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Sure enough, as the old Chinese doctor said, not long after the young master entered the house, when the medicine took effect, people vomited up and down, all the spit out was black water, and half of the blood color disappeared immediately, which made Zhuang Yan's heart ache to death.

Half an hour later, the young master finally vomited out the contents of his stomach, and lay dying on the bed, fearing that Zhuang Yan would be sad, so he calmly comforted him, "Brother, don't be sad, the stomach pain is gone."

The solemn big hands rubbed his stomach with warmth, and he leaned over and kissed the corner of the young master's eyes, "I will always protect you from now on."

The young master hummed with a pale face, rolled his dark eyes, and said, "You make me candied haws, and I will be ready tomorrow."

Zhuang Yan pinched his soft cheek, and said dotingly, "It's all like this, remember to eat, oh, wait, I'll make it for you."

The young master took his arm and licked his lips, "I want to see how you do it, don't worry, I'll just watch from the side and don't talk."

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"Yes, what should I do with you?" Zhuang Yan first took a big chair and put it in the kitchen, cushioned it softly, and then went back to hug him.

The young master leaned on it, resting his elbows on the armrest, resting his chin on his palm, and asked curiously: "Brother, what did you do before?"

Zhuang Yan threw the picked hawthorn and other red, green and green edible wild fruits into the basin, washed them clean, and strung them beautifully with bamboo sticks. He tilted his head and asked, "Does it look good?"

"It looks good!" The young master's eyes lit up a little, he still remembered the question just now, he knew too little about Zhuang Yan, so he really wanted to know.

Then skillfully lit the fire to boil the water, and knocked in large chunks of rock sugar, and after a while, a sweet fragrance came out, and a beautiful sugar flower came out from the pot, solemnly picked it out with two chopsticks, Then dip it into the cold water, and when it is handed to the young master, it will become a butterfly.

It is crystal clear, golden yellow, imprinted with sparks from the stove, like a rebirth from Nirvana, about to flap its wings and fly, the young master bit it, and the sweet taste blew out in his mouth, saying: "Hey, I don't want you to fly!" gone."

Majestic hooked his lips, sprinkled a spoonful of sesame seeds into the pot, waited for the sweet taste to reach a higher level, held the skewers of candied haws in his hand, scooped up the syrup in the pot and poured it on, and the sound of barking was special Nice to hear.

Finally, wait for a few minutes until the candied haws are completely cool. The young master got one before going to bed, and nimbly licked the big candy on the back with his tongue. As long as Zhuang Yan didn't pay attention, he would secretly bite the fruit inside.

Crunchy and sweet, it crumbles in the mouth.

When Zhuang Yan saw it, he immediately opened his mouth to prove his innocence, "I didn't steal it."

I didn't eat it, I just bit off the hawthorn skin.

When he was sleeping, Zhuang Yan wanted to take away his candied haws, but the young master quit and pretended to eat one, "I'll just take a bite, I have a small mouth, I'll only drop one, I swear, really real!"

"The doctor said you can't eat today!" Zhuang Yan raised his hands high.

The young master folded his arms, turned his face to one side, and angrily said to him, "Brother, you are a cheapskate!"

Yan Yan coaxed him with a smile, "Where am I being stingy?"

The young master snorted and pushed him away. He didn't know where he learned it, and pointed at him with a pink finger, "You are not allowed to sleep with me today." After speaking, seeing the sad face made by Zhuang Yan, his heart ached She gave him her own pillow, "It smells like me, hold it."

Seeing that the little ancestor was angry, Zhuang Yan was not afraid of the sky or the earth, but he had no choice but to be willing to carry it in his hands.

Solemnly poked his bulging cheek, gave this person all his tenderness, and said in compromise: "All right, but I can only eat one."

As he said that, he put the candied haws down and placed it near the young master's mouth. The young master's eyelids moved, and he wanted to open his small mouth. His red lips and teeth looked so charming. Chewing, and then stretched out his arms to hug Zhuang Yan, "You must sleep with me."

Zhuang Yan protected him in his arms, pulled the quilt, and then sighed, "Little ancestor, are you here to steal my life?"

The young master was like a little mouse, lying on his body and eating a candied haws. After swallowing it very reluctantly, he continued to ask questions in the kitchen, "Brother, what did you do before, chef?"

In fact, when the young master asked, Zhuang Yan was thinking of how to tell him, fearing that he would scare him and alienate him, so now he hugged him in his arms with incomparable heart, kissed the top of the young master's head, and said three words Character.

"Murderer."