fang Yu looked at Qi Ziling, his eyes were a little soft, he opened his mouth as if to refute, but he still softened his tone:

"This is a necessary process in life. Besides, I asked the doctor, it can be removed, as long as there is no recurrence."

Qi Ziling snorted coldly, walked over, stretched out his hand and involuntarily took down all the things on the small table on the bed and put them aside:

"You still know that you need an operation? This is Italy, and you don't need to touch China on the hospital bed."

Fang Yu had an IV drip on his hand and didn't stop it.

Qi Ziling put the things aside and put the table away, his movements were surprisingly gentle.

She took a pillow and put it on the head of the bed, raised Fang Yu's chin, and said coldly:

"A patient should look like a patient, lie down!"

Although the tone was not polite, the movements of the hands were very light.

Fang Yu also took advantage of the situation and lay down, did not speak, his eyes were soft, and he kept staring at Qi Ziling's face.

"What are you looking at, where is your husband? Where did he die at the critical moment?"

Qi Ziling asked maliciously on purpose.

"He will come to deliver meals after get off work."

Fang Yu said, but then frowned.

"It's late at night now, give me the keys to your house, tell me the address, and I'll go to your house to bring you food."

Qi Ziling arranged the itinerary involuntarily.

Fang Yu was a little surprised:

"Have you learned to cook yet?"

Qi Ziling scratched her hair, turned her head and glanced at Yun Yun, with a slightly embarrassed look on her face.

Yun Yun knew that just now Qi Ziling subconsciously felt that she would definitely be able to make dinner with her, but she forgot to discuss it with herself, so she was flustered and embarrassed at this time. Cook for your own family.

But from Yun Yun's point of view, it's nothing, she was also Qi Ziling's mother, her mother-in-law... Oh no, mother-in-law?

All in all, she hurried forward and smiled gently and virtuously:

"Auntie, I can cook, just tell me what you want to eat."

Fang Yu glanced at Yun Yun. Facing outsiders, her expression became much more normal. She was no longer tense, but she still felt alienated. She only said:

"It's too much trouble for you, just do something."

The two took the keys and rushed to Fang Yu's house.

When I got home, I went in and looked at the refrigerator first. There was nothing but some fast food, and the house was also dirty and messy.It seems that the current husband of this Fangyu lady is not a person who likes to clean, nor does he have a good habit of coming home on time.

Yun Yun had no choice but to cook some simple Chinese food based on some common ingredients in the kitchen.

Of course, the patient should be light, and there are too few ingredients. In the end, Yunyun can only make a simple bowl of hand-rolled noodles with tomato and beef.

When she was busy in the kitchen, Qi Ziling stood at the door of the kitchen, quietly watching her back, without saying a word.

When she put the noodles into the insulated box and closed the lid, Qi Ziling stepped forward and hugged her from behind.

Whispered in her ear:

"Thank you, Yun Yun."

She is very formal and uses Yun Yun's own name instead of a nickname.

As if there was some kind of magical power, after being called out like this, Yun Yun suddenly felt a little nervous in her heart because of the tension of foreign countries and strangers.

The two of them didn't actually eat anything, Yun Yun made an extra bowl of noodles and took them to the hospital together just to be on the safe side.

Fang Yu's husband went around the hospital, saw the two of them, chatted with them casually, and left.

He was a rigid and nerdy European man. He discussed academic issues with Fang Yu in English in front of the hospital bed. He chatted enthusiastically, but he had nothing to talk about with non-academic people, and it was embarrassing to stay there.

Yun Yun handed the insulation box to Qi Ziling, poked her in the waist, and asked her to go over and deliver it to Fang Yu.

Qi Ziling walked over reluctantly, and once again took down the books and laptop that Fang Yu had brought back while they were gone.

She put the thermos box on the table, with the chopsticks resting on it, and said:

"Here, hand-rolled noodles, my wife made it."

Saying that in front of her mother-in-law... Yun Yun, who was far away at the door, froze in shock, for fear that her mother-in-law would smash the table if she got angry.

After all, this mother-in-law seemed like the kind of person who would do it.

But Fang Yu just glanced at Yun Yun silently, picked up the chopsticks and began to eat the noodles.

Yun Yun was uneasy, but Qi Ziling came back and handed Yun Yun a pair of chopsticks with another insulated box:

"Didn't eat dinner, this is yours, eat it up for me."

The tone of Yun Yun's speech is obviously different from the harsh tone of the other party's language. It seems soft and doting, but still has a taste that cannot be resisted.

Yun Yun had no choice but to eat noodles with chopsticks.

For a while, the small single ward was filled with the soft smell of rice.

This is the smell of fireworks, a beautiful breath that comes from the bones of the Chinese people, a beautiful breath that will melt steel, ice and snow.

The sweet tomatoes, with their skins removed, have almost completely melted into the soup, giving it a bright red color.The quick-frozen beef sold in the supermarket is poured with hot soup, giving off a brand-new meaty aroma, blowing towards the face together with the curling steam.

The chewy handmade noodles are not as neat as pasta, but they have a casual beauty, smooth in the mouth, with a little bit of the tendons and backbone in the bones of flour.

This is something that really belongs to the Chinese stomach of the Chinese. Fang Yu has been in Italy for many years, and has almost forgotten the feeling of regular Chinese food. She didn’t pay attention to it before, but this bowl of noodles fit her stomach well. Warm, warm up all over.

She suddenly recalled that when she was a child, her mother also liked to cook handmade noodles for her to eat. The aroma of a bowl of noodles filled the air and overlapped with the bowl in front of her.

She suddenly discovered that she was once a little girl who loved to laugh and make trouble.

She lost that self completely.

Yun Yun quietly fed Qi Ziling two sticks of noodles, and after feeding them, she glanced at the parents on the bed and was stunned.

Fang Yu sat on the bed, holding the noodle bowl, tears streaming down his face.

This scene was very strange. A woman who was nearly sixty years old, holding a bowl in both hands, shed tears unstoppably in the face of the continuous heat.

Qi Ziling turned her head and also saw this scene.

This was a scene she had never seen since she was a child, and her mother would cry.

"God... this, is the world going to end..."

Qi Ziling murmured.

Yun Yun pulled Qi Ziling's sleeve, led her out, and gently closed the door.

The two were outside, looking at each other.

"Aunt, does she... love to cry?"

"No, I've never seen her cry."

"Then what's going on, my noodles shouldn't be unpalatable..."

"I find it scary too."

After Qi Ziling finished speaking, she suddenly smiled.

"why are you laughing?"

"I'm laughing. If I knew this earlier, I should have learned to cook earlier. Maybe my relationship with her would be better."

"It's not too late now."

Yun Yun also said with a smile.

"Yeah. We still have a lifetime, it's never too late."

Qi Ziling looked at the door of the ward indifferently and said.

Perhaps, as long as she doesn't tell the mood of the lady in the ward, no one can guess.

But things keep getting better.

The pain that has been suffered will always heal, and healing is a thing that is good for everyone.

Yun Yun thought, maybe this is life, it is always changing, but there are many, many things that remain the same.

Being able to be content with changes while maintaining the same sincerity, this is the best life she can think of.

Besides, she always has the actress by her side.

No one can shake her love for the actress.

No one can shake the Queen's love for her.

They have gone through countless sweet moments hand in hand, and they will go to more and farther happy futures together.

"Qi Ziling..."

"Ok?"

"I love you."

"Me too."

end

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Thank you for accompanying me through such a long time, accompanying Zizi and Yunyun to describe the territory of their stories bit by bit.

I love this story, and all the characters in it, they could have been cuter, but I didn't write it well...hope the characters don't rush out and hit me.

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