Farmhouse. Chef. Physician

Zhang's mother has been paying attention to the movement in the wedding room, fearing that something will happen. Now that Ye Jue came out suddenly, she immediately followed, "Is Huaide not feeling well? Shall I call the doctor?"

Ye Jue paused, "Zhang Xiucai is fine, but I see that it is inconvenient for him to eat food, so I plan to make him some light food." He looked at the stove that was not completely extinguished, then looked at the fresh vegetables, and looked for thick food with his hands and feet. Shred the louvers, cut a small piece of salt pork, and pour the leftover chicken broth from earlier into the pot to heat up.

Zhang's mother, Chen Guihua, got angry and nuzui finally said nothing. She must be dissatisfied with Ye Jue, so it's only a pity that she can be satisfied with the Ye family's virtues.

But now seeing Ye Jue serving his son without saying anything, Chen Guihua finally felt a little more at ease, and took care of her son as the person who bought the 50 taels of silver!

"Can you do well?" Chen Guihua asked with concern even though she saw that Ye Jue was doing well.

Ye Jue shredded the thick venetian leaves nimbly, and rolled a few thin slices of bacon with the chicken soup for a while before saying, "Auntie will know after looking at it?" Eat, more nutritious.

In the past, Ye Jue opened a private kitchen, and what he sells depends on his mood. Many people come here because of the taste and matching, which are even more sought after by the upper class.

His Ye family is not waiting for nothing, naturally there is an endless stream of supporters.

Ye Jue is delicious and likes to cook, and his skills are even more top-notch.

Carefully put the dried silk into the pot. It should not be too big, otherwise the dried silk will fall apart; it should not be too small to make it tasteless.

There was a lot of dried soup, Ye Jue put out some noodles after putting out the vegetables, put a handful of green cabbage, and brought it into the room.

Zhang Huaide got married today, although he hadn't been out of the house, but it's late and he's naturally tired.

When I half-closed my eyes, I suddenly smelled a faint fragrance, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a bowl of noodles with green, emerald, and yellow backgrounds, and I had a bit of appetite.

Ye Jue, "Try it?" Although this Yangzhou dried shredded rice is simple, it is rare that the chicken soup is probably boiled by Zhang's mother for a long time. The dried shredded shredded silk is thin, but it is not so thin that it can be broken with a chopstick. , and not greasy.

Zhang Huaide took a sip and his eyes lit up immediately, "It's delicious! I'm afraid that the diners in the town are not as good as your craftsmanship."

Ye Jue was naturally proud of what he heard, and smiled without saying a word. Knowing that Zhang Huaide's hands were weak, he held the bowl for him, and waited for him to eat the bowl of noodles slowly.

There wasn't much food, and Zhang Huaide just took one more bite when he was full. He was a little bit reluctant and felt that it was a waste, so he ate it all.

What Ye Jue wanted was this effect, so he collected the bowls and chopsticks for him, put them aside and sat at the table to eat all the greasy meat!all!wipe out!

Even if the income of the cook is not good, it is meat!There is no oil and water in his stomach!

Ye Jue thought, if this kind of life goes on, it is not impossible.It's just that I seem to have a contract of prostitution to stay in the Zhang family. Although the Zhang family is simple, it is not appropriate to leave hidden dangers after all.

Well, I have to find a way to get it back.Ye Jue, who was full of food and drink, pulled the quilt for Zhang Huai, then rolled to the side and fell asleep on the soft couch.

The next day, Chen Cuihua saw that her son wanted to eat the noodles made by Ye Jue, and the dishes looked good, so she simply asked him to be responsible for Zhang Huaide's three meals.He ran into the room again and asked carefully what happened last night?

Ye Jue held his sharpened toothpick in his mouth and hummed at the door with two breakfasts. This mother is really open-minded.

If his mother knew that her son was gay, she wouldn't beat him... Ye Jue thought about it carefully and thought that his mother might be stopped by the two elders of the family without even picking up the stick~ at most nagging nagging, then persuaded by his grandma, and moaned by his grandpa.

His father has no status at all in his family. He is not close to his father, not loved by his mother, to the point where even his daughter-in-law would despise him.

When I was young, I picked up a cat by myself, and his father finally stood up and called the shots. When he saw the kitten being misbehaved, he put his hips on his hips and scolded him loudly. The rest of the family usually watched the excitement and never stopped him~

After all, it was hard for his father to find a place to vent, to feel a sense of presence, and it was not easy to think about it.

Hey, I really miss home.I don't know if I can go back?

"Zhang Xiucai, are you awake? Try this, I saw the purple rice, so I made you some blood glutinous rice porridge." He ate the leftovers from yesterday, not because he didn't dislike it, but because he was embarrassed to make new ones. meat dishes.

Thinking about it, he pouted and smiled at Chen Guihua.Although the latter didn't give him a good face, after all, the old woman glanced at them kindly and went out.

He put a pillow behind Zhang Huaide, waited on him for breakfast, and ate salty rice cooked with leftovers by himself.I feel quite at ease in my heart, much better than being in the Ye family. Is that the life of a human being in the Ye family?None of them are human!hum!

Zhang Huaide didn't pick up the book right away, but observed Ye Jue carefully, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, if he hadn't been dragged down by himself, how could Ye Jue marry a man instead of a wife even if he was poor?Thinking of this makes me feel guilty.

Thinking about Zhang Huaide's magnanimity in this life, but he was killed by a villain soon and dragged others down, it really shouldn't be.

"Ye Jue, close the door after eating, I have something to tell you." Thinking of this, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

Ye Jue has a childish temper. People who are pampered have this bad habit. He put down his chopsticks and closed the door before leaning over, "Do you want me to talk with you?" stuffy.

Seeing him being so funny again and again, Zhang Huaide sighed bitterly, "I'm afraid my life is not long. Now I live every day. It's just that my parents don't want to face the truth, which drags you down."

When Ye Jue heard this, he didn't care about it and smiled and said, "It's okay, you can be regarded as saving me from fire and water, and the Ye family has never treated me as a human being."

Naturally, Zhang Huaide has heard a lot about the Ye family here, and it is not easy for him to say about other families, "If I... from now on... you can take this deed of sale, my parents are afraid that they will sell the land and leave here. , go to my uncle's house."

Ye Jue was still thinking about how to get back the deed of sale yesterday, but Zhang Huaide offered it with both hands early this morning, and suddenly felt uncomfortable and panicked, looking down at the deed of sale, he knew he would not refuse, but because he did not refuse, he changed his mind. Uncomfortable, "Zhang Xiucai, how do you want me to repay your great kindness?"

"Don't call me Zhang Xiucai, call me Xing'an, my name." Seeing that the boy who was six or seven years younger than himself suddenly felt so depressed, he joked, "Didn't you have a lifetime promise?"

Ye Jue was stunned for a moment and his eyes turned red. The person who caused Zhang Huaide deserves death!

Zhang Huaide is quite talented, but not pedantic. He was admitted as a scholar at a young age. In the future, it will not be difficult to raise people.

"Okay, okay, don't cry." Ye Jue was originally small, but now he is only fifteen years old, and with his small face and big eyes, he looks even younger. If he is well-raised, he may be a heart-warming one.

"Hmph~" qaq feels swollen when his brother comes back?

Ye Jue burst into tears immediately, and his style of painting changed from yesterday.

Zhang Huaide looked helplessly at the fussy little guy on his body, patted his back, picked up a book and read it by himself, based on his past experience with his nephew, it would be fine when he was tired from playing.

Ye Jue had cried enough, nodded his head, and leaned over to read a book together.

Zhang Huaide didn't mind asking, "Do you know how to read?" He was not in good spirits, and couldn't read a lot of books in a day.

"I don't know, can you teach me?" He took a breath and asked, "Is there anything you want to eat at noon?"

"Food you can figure out." Zhang Huaide sat up, and took a book from the side, "Teach me." Ye Jue's cooking skills are much better than his mother's, and the food is also bland.Today's blood glutinous rice porridge is neither sweet nor greasy, just right.

"I used to know a few." Ye Jue looked sideways at the traditional Chinese characters on the book, "The memory is pretty good too, you don't need to waste energy if you teach me a little bit." His family has a bit of power, so it's natural to be a little particular about it. Everyone understands that traditional Chinese characters and brushes are of course no problem, but Ye Jue here doesn't understand, so don't show your tail too much.

Zhang Huaide didn't mind at all, he read the characters one by one, and taught him the strokes, and asked Ye Jue to repeat it in the afternoon, but found that there was no problem at all, and felt a pang of regret.

The Ye family really does not spare talent, if this son has been to school, he is afraid that he will be no worse than himself.

It's a pity that the Ye family gave all the money to the third and fourth idiots. Zhang Huaide had heard in the school that the eldest son of the third room was not capable of success if he was not good at literature. , but also feel that the teacher is not good at teaching.

Sifang's Ye Qianhe was admitted as a Tongsheng, but I haven't seen him admitted as a scholar for more than ten years, but he feels that he is superior, and he really doesn't know what it means.

Zhang Huaide took a sip of tea and looked at Ye Jue, who was seriously reading, thinking, if he went to school with him, maybe they would have known each other a long time ago... Thinking of this makes him a little more regretful.

If he can live well all the time, he will have no regrets if he missed it before, but he doesn't know how long his body can last.

Hey... No matter how open-minded Zhang Huaide is, it will be difficult to let go at this moment.Not parents, just because he knows that his uncle's family is rich, his cousins ​​are filial, and there is no problem in taking care of his parents to enjoy their old age.

But this is not the case for the young man who is suffering. If he is not here, even if his parents don't hate Ye Jue, they will not want to see him again.But the Ye family is an abyss, I'm afraid there will be no good results if he goes back, but where can he go if he doesn't go back?In the past few days, he has raised some meat in his home, and his skin is no longer dark yellow, but a little whiter and tenderer, which is very gratifying to look at.