reborn on the happy hall

There was another light snowfall in Laba this day. It was not the snow particles mixed in the rain, but the snowflakes floating in a serious manner, and it started to fall in broad daylight, and a thin layer was accumulated on the ground in half an afternoon.

Lin Yun stood in front of the window and took a look. He felt that this little snow was really meaningless. The snow on the ground might not even make a snowball.So he shook his head and ignored it, closed the window, turned around and went out to the kitchen.Not long after, a small red clay stove was brought out from inside, and a small pot was also held, which didn't look like it was about to make tea.

In this weather, Xia Han naturally stayed in the room. When Lin Yun came back, she was leaning on the soft bed and reading a book.Hearing the sound of the door opening, he looked up and saw that Lin Yun's hands were empty, so he got up and went out, took the small pot and asked, "What are you doing?"

Lin Yun closed the door smoothly, shutting out the biting cold wind, and then gestured to Xia Han for the pot in her hand: "Look for yourself."

Xia Han suspiciously opened the lid of the pot and took a look, and saw that the glutinous rice, red beans, longan, peanuts and other ingredients were half filled in the pot, and it seemed that they had been washed and soaked.Holding the pot, she became more and more suspicious: "You are..."

Lin Yun had already put the small stove on the side table, which was also vacant. Xia Han likes to cook tea here on weekdays.She put down the small stove, took two pieces of charcoal that was burning hot in the charcoal basin and threw them in, fiddled with it and added two new pieces of charcoal, and then said: "Today Laba, of course I will cook some Laba porridge. "

Xia Han was carrying a pot full of porridge ingredients: "..."

Xia Han felt quite speechless, and looked at Lin Yun several times with that indescribable gaze again—this is a study room, and it is considered an elegant thing to bring a stove to cook tea on weekdays, and it is also feasible to warm up wine, but this is moving What is the operation of cooking porridge from the stove in the study? !It is estimated that only Lin Yun has such a temperament, so he can think of it like this.

But the person she likes, what else can she say about such a trivial matter?It was just a tactful persuasion: "We don't need to cook this porridge ourselves, right? It should be prepared in the kitchen later." Looking at this pot of soaked ingredients, it didn't look like Lin Yun had prepared them in advance.

Lin Yun waved his hand, then took the small pot from Xia Han's hand and put it on the small stove, then took the water Xia Han used to make tea and poured it in, then raised his head and said, "Why do you want to eat something cooked by someone else?" , can I cook it for you? Speaking of which, you have even eaten the meat roasted by my brother, and you have never eaten anything cooked by me, right? "

It is true that Xia Han has never tasted Lin Yun's cooking skills, but she made cakes for him before, but Lin Yun ate them in two or three bites, and did not notice any difference.But having said that, she vaguely remembered some rumors in Beijing back then, saying that Miss Lin's family was clumsy, not only could she not do fine work like embroidery, she couldn't even go to the kitchen.It is said that even the major general who is famous for doting on his sister would not dare to eat the food she cooks...

Thinking of this, Xia Han's eyes became subtle for a moment.

Regardless of whether the rumor was true or not, Xia Han felt that she shouldn't be watching like this!At this time, she no longer cared about the inappropriateness of cooking porridge in the study, so she just said to Lin Yun, "Why don't I come?"

Lin Yun, on the other hand, was full of interest, waved his hands and said, "No, just cook some porridge, it will be ready soon."

Xia Han was a little hesitant to say anything, but in the end she didn't say anything, so she could only watch carefully as she cooked the porridge.Fortunately, cooking porridge is not a troublesome thing at all, so the steps are also very simple. On the premise that the glutinous rice and beans have been soaked, just add water, put it on the fire, and simmer on a low fire.It's not even a big problem if there is more water or less water, it's just the difference between thicker or thinner porridge.

Lin Yun didn't "find another way" to cook porridge. The only difference between her and others was that she put sugar in ahead of time, and it seemed to be a little too much.But it's not a big deal, at least Xia Han was relieved when she saw that she put the sugar on and put the lid on the pot.

Of course, this porridge is to be eaten into one's own stomach, but it cannot be burnt.

So in the following time, Xia Han still looked at the book on the surface, but his eyes always glanced at the porridge pot from time to time.She hadn't turned the pages of the book for a long time, and she was afraid that something would go wrong if she didn't catch it at a glance, and it would be herself who would suffer.

Lin Yun didn't notice Xia Han's cautiousness, but she didn't hide from Lin Yun's eyes when she glanced at the porridge pot from time to time.Lin Yun didn't say anything, and looked at her with a smile, but he was proud in his heart-look, look, my wife is still looking forward to the Laba porridge I cooked, isn't it that she can't even read the book now?It's just that the fire is a little low, and I don't know how long it has to simmer.

Lin Yun rested his chin and looked at the small stove, wanting to add more fire to it.

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When the Laba porridge was cooked, it was almost time for dinner, and a large pot of Laba porridge had already been boiled in the kitchen, which was cooked for all the people in the courtyard.The same beans are cooked in the same way, and I don't know how much difference there will be in eating them.

Lin Yun didn't care about these things. Seeing that the porridge was almost done, she went to the kitchen to fetch porcelain bowls, but only took one.

When she returned to the study, Xia Han had completely dropped the book in her hand, and was holding the lid of the pot to observe the Laba porridge inside—the porridge was a bit thick, but it looked soft and not burnt smell came.If you just added a handful of sugar in advance, it shouldn't matter, right?Although Xia Han doesn't like sweets like many girls.

Seeing her "can't wait" look, Lin Yun couldn't help laughing. Speaking of which, besides herself, this was the first person who was looking forward to what she cooked!

Thinking of this, Lin Yun said, "Ahan, don't worry, the porridge is still hot, and you will have to wait a while before you can eat it."

Xia Han, however, looked at the porcelain bowl and spoon in her hand and was a little absent-minded—she had always known Lin Yun's temperament, although she was a little out of touch, but most of the time she was quite self-aware.Now it's like this, she didn't dare to eat it herself, so she just took a bowl for herself, right?

The more she thought about it, the more uncertain she felt, but it was impossible for her to reject Lin Yun, after all, it was the porridge cooked for her by her sweetheart!

So at the end, when Lin Yun poured out the porridge from the small pot, Xia Han looked at the porridge bowl with complicated and decisive eyes, and even ignored Lin Yun's complaint-like muttering: "There is too little Laba porridge cooked. That's enough for one bowl..."

Before Xia Han caught the wind and cold, Lin Yun and Zang Dong learned to take good care of others. Since then, it seems that they have developed a habit of always taking care of her.Today was no exception, she didn't pass the cooked Laba porridge to Xia Han, but held it in her hands to cool it down, tested the temperature again, and then brought the spoon to Xia Han's lips with her own hands.

Xia Han was a little moved by Lin Yun's habitual thoughtfulness, but she was still a little worried when she saw the porridge delivered to her lips.

She hesitated for a moment in her heart, then raised her eyes to look at Lin Yun's bright little eyes with some expectations, and finally opened her mouth to eat the spoonful of porridge with some apprehension—this porridge seemed to be no different, just more The porridge is just a little sweeter, and there is no messy strange taste. She thought so much before that she was just scaring herself!It seems that the rumors are not credible.

On this side, Xia Han finally let go of her worries, while Lin Yun had already put another spoonful of porridge into her mouth.She was not so patient with herself, so she was burned a bit, and then she smacked her mouth and said, "It's a bit sweet."

Hearing this, Xia Han felt more relieved, and her slightly tensed expression relaxed.It seems that the rumors are really just rumors, at least Lin Yun didn't "lose his sense of taste" for the things he cooked, so that he wouldn't unknowingly cheat people with inedible things... Then she found out later Jue realized that Lin Yun had used the spoon she had just used, and her face flushed immediately.

But Lin Yun didn't seem to notice it at all, or didn't think there was anything wrong with such a move.She scooped up another spoonful of porridge and brought it to Xia Han, smiling embarrassedly: "I put too much sugar in it, and this porridge will probably be boring if you eat too much. But it doesn't matter, it's okay for us to share the same bowl. It’s almost there, Ah Han shouldn’t be too disgusted with it, right?”

Of course, Xia Han wouldn't dislike this porridge that was just a little sweeter. If it wasn't for the misunderstanding that she made up in her head before, she would feel sweet when Lin Yun cooked the porridge for her.But now she looked at the spoon, but she couldn't think of anything else, she just felt a little embarrassed.

After a while, Xia Han replied: "Of course not." After finishing speaking, he still swallowed the spoonful of porridge, but his face was a little red and his heart beat a little fast.

In fact, this is nothing to be ashamed of, after all, the relationship between the two is not what it used to be, and they have experienced the closeness of their lips and teeth. Sharing a spoon and eating a bowl of porridge is not a big deal.So the matter started, and the next development became a matter of course - the two of them ate this bowl of sweet porridge, you took a bite, and the taste was sweeter than the porridge itself!

Lin Yun was delighted, especially seeing the blush on Xia Han's face that hadn't faded away, and he couldn't wait to tease him again!But looking down at the porridge bowl in his hand, he felt that the sweet and greasy atmosphere is also good, so it's better not to destroy it.

After the bowl of porridge was finished, Xia Han completely let go of the uneasiness in her heart, and she even smiled and said to Lin Yun: "In the past in Beijing, I heard that you were not good at cooking, and even a major general didn't dare to cook." Eat what you cook. Now it seems that it is just a rumor."

As a result, Lin Yun didn't know what he thought of when he heard this, and the expression on his face was a little weird, like a smile that wasn't a smile.Then she said to Xia Han: "Don't worry, Ah Han, I won't give you something like that."

Xia Han understood something in an instant, and she couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy for the major general.

Then without hesitation, Xia Han said to Lin Yun: "These meals are prepared by someone, we don't have to worry about it. But this time you cooked the porridge for me, next time I'll make you some pastries. "

Lin Yun didn't realize that he was rejected, so he answered the conversation with a smile: "Okay, the milk cake you made before is quite delicious." After finishing speaking, he added a sentence with understanding: "But recently It’s too cold, let’s do it after spring.”

It's spring, there are still a few months left, it's pretty good.

The author has something to say: Lin Yun (smiling): I used to make food for anyone who didn’t like it.

Lin Xiao (waves his hand): Can't afford to be provoked! ! !

Xia Han who just finished eating porridge: ...

Lin Yun (hugging): Don't worry, Ah Han, from now on I will cook all the food for you, and no one else will be able to eat it!

Xia Han (forced laugh): I don’t think it’s a good thing, what should I do? !

ps: As usual, I ask for comments, flowers, and motivation~