chance world

"Okay, I'm sorry!" I followed the waiter to the back kitchen, and the chefs in the back kitchen really turned off the stove and were preparing to eat. The waiter explained Ding Qiyu's purpose, and the chefs shook their heads. They really didn't prepare anything easy to digest and light for the evening. of eating.

Ding Qiyu looked around, the staple food besides rice and dry steamed buns was flatbread, it looked so dry that he couldn't swallow it.Frustrated, she looked at the stove in the back kitchen and thought for a moment, then asked, "Then can I borrow your stove to make some by myself? I will clean up everything after I use it up." Although she doesn't know much about it, but I still want to try, even if I fail.

The post-cooks were quite generous, and readily accepted Ding Qiyu's request. One of the older fat chefs held his job bowl and looked at Ding Qiyu for a while, and saw that she was elegant and well-dressed. Such a son still needs to cook at home?Can't help wondering: "Young master can cook porridge?"

"Eh..." This was the point of the question, and Ding Qiyu didn't know how to answer the question, so he could only sigh and tell the truth, "Hey...to tell the truth, no, not very good, I cooked a meal under the guidance of others , I haven’t cooked the porridge... But my friends are not feeling well, and they didn’t eat much for dinner, so I can only try if I don’t.”

The fat master laughed and said, "Master is really a righteous person, so how about it, you wait for me to finish eating, and I will cook for you."

Ding Qiyu has the nerve to cause so much trouble for others: "No need, I am proficient in making fire and so on. If you don't mind the trouble, just guide me on what to do!"

"Haha, okay, then you do it, I'll watch." The fat master dragged a low stool and sat down on the side of the stove, and began to instruct Ding Qiyu to cook the porridge.

With the patient guidance of the "expert", Ding Qiyu successfully cooked the first pot of porridge in his life, and it was not white rice porridge. Ding Qiyu asked the fat master for advice, and added some minced meat, shiitake mushrooms, chopped green vegetables and light seasonings.Standing on the edge of the stove and looking at the white mist overflowing from the pot cover, Ding Qiyu was a little lost in thought. Thinking of the experience when Lian Er taught her how to cook, a smile could not help but the corners of his mouth. What will you be doing?It's been almost half a month since I left, has that little crybaby ever secretly cried?

At this moment in Ding Qiyu's house in Xingcheng, Aunt He and Lian'er were sitting in the main hall and talking. Ding Qiyu didn't come home every day arguing for dinner, and their dinner time was postponed a little, and now they just had dinner.

Aunt He couldn't figure it out. When Ayu didn't join the family, their mother and daughter lived together like this. How come they feel so deserted and unaccustomed to the state of mother and daughter living together now...Look at Aunt He sighed secretly in front of the daughter who was completely distracted, Lian'er was in deep trouble, since the day A Yu left, Lian'er has been haunted all day long, this kind of lovesickness The strong affection made Aunt He worry about it, if A Yu didn't have such feelings for her, how would she deal with herself...

"Lian'er, Lian'er?" Aunt He called a few times, trying to pull back Lian'er who was wandering in the sky.

"Hmm, um? What's the matter, Niang?" Lian Er was thinking whether Ah Yu and the others arrived at the academy safely, whether the food on the way was suitable, and whether Ah Yu would not be full, when she heard Ah Niang calling her name , quickly answered.

"Hey..." Aunt He sighed and held Lian'er's hand with both hands, "Before some things are settled, don't get too involved, you know? My heart hurts seeing you like this."

Lian Er understood what A Niang meant, and was startled. It turned out that A Niang already knew... She squeezed out a smile to reassure Aunt He: "Mother, my daughter understands, don't worry..." What A Niang said is that she is I understand, but I have already given my sincerity, Lian'er doesn't know how to take it back, and never thought of taking it back.If...she really can't be with Ayu, if that dream is just a dream after all, it is enough for her to just stay by Ayu's side all the time.

When Aunt He saw this, she knew that she could not persuade the child to turn her head back, and she only hoped that she would get what she wanted and be happy... The two of them had no intention of talking anymore, and went back to their rooms.Lian'er lay on the bed, wrapped herself in a thick quilt, recalling Ayu's smell and Ayu's temperature.The scene of the night before Ding Qiyu's departure clearly came to mind, making her wrap herself even tighter.In fact, from the moment Lian'er indulged herself in Ding Qiyu's arms, she had already made up her mind to give her whole life to A Yu. She, He Lian'er, would only be Ding Qiyu's person in this life, and she would never change until death.

Here Ding Qiyu just finished cooking the porridge, and asked the masters for several dishes of pickles in different styles. He divided the porridge and vegetables into three portions, quickly cleaned up the battlefield, thanked the fat master sincerely, and put it on the tray. upstairs.Going to Lu Weixi's door first, seeing that the lamp was still burning inside, and a little conversation could be heard vaguely, Ding Qiyu heaved a sigh of relief, and finally finished it before they rested, fixed the tray with one hand, and tapped the room with the other hand. Door.

The talking in the room stopped, and after a while, Qing'er's voice came from the door: "Who is it?"

Ding Qiyu replied honestly: "It's me, Ding Qiyu."

The door was opened from the inside, and the doubts on Qing'er's face turned into surprise after seeing what Ding Qiyu was holding.At this time, Lu Weixi also walked over from the inside. Ding Qiyu entered the room with his things, and said to the two of them, "Well, you didn't eat much at dinner, so you must be hungry, so you cooked some porridge."

Lu Weixi grasped the key words at once, widened her beautiful eyes and asked in surprise, "Did you cook it?"

Ding Qiyu put down the two divided portions, met Lu Weixi's eyes, and admitted with a little embarrassment: "Um, that's right, there is no light food prepared at the post station at night. This is the first time I make it. If it doesn't taste good, don't eat it." No wonder, try to warm your stomach."

That sense of happiness and warmth welled up in her heart again, Lu Weixi smiled softly, her eyes seemed to have more emotion than before, her fair face was slightly flushed, and she said softly to Ding Qiyu with a bit of shyness: " Thanks…"

Weixi is beautiful in itself, and the shy and soft smile at this moment is even more heart-wrenching. Ding Qiyu suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and returned a cheerful smile: "It's okay, it's just a little effort, Weixi just don't think it's unpalatable. Lah!" Then he picked up the remaining portion, "I have to take it for Brother Weiming too, so I'm leaving first, you guys have some porridge and rest early, and you'll have to get up early tomorrow!"

Seeing that there was only one serving of food on the tray in her hand, Lu Weixi quickly asked, "There's only one serving, don't you want to eat it yourself?"

Ding Qiyu shook his head, patted his stomach with one free hand and joked: "I'm full for dinner, I feel like I killed all the big fish and meat on the table at night, if I eat here again, I'm going to explode." After finishing speaking, he took his things and said goodbye and went back to the room.

As soon as Ding Qiyu left, Lu Weixi sat down at the table, and Qing'er stood aside and opened the small porridge cup in front of Lu Weixi, and poured the porridge into the small bowl Ding Qiyu had prepared, and a warm aroma instantly wafted out of the air, making it impossible to sleep at night. Qing'er, who was full, was full of greed, and after filling it for her lady, she hurriedly sat in front of her share, scooped up a bowl, took a deep breath of the aroma while holding it, let out a sigh of admiration, and did not forget to tease Her lady said: "Young Master Ding is really caring. He is really caring to you, Miss!" Qing'er was completely convinced by Ding Qiyu's caring this time. She grew up with Lu Weixi since she was a child. She said she was a master and servant but she was better than a sister. Although she was teasing her young lady, she was actually happy that her young lady could meet such a sincere person.

Lu Weixi has been teased by Qing'er so many times, but she still has no immunity to the topic of Ding Qiyu. Listening to Qing'er's words, although her heart is sweet, she still can't hold back, so she can only refute with a blushing face: " Don't you have it too? Why call it, call it caring for me..."

Qing'er has caught the weakness of her young lady's thin skin when she meets Mr. Ding, and she can provoke Lu Weixi's shy and timid expression every time, which has been tried and tested repeatedly.Qing'er was overjoyed in her heart, but she held her own and didn't say any more, fearing that she would really make the young lady angry, she just whispered: "Qing'er is following the young lady's bliss!" Then she began to enjoy the supper comfortably. Come.

"The greasy meal at night was not full at all, and I almost starved to death." Qing'er held the small bowl and blew it, and drank it directly, without using a spoon, took a sip, and praised Lu Weixi with bright eyes, " Wow, is this really the first time Mr. Ding has done it?! This is the first time you have such a level, miss, you can urge Mr. Ding to learn cooking, he is so talented, you will be lucky in the future, miss!" This sentence If the words were heard by Ding Qiyu next door, she would cry to death. It's not that she is talented, but that the fat master's "fool teaching" is effective...

Lu Weixi didn't want to answer Qing'er's joke, so she silently scooped up a little porridge with a small spoon and put it into her mouth. She felt that it was very fragrant and tasted very good. The warm porridge not only warmed the stomach, but also warmed the heart, making Lu Weixi feel that the porridge was hers. The best porridge I've ever tasted, and what is contained in this small bowl is clearly Qi Yu's caring care for her.

And Ding Qiyu had just left Lu Weixi's room, and when he returned to his own room, he found Lu Weiming still curled up on the bed, and just after putting down the food, Lu Weiming said, "Did brother Yu just go out for a stroll?" His voice couldn't hide his haggardness.

Ding Qiyu replied: "I see that you didn't eat much at night, so you went to cook some porridge. Get up and drink some. You have been seasick and vomited a lot. Nuannuan stomach will feel better."

"Huh? Is there porridge?!" Lu Weiming curled up because his stomach was empty and sour, and when he heard that there was porridge, he didn't know where the strength came from, so he ran off the bed in two or three.

Seeing the porridge cup and side dishes on the table, Lu Weiming said pleasantly, "Brother Yu, did you cook it?"

"Hehe, yes, drink it quickly, it's the first time I make it, don't blame me if it doesn't taste good!" Ding Qiyu nodded affirmatively.

Lu Weiming was moved for a while, patted Ding Qiyu on the shoulder and said, "Good brother!" He sat down cheerfully and prepared to eat, looking at the tray with only a small bowl on it, he wondered, "What about you? You don't want to eat?"

Ding Qiyu waved his hand at him: "I'm already full, and I've already sent it to Weixi, so you just concentrate on filling your own stomach!" Said, sat back on his floppy stomach and closed his eyes repose.