Jalang

"Who told you to add noodles to the custard?"

In the early morning, Wen Che was trying his best to put the noodles into the egg bowl in the stove room filled with smoke.

He turned his head and saw the man leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed, looking at the bowl in front of him with raised eyebrows.

Wen Che and Zaofang, these are two places that have nothing to do with each other, and there is no way for him to associate them with existence.

But Wen Che was right here, still beating his eggs clumsily.

Shaking his head helplessly, Wei Gongqing took the bowl over, Wen Che only put in a little flour, the eggs were still sticky, but one can imagine the result.

This directly proves why the bowl of custard he ate that day was terrible.

Nobody adds flour to custard.

Moreover, Wen Che has only a little water in it.

Seeing this, Wei Gongqing began to sympathize with himself, and he even ate the whole bowl of custard.

Rubbing his stomach again, it seems that his body has really improved, and he didn't suffer from vomiting or diarrhea after eating this kind of food.

"Then what should we do?" Seeing that he didn't feel unnatural at all, Wen Che didn't think so, so he simply stood aside and gave up his position to Wei Gongqing.

Taking another bowl, Wei Gongqing stretched out his hand, "Eggs."

The latter handed it over quickly.

Then Wen Che saw that the eggs were beaten skillfully, water was added, some oil and green onions were added, and he put the bowl into the pot.

"This is the end?"

"Otherwise?" A bowl of egg custard, how much he was going to add to it.

Wen Che looked away, he thought there were a lot of things to put...

So simple.

"Who taught you this?" He wondered, why would there be such unpalatable things for sale in the world, and that kind of shop wouldn't last long at all. It turned out that the shop's signboard was here, but he didn't know that Wen Che's craftsmanship was Where did you learn it, why is it so rough.

"Nobody taught me." Wen Che replied naturally, he was self-taught.

Looking at the man beside him in astonishment, Wei Gongqing closed his mouth for a long time. People have all kinds of talents, but Wen Che has absolutely no accomplishments in cooking.

No one has taught it, so it should be a little common sense...

but……

"You have been tossing and tossing for so long, and this is the only result?" Wei Gongqing knew it because of Xiao Hei's 'informant'.

Not only the custard, but also farming.

Wen Che didn't know whether it was a whim or something, but one day he suddenly asked them to study how to farm.

This kind of thing is completely incomprehensible, and even a few of them do not understand.

So, in the twelfth lunar month of winter, these people took their hoes to the back garden to open up wasteland, but no matter what they did, it was not right, and this was not the same as the cultivated land in my impression...

They were working hard on agriculture, and Wen Che started to tinker with his cooking.

The reason why the bowl of custard can only be eaten by Gongqing is because it is the result of Wen Che's painstaking cultivation.

He was finally able to get the food out of his hands.

But he was rejected by Wei Gongqing.

Wen Che felt that this thing was similar to the ones he had seen before, but Gongqing's dislike only proved that he didn't like egg custard, so there were horrible noodles the next day.

Only Gongqing gave up on Wen Che's cooking level.

This place is definitely not suitable for Wen Che.

"Forget about this kind of thing, you can't do it."

However, Gongqing's merciless words did not hurt or disappoint Wen Che. The man turned his gaze to the side without responding.

Wei Gongqing knew exactly what Wen Che was up to.

He neither denied nor argued, no matter what Wei Gongqing said, Wen Che would not change his mind.

This guy is used to getting his own way.

"Wen Che, I know why you do this." Whether it's cooking breakfast or farming, he said in the past, he wants to live an easier life, everything is gone, and they can only rely on themselves, but Gongqing will not go He asked Wen Che if he could do these things.Wen Che now answered him with actions, he won't, but he can try.

anything.

As long as Wei Gongqing thinks.

Wei Gongqing said that he doesn't understand feelings, real liking is not imposing restraint, but thinking of the other party.

In fact, Wen Che didn't want to understand, after understanding, he had to learn to give up and let go.

"It's scary how stubborn you are."

Hearing what Xiao Hei said, maybe Wen Che's actions could not be understood by others, just like Bai, she didn't understand the meaning of what Wen Che did. How good it is, but Gongqing can't see it, and even if he sees it, it's useless.

If he wants to eat, he can buy it anywhere, and Wen Che can get what he needs, so why do he have to do it himself.

Bai didn't understand.

Wen Che just wanted to be nice to him, even if it was a small thing, even if it was an unintentional remark, Wen Che could make it come true.

That Wen Che who only knows how to impose his own ideas on others now knows how to treat others well, but his method is very clumsy.

The fire was burning, the sound of boiling hot water echoed in my ears, and the aroma of custard permeated the air. This was a smell that Wen Che couldn't make no matter how hard he tried.

It's that simple, he used countless procedures and finally failed.

"Wen Che, I'm not Wei Jiuhuai."

Wei Gongqing said this many times, and when he mentioned it again, the heavy feeling only increased.

Wen Che's hard work and flattery are for Wei Jiuhuai, he loves that person very much, but this love cannot be transferred to others.

Bai said he was a stand-in, but Gongqing admitted that he never felt that he had any sense of superiority, and he never thought of using this to achieve any purpose. He wanted Wen to be clear.

"So, no matter what you do, he won't feel it anymore."

Hearing that the fire was still alive and the custard was cooked, Wei Gongqing took the pot down, and a gust of hot air rushed towards his face, making people feel suffocating and dull. He frowned and covered the stove, as if the iron ring When there was a bang, he said...

"Don't waste your time on me..."

People have seven emotions and six desires, and are emotional animals.

Wei Gongqing used to put his feelings aside, but after he met Shixiu and Chonghua, he got in touch and couldn't change it.

Become the indifferent self of the past.

He hated Wen Che to the core, but felt pitiful for this man.

Wen Che's request was actually very simple, even humble.

Sometimes, remembering that because of every small action I made, I was so excited by that man, or a simple answer can drive Wen Che crazy.

His every move affects him, which makes him unable to ignore it.

He taught Wen Che a lesson, but this lesson was also filled with emotion.

At the beginning, he found Wenche's weakness and used it, but after he saw the crazy man at the tea stand, when he said the sentence to go back, Wei Gongqing wanted to hug him and follow him.

Wen Che was afraid.

His fear makes people feel distressed.

During the long time of getting along, he felt a little different towards Wen Che, at least the hatred was gone, and it became another emotion.

Unknowingly, Wen Che became a reliance.

It was as if he was hiding in this body, protecting him in a critical moment.

Now too.

He had the feeling that as long as he was tired, the man would be behind him as soon as he turned his head.

Wen Che can reassure him that he belongs to him unconditionally.

Let him be willful, angry, and make trouble for no reason.

It's a habit, really a habit.

Things that come naturally and don't notice at all.

Wen Che is willing to do this, but what can he get...

He gets nothing.

He is gone, Wen Che is still alone, when he needs it, Wen Che will still show up...

what is this……

He didn't use Wen Che, but what's the difference between using Wen Che.

He might as well let Wen Che wake up earlier.

Let him see through, see clearly, and he will teach him another lesson.

What Wen Che did was useless, he had other people in his heart, no matter what Wen Che did, it was useless.

The person he was waiting for was not him.

"You are not suitable for this kind of thing. You can find a cook or ask them to learn. Don't waste your energy here in the future. You can eat this and feel the difference between us."

Taking the custard out of the pot, Wei Gongqing smiled easily, and pushed the custard in front of Wen Che, motioning him to try his handicraft.

"I've been here for too long, I should be jumping like crazy over there, I won't bother you, I'm going back."

He was about to go out, but as soon as he turned around, he was pulled back.

Wen Che hugged him.

Three days, the first hug.