Feng Xue

Chu Xue really didn't care about business all afternoon, he touched fish rarely, and searched for the recipe of tiramisu on the computer.He has never made tiramisu before. This search finally gave him a general understanding of the ingredients needed for this dessert. Considering that he had to experiment several times before serving Feng Yan, especially tiramisu had to be made a day in advance. Okay, there was not much time left, so he immediately placed an order for finger biscuits and mascarpone cheese. In addition, he also found a square mold, which was exactly the size of four finger biscuits.

After get off work, Feng Lin got up as usual, took his bag and lunch box for him, and escorted Chu Xue to take the elevator downstairs. As expected, Feng Yan was already waiting downstairs.

Now it is the season of winter, and the twilight is sinking quickly, but the lights in the hall downstairs are bright, just like daytime, when the elevator door is opened suddenly, Feng Yan's eyebrows and eyes are reflected in the eyes of everyone inside, Feng Lin can't help but think again in her heart With admiration, Chu Xue's heart trembled when she met Shang Fengyan's eyes. The sweet and sour pork tenderloin was like a clue to pass the level. It was connected with the details that he had ignored in the past. The edge of the mouth was finally pressed back by him.

He pretended to be calm and restrained, watched Feng Lin greet Feng Yan, and handed over all the things that belonged to him to Feng Yan.When Feng Yan faced Feng Lin, besides being polite and courteous, he also showed a trace of friendliness and gratitude. Although he never smiled much, his speech and behavior were appropriate, like spring breeze like drinking water, and even more like a modest gentleman. It was obvious that Feng Lin was very happy. Because of this, she smiled all over her face, forming a stark contrast with Feng Yan.Chu Xue wanted to remind her to pay attention to her image, but Feng Lin waved goodbye to them before he could speak.

"Let's go." Feng Yan only smiled slightly when facing Chu Xue alone. Chu Xue hadn't noticed this before, but now that once he found out, his heart would thump quietly again. With a sound, he bowed his head and walked a few steps quickly. There were still people coming downstairs in the elevator. He didn't want Feng Yan to stay here for a long time, and Feng Yan's smile was so warm. He just wanted to put it away quickly so that no one else could see it. .

"Go slowly, don't worry." Helplessly, Feng Yan was unaware of his small thoughts, and caught up with him.

Chu Xue slowed down according to the words, and in his confusion, he casually searched for a sentence and said, "How was the rehearsal today?"

Feng Yan suddenly remembered the scene of their reunion, and he asked Chu Xue cautiously: "That day...were you going to come to the show?"

"Ah." Chu Xue was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously said: "The ticket was given by someone from your theater troupe, and a colleague of mine went to see it."

Feng Yan didn't ask any more questions. Chu Xue accompanied him to watch Yun Chan's stage play many times. Every time, Chu Xue managed to get the tickets. Taking the opportunity to ask himself a kiss, he clearly remembered that Chu Xue's lips were always sweet, with the fragrance of oranges.

Later, when he entered Yunchan, he hoped that Chu Xue would come to see her, but also felt that Chu Xue would never show up. He knew very well that Yunchan was his dream, but it might be the deepest barrier between him and Chu Xue. He kept ignoring it because of his dream. Chu Xue, Chu Xue's every disappointment and tantrum annoyed him at the time, but when Chu Xue really disappeared and was nowhere to be found, he was full of guilt when he thought of it again, Chu Xue took such heart and soul, but he did it all the time. What happened?Even verbal comfort was stingy, leaving Chu Xue only sad.

Yun Chan's conversation came to an abrupt end, Chu Xue was annoyed because she accidentally touched her restricted area, Feng Yan was probing on purpose, and the result was just as he thought.And in the past, Chu Xue accompanied him to see it, it was because of his favor, not what Chu Xue wanted, but the past has passed, and there is no way to repeat it, so he can only start from this moment, hoping that he can do everything like Chu Xue As he wished, he would give whatever Chu Xue wanted, for fear that Chu Xue would never ask him again.

The drive was not long, and there was no talking all the way, until he unlocked the door and entered the house, Feng Yan said: "I made white-cut chicken, and the dipping sauce you made last time was very delicious, can you tell me how to make it?"

"Oh, okay." Chu Xue realized that what Feng Yan was talking about was the dipping sauce for the earliest fried dumplings.

Seeing that Chu Xue seemed to be back to normal, Feng Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.He is not afraid of being slow, but he doesn't want Chu Xue to be sad anymore. He also knows that his appearance will inevitably remind Chu Xue of the sad past. He wants to make up for it five years later, even if it can't make up for the past. It would be great if Xue's knots or guards were opened up a little bit.

Fortunately, food seems to be able to adjust everything between them, including worries and those undiscussed pasts. Although it seems to have retreated to a safe distance, the close connection between food and life is not a new start. Chai, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea are the basics of home life. , if the pace can be harmonious, where will there be disputes in the future?

It is said that life is trivial, if two people live together, one of them will be more tired and take more responsibility, but only those who really understand life can get a glimpse of the secrets from these trivial things, that is the endless fun inside, such as ingredients It is ever-changing, such as the peace of mind of guarding the pot, such as the satisfaction of a full stomach after hand-made cooking, such as the mere orderliness of tidying up, and the anticipation of the next consummation after tidying up everything.

Feng Yan and Chu Xue are undoubtedly the two who have seen through the secret. They put the tender chicken on the plate amidst the aroma of the seasoning, poured the broth into the soup pot and boiled it again, then added the washed vegetables and stewed for a while. , Feng Yan saw Chu Xue's kneading ability with his own eyes, and now the small table for typing and eating has become the birthplace of hand-rolled noodles. Chu Xue rolled the dough thin and round, covering the entire small table, This made Feng Yan very much want to provide Chu Xue with a bigger operating table, but even if the environment is limited, Chu Xue can still easily control the amount of dough, so that he will not be limited because of too many reasons, but It is just enough to roll out the dough and roll it thin, then roll it up and cut it, then sprinkle with hand flour, and shake it out to be a strong hand-rolled noodle.

Feng Yan has already boiled another large pot of water. Most of the steam from the two pots was sucked away by the range hood, and a small part slipped out. It can also warm the kitchen and even the small living room. of.They boiled the noodles, put them in cold water when they were cooked, and then poured them into the soup pot. After a while, the noodles came out of the pot, accompanied by delicious broth and well-cooked vegetables, and each person had a hot spring egg, served with a A simple and nutritious dinner is ready with a plate of white-cut chicken.

If it wasn't for Chu Xue's habit of kneading noodles quickly and quickly, it would be more convenient to buy ready-made ones, but once you can do some things by yourself, the feeling will be different from buying them now, just like Feng Yan's taste of eating noodles at this time, Even though he didn't make it, it doesn't prevent him from being full of pride and satisfaction. The chewiness of the noodles is really excellent. Feng Yan, who has eaten the pasta made by Chu Xue many times, was once again amazed. He looked at Chu Xue , Seeing that Chu Xue was burying her head in eating noodles so hot that the tip of her nose was dripping with sweat, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand to wipe him gently.