[Chen Qingling] The old man sighs

The sky is clear, the clouds are brilliant, it is a good day.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Lan Wangji returned to the quiet room after morning class with breakfast in hand. As always, he wanted to wake Wei Wuxian up. He opened the curtain to enter the room, his eyes froze.

The bed was empty, and there was no one there.

Lan Wangji put the breakfast on the table, turned around to look for it, searched half a cloud deep and couldn't find him anywhere, Lan Wangji frowned slightly, and the knuckles holding Bichen turned slightly white.

A cultivator in front came towards him, and when he saw the person, he bowed and saluted: "Hanguang-jun."

Lan Wangji nodded slightly.

"Hanguang-jun is looking for Mr. Wei?" Seeing Lan Wangji's appearance, the monk hesitated several times, and finally said, "Mr. Wei went to the kitchen early in the morning, and he is probably still there now."

Lan Wangji: "The kitchen?"

The monk remembered something, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Mr. Wei was stimulated by something, and drove everyone out of the kitchen. And the sound of porcelain being smashed kept coming from the room."

After Lan Wangji finished listening, he thanked him and strode towards the kitchen.

When he got to the kitchen, Wei WuXian was working on something with his back turned to him, his black hair was tangled up with a red headband, swaying with his movements.When Xu Shi heard the commotion, he didn't turn his head back, but just waved his hands and said, "Oh, didn't I tell you all, come in after I'm done. Hurry up and get out, get out, I can't tear down your kitchen."

Lan Wangji didn't move, just looked at him quietly.

While Wei Wuxian was talking, his hands were not idle, he picked up the chili powder beside him and just added it to Li as if he didn't want money.He paused for a while, but didn't hear any movement from the person behind him. He tilted his head slightly and looked over.

"Ah!" Seeing the person behind him, Wei Wuxian was shocked, and hurriedly hid the things in his hands behind him, "Lan, Lan Zhan, why are you here? Why did your class end early today?"

I saw that his face and hair were all covered with white powder, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

Lan Wangji looked at her, "Wei Ying, what are you doing?"

"Me?" Wei Wuxian laughed a few times, "I'm hungry, so I came to the kitchen to find something to eat. Hahahaha!"

Lan Wangji obviously didn't believe his words, didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Wei Wuxian couldn't bear the look in his eyes, and after a while, he sighed as if admitting defeat, and handed over the hidden things, "Oh, I wanted to give you a surprise, Lan Zhan, why did you come back so early! "

He was holding a mahogany plate in his hand, and there were a few pieces of ugly dough in the plate, and the embryonic form of the moon cake could be vaguely seen.

Lan Wangji's brows twitched involuntarily, and he was stunned for a while before saying, "You don't have to do it yourself."

"Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, don't I want to make it for you myself?" Wei Wuxian put down the wooden tray, grabbed Lan Wangji's sleeve, and happily showed Lan Wangji his achievements.

He pointed to one of the most handsome white and blue mooncakes and said, "Lan Zhan, look at this, have you seen it?"

Lan Wangji nodded and listened to him.

Wei Wuxian: "This, this is what I specially prepared for you. It's stuffed with sweet-scented osmanthus, I guarantee you like it."

Lan Wangji: "Yes."

He pointed to a piece of red mooncake next to him, and said happily, "This is mine. Lan Zhan, you definitely don't like it. This one tastes like Tianzixiao. Hahahaha."

Lan Wangji glanced at him, pointed to the other mooncakes that could be considered crooked, and humbly asked for advice: "What about these?"

Wei Wuxian said very proudly: "These are more powerful. There are pepper flavors, mustard flavors, and ginger flavors..."

Lan Wangji: "..."

Wei Wuxian said again: "I specially prepared it for Si Zhui, Jin Ling Jingyi and the others, they must be so happy."

Lan Wangji: "..."

"Lan Zhan, tell the people in your kitchen that there is no need to prepare mooncakes. We will eat these when we watch the moon at night."

"it is good."

The moonlight is very good tonight, illuminating the sky as if it were daytime.

The juniors were not as happy as they had imagined, and they all had bitter faces.

Sitting under the moon, Wei Wuxian leaned against Lan Wangji, shaking his hands and said, "Kids, be happy, what are you doing, you're all laughing."

Lan Jingyi yelled from the side: "You're still laughing, it's fine if you don't cry, I'm afraid we won't see the sun tomorrow."

Lan Sizhui looked at the mooncake in front of him, and asked unwillingly, "Mr. Hanguang, do we have to eat it?"

Lan Wangji nodded.

Lan Sizhui closed his eyes, picked up one of the mooncakes, and stuffed the mooncake into his mouth like he would die generously.Jin Ling looked at him from one side, his face twisted slightly, and he touched his neck.He was also afraid that he might not see the sun tomorrow.

Uncle, where are you, come and save me.

After a while, seeing Lan Sizhui eating with difficulty, Jin Ling hurriedly asked, "How do you feel?"

Lan Sizhui Meng choked a few mouthfuls, grabbed a teacup beside him, and took a few mouthfuls, his lips flushed hot, and said in a warm voice, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that there's a little too much chili."

"Is it so unpalatable?" Wei Wuxian saw the expressions of the juniors, "What kind of trouble do you heroes usually do when they die?"

Lan Jingyi first secretly glanced at Lan Wangji, and muttered dissatisfied in a low voice, "Hmph, are you making food for people to eat?"

Wei Wuxian retorted: "Why is it not eaten by humans? If you don't believe me, please let Hanguang-jun eat it for you." He tilted his head and said with a smile, "Lan Zhan, try it."

Lan Wangji hummed lightly, grabbed the sleeve with one hand and picked up a piece, leaving a half-circle gap on the mooncake without changing his face.

Wei Wuxian looked at him expectantly, "How does it taste?"

After chewing, Lan Wangji wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief until there was nothing left in his mouth, and then said, "It tastes good."

After getting the answer, Wei Wuxian laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up, pointed at the juniors and said, "You heard me, boys, Hanguang-jun said that the taste is still good, why don't you eat mooncakes soon."

The faces of the juniors were distorted, life would be worse than death.They all understood that no matter what Wei Wuxian did, Hanguang-Jun would never say a word to criticize him.

They missed the rigid and strict Lan Qiren a little bit, and they all shouted in their hearts, "Sir, when will you sober up?"

They were right, no matter how unpalatable Wei Wuxian’s mooncakes were, Lan Wangji would eat them without changing his face.But what they didn't know was that Hanguang-jun's mooncake was really delicious.

Because Wei Wuxian did a lot of experiments and changed a lot of flavors, and the one that was specially reserved was the tastiest.