Back to the past to fall in love [system]

Xu Ziran woke up too early, not only did the sky turn pale, even her mother hadn't woken up yet.

Hoping to let her parents sleep longer, she tiptoed downstairs and into the kitchen.

There is also the leftover rice from last night on the stove, and with the mustard in the drawer, it can just cook some porridge.

When Xu Ziran was cooking porridge, the system popped up and said——

[Dear host, it is observed that your breakfast is not enough to supplement the nutrients you need during the day, and it is recommended to increase the proportion of protein and sugar. 】

Seeing this reminder, Xu Ziran couldn't help laughing "chih".

In front of other people, she needs to look like 15-year-old Xu Ziran, but now probably because there are no other people around, her expression tends to be like herself ten years later.

Seeing the 1000-meter task and recommended recipes on the system panel, she couldn't help but muttered, "Like a housekeeper."

She looked at the porridge that was starting to boil in the pot again, with a smile on her face.

She remembered something.

Before graduating from university, Xu Ziran didn't even know how to turn on the gas.

However, after graduating from university, she lived alone in a rented house. She ate her last meal without a second meal, or she ate hazelnuts outside, or chewed instant noodles in the house. For a while, Xu Ziran had her period once every six months, and almost suspected that she was no longer a woman.

At that time, Qiu Yurou, who was returning home from vacation, came to the city where she was to accompany her.

On the first day, Qiu Yurou cleaned up the ingredients in her refrigerator that were about to expire, and then cooked her a bowl of multigrain porridge and stewed a pot of pork rib soup.

The multigrain porridge is soft, glutinous and sweet, and the pork rib soup is soft and delicious.

Xu Ziran was like a starving person who hadn't had enough food for several years, gululu drank the oily soup in one gulp, feeling that he had never eaten such delicious food in his life.

At that time, Qiu Yurou said solemnly: "If you continue like this, you will become malnourished. Now that you have started living alone, why can't you learn how to take care of yourself?"

Xu Ziran looked bewildered.

For more than 20 years, she has learned how to learn how to get along with others and how to never give up, but she has not learned how to take care of herself.

Qiu Yurou taught her how to cook, how to tidy up the room, how to choose ingredients, and helped her make a list of nutritious recipes for a week, telling her to buy according to the above if she was too lazy to choose what to eat.

"If you continue to live like this, you will start to age prematurely before you live to be 30 years old. No matter how much money you make, what's the point?"

Xu Ziran nodded repeatedly, thinking that if anyone in this world could marry Qiu Yurou, it would be a blessing only after eight lifetimes of good deeds.

And on this morning ten years ago, Xu Ziran deftly poured the porridge boiling in the pot into bowls, as if she heard Qiu Yurou say in her ear: "Okay, okay, if you continue to cook, it will turn into porridge. "

The tone of her voice was resentful, like a nagging little housekeeper.

Her smile gradually faded from her face, turning into a sense of melancholy that she couldn't even discover.

No matter whether time goes backwards or forwards, it seems that it will inevitably take something away.

If ten years later, on this morning, would Qiu Yurou knock on the door of her house with breakfast, frowning critically at the change of clothes she piled on the sofa.

So she would eat breakfast, listen to the financial news on the radio, and listen to Qiu Yurou say, "You're going to put these clothes in the washing machine again, right? As I said before, this one needs dry cleaning... ..."

Xu Ziran sighed, she found that she began to miss Qiu Yurou ten years later.

She mixed soy sauce and sesame oil into the porridge, and put some pickled mustard. When she heard the system warning about malnutrition, she had no choice but to dig out a hard-boiled egg from the refrigerator and pick up some leftovers from yesterday. Heap in a bowl.

This time the system finally stopped reminding, Xu Ziran quietly took the bowl, went to the yard and sat on the steps to eat.

It's still cold outside, but the air is fresh and the environment is quiet, which is much better than the smoggy days in a month and a half ten years later.

Xu Ziran heard the chirping of birds, mixed with the sparse sound of the wind, like those gurgling days in memories.

She puffed and drank the porridge, and suddenly felt something. She raised her head and saw a ginger-colored cat squatting on the branch of a magnolia tree with strong branches.

Xu Ziran knew this cat, it was the overlord cat of eight villages in a radius of ten miles, it was as alert as a human being, but three years later, it still died in a car accident.

If a person dies in a car accident, there will be endless fragmented follow-up, but a stray cat who dies in a car accident seems to get nothing other than a sentence of "bad luck" from the driver.

Xu Ziran said to himself: "It's pitiful, life and death depend on life and wealth, but knowing the longevity of such a little thing, it's really sad."

No matter how smart the cat was, it certainly didn't know that Xu Ziran was talking to himself about its fate, so it jumped down from the tree with a "meow", and approached Xu Ziran with its tail upright.

"Meow--"

It barked again, with piercing eyes, staring at the bowl in Xu Ziran's hand.

It naturally has the experience of being a cat, and it probably thinks that a girl of Xu Ziran's age is the easiest to sell cute and get something to eat.

But Xu Ziran was not an ordinary little girl, so she ate everything in the bowl, and after showing the cat that it was empty, she walked into the house with her shoes drooping.

She needs to eat more and go to see Qiu Yurou from ten years ago.

As soon as she entered the house and put the bowl into the sink, she heard footsteps behind her. She turned her head and saw her mother looking at her as if she had seen a ghost, and her whole body froze into a statue.

Xu Ziran felt that the situation was justifiable, so he called out dryly: "Mom."

Xu's mother opened her mouth wide enough to swallow a whole egg: "You——you made breakfast yourself."

Xu Ziran let out a "hmm" and put the water on to wash the dishes.

"What did you eat?" Xu's mother came over to look at the pot and then at the bowl.

Xu Ziran told the truth, Xu's mother stretched out her hand and pressed Xu Ziran's forehead: "Sick?"

Xu Ziran didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I just want to get up early, what's the matter?"

"But you know how to cook?" Mother Xu couldn't figure it out.

"It's just cooking some porridge. For this kind of thing, just look at it." Xu Ziran waved his hands, wiped his hands dry on the apron on the chair, then took his schoolbag and said, "Anyway, I've done it, I Let's go, if Jiaqi comes, you tell her that I have left."

After saying that, regardless of Xu's mother's shocked face, she pushed the bicycle and left.

The air in early spring is cold and cool, with a little damp water vapor.

When Xu Ziran arrived at the school by bicycle, the sun hadn't risen yet, but the sky was no longer as bright as before, and it seemed to be daytime.

Xu Ziran stopped the car and came to the playground, and saw some morning gym students shouting slogans, other than that, he looked all over the playground, but did not see Qiu Yurou.

Although she was a little puzzled, she was not particularly sorry.

After all, she mainly came here to exercise for herself, and secondly came to meet Qiu Yurou by chance.

What's more, since Qiu Yurou later said that she was indeed running, she must have been running. It could only be that she just didn't come today, or she missed the time.

While thinking about it, someone stuttered behind her in surprise, "Xu Xu Ziran? Why are you here?"

Xu Ziran turned around and saw Qiu Yurou walking in the morning light with a towel in her hand. The fluffy hair on her temples was dyed by the rising sun and turned into a hazy halo of light. Walking in, is a fresh, lovely plant.