The child can't be the admiral's

Jian Yichen was silent for a moment, he put on the apron slowly, and said softly: "Don't worry, everyone in this world may think he is bad, only I don't."

No one can be better than Qi Shen.

The aunt in the cafeteria smiled slightly: "It's good if you can think so."

Jian Yichen thought it was useless to think about it. He was picking ingredients in the freezer. There were a lot of ingredients here, more than what he could exchange outside.

While picking it up, he had an idea: "Auntie, can I ask you something?"

Auntie didn't think about it: "You say it."

"That's... How many meals does the Marshal eat every day?"

The cafeteria aunt only thought that he cared about the specifications, and said: "If it is usual, according to the specifications, ten dishes and one soup, but if you cook, you can't do that much. I think three dishes and one soup will be fine."

Jian Yichen took the food and was excited: "Then, can he finish eating every day?"

"Just... just try one or two bites of each dish, I'm sure you won't be able to finish it." The aunt in the cafeteria thought for a while: "We will recycle and dispose of it later."

God, earth, what a great opportunity this is!

Jian Yichen's heart was agitated, and he had waited too long for a piece of clothing. If he could get the food that Qi Shen had eaten and bring it back to Bao'er, why would Bao'er need a suppressor?

Then, Bao'er can have breath contact with his father, and then Bao'er can become healthy like a normal child, and it will definitely get better!

His excited hands were shaking, and compared to when he came here before cursing, now his face is full of fighting spirit: "Auntie, don't say anything, how can three dishes and one soup be enough to eat, the marshal is so tired of working on state affairs every day, I Since it’s here to make amends, how can we cut corners and reduce the number of Marshals?”

My aunt was also very puzzled when she saw that he suddenly became energetic, but hesitated and said: "Would it be very tiring to cook ten dishes? In fact, the Marshal is very reasonable. If you cook it, even if there are not ten dishes, you won't blame him." ..."

"Then how can I do it! I sincerely atone for my sin!"

Three dishes, what a joke, what will his son eat if he really finishes eating.

Jian Yichen quickly picked out vegetables from the freezer. Washing and preparing vegetables is a very troublesome thing. Sitting for a long time not only hurts the waist and back, but also makes people very tired.

After more than an hour, Jian Yichen's waist was already aching, and he straightened up from time to time to help relieve the pain.

The aunt in the cafeteria was keenly aware of it, and she cared: "Xiaochen, what's wrong with your waist?"

"Huh?" Jian Yichen stopped chopping vegetables, he felt guilty for a while, and said perfunctorily, "I was accidentally injured before, and it's an old illness, so it's okay."

The aunt in the cafeteria was helping, and she picked vegetables and leaves and said: "You can't take it seriously, this old disease is always the most difficult to recover from, you have to take good care of it while you are young, otherwise it will be more painful when you are old , Look at my aunt's arm, it was when the child was born, the confinement child did not sit properly, and as a result, she suffered from an old disease, and now whenever it rains, it hurts so much."

Jian Yichen said: "Then why don't you adjust?"

The aunt in the canteen shook her head: "Confinement disease is the most difficult to cure, and it can't be cured."

Jian Yichen was silent, he also had confinement disease, and he was worse than his aunt, not only on cloudy and rainy days, sometimes as long as the weather was colder, he would have a dull pain, and the cold winter was even more unbearable, but he had no money or energy to go governance.

Chamber

The adjutant accompanied Qi Shen not far away to sort out the materials, all of which were about D-class galaxies, and all of them were sent by Admiral Qiu.

If it were normal, Qi Shen would definitely forget to sleep and eat once he entered the working state, but today it is different from usual.

Time passed by little by little, Qi Shen looked at the adjutant for the fifth time: "What time is it?"

The adjutant didn't know why, but he still replied: "Return to Marshal, it's already nine o'clock."

"Ah."

Qi Shen didn't say much, and continued to look down at the documents, leaving the adjutant not far away to fall into boundless speculation.

The Marshal seems to be waiting for someone, but there is no one to meet in the itinerary, so what is he waiting for?

Just as he was thinking, there were some noises outside, and when he turned his head, he saw a young man in blue standing outside waving at him.

The adjutant walked over quickly: "What's wrong?"

"Let me pass a message from the kitchen, saying that today's meal is not ready yet, first send some pastries to feed the marshal."

The adjutant was very curious. After all, the dining room was never delayed. He said softly, "What's going on over there?"

The young man in the blue shirt was the one who gave Jian Yichen old clothes before, he snorted softly: "What else can I do, that Mrs. Jian was punished to cook today, but he didn't fix it until now, it's for nothing It is an unforgivable crime for the marshal to delay the meal time because of him!"

The adjutant coughed lightly: "I'll report to the Marshal."

He walked inside and saw the man who was still buried in his work. Qi Shen was standing in front of the map on the light screen. His face was still sharp.

Ever since following Qi Shen, the adjutant has hardly seen Qi Shen smile, if there is a real smile, it is also a kind of cold and ironic smile.

think carefully

He has never seen Qi Shen smile because of happiness

Sometimes he really doubted, would the Marshal really laugh?

Just as he was thinking, the man in front of the light screen turned slightly: "What's the matter?"

The adjutant stood at attention and said in a straight voice: "Reporting to the Marshal, the kitchen just reported that your meal may be delayed for a while, and they have brought pastries, do you want to bring them in?"

Qi Shen's brows were slightly frowned, and his voice was a little cold: "Postponed?"

The adjutant knew that this was a prelude to displeasure, and he said, "Well... it should be someone else who cooks, why don't I go and ask them to change people in the kitchen..."

"No need."

Qi Shen turned around and said in a deep voice, "There's no need to bring the cakes, I'm not hungry."

The adjutant froze for a moment, nodded: "Yes."

Another hour passed from nine o'clock to ten o'clock. During this hour, the adjutant stood guard outside, clearly feeling Qi Shen's impatience.

He waited and waited until he finally got the eighth question: "What time is it?"

The adjutant said, "It's ten o'clock, Marshal."

Qi Shen didn't say anything, just continued to read the documents, but the air pressure in the room dropped by another degree, and the adjutant outside was sweating on his forehead. If he didn't know how to cook, he would have wanted to go over to help. Can this Jian Yichen be faster? ah!

another half hour

Qi Shen finally put down the document in his hand: "Go to the restaurant."

The adjutant was taken aback, and quickly followed: "Yes!"

The back kitchen of the kitchen was also very busy, not only the adjutant was anxious, but also the supervisor in charge of meals. He followed Jian Yichen and almost got fired for him: "Can you hurry up, you will be responsible for delaying the marshal's meal." up?"

Jian Yichen rolled his eyes: "My lord, I didn't say that, I don't think it is necessary to bring ten dishes together. Didn't I prepare nine dishes? You send them first!"

The supervisor said, blushing and thick neck: "I need you to teach me? This is against the rules, do you understand?!"

The auntie in the cafeteria sighed softly, and she became a peacemaker: "Okay, okay, I think so, the person in front also sent a message just now, saying that the marshal has gone to the restaurant, rules are dead, people are alive Yes, send the finished dishes first, and I will take care of it if something goes wrong."

She is an old man in the Marshal's Mansion, and she can speak well in front of Qi Shen, so no one would refute when the auntie in the cafeteria opened her mouth.

The supervisor glared at Jian Yichen with hatred, and could only nod his head: "Then let's do this first."

restaurant

A row of people came in carrying dishes like flowing water, and Qi Shen sat on the main seat with a blank expression on his face.

Jian Yichen's dishes are indeed incomparable to the dishes made in the previous kitchen. The kitchens are all famous chefs, and the dishes they cook are full of flavor and taste, but Jian Yichen's dishes are much inferior in appearance.

Qi Shen looked around for a week, but couldn't find that figure, the coldness in his eyes gradually condensed, he sneered, picked up the chopsticks and tasted it.

"boom!"

The chopsticks were slapped on the table, and the man's face was ugly.

The attendants standing around all knelt down in fright. This imperial capital implements a constitutional monarchy, and human life is like nothing in front of the royal power.

Qi Shen picked up the tablecloth on one side and wiped his hands: "I'm going back to the kitchen more and more to cook now."

This is the taste of unsatisfactory dishes.

The kitchen supervisor stood aside in a cold sweat, and replied, "Return to the marshal, this was not made by the cook in the kitchen, but...it was done by Mrs. Jane."

Qi Shen's stern eyebrows and eyes were ice-cold, and he slowly wiped his bony hands: "So, it's not your problem anymore?"

The supervisor said softly: "Yes."

"This commander is not an indiscriminate person." Qi Shen said lazily in the back seat: "There is a wrong and a debt, do you understand?"

The director's head, which has always been bright, fully understood that the marshal was upset with Mrs. Jane, and wanted to find an opportunity to call him to punish him!

He quickly got up: "I'm going to find Lord Jane right now!"

The soup was being boiled in the kitchen, and Jian Yichen, who was thinking about how to cheat for a while, was almost taken aback by the supervisor who rushed in.

The supervisor was high-spirited, as if he was about to send Jian Yichen to the guillotine, he snorted softly: "Master Jane, our marshal is here to invite you!"

Jian Yichen said: "But my soup is not finished yet."

The supervisor sneered: "Come with me first, if the marshal asks you, your soup will become Mengpo soup."

"..."

Jian Yichen had no choice but to follow the awesome supervisor.

When he arrived at the dining room, the attendants knelt down on the ground, and the man sitting on top was wearing military uniform, which lost the majesty of the marshal's robe. This military uniform was actually very similar to the one that Qi Shen used to wear when he was an admiral.

For a moment, Jian Yichen was in a daze.

He stared blankly at Qi Shen, but what he got in return was Qi Shen's face that was getting darker and darker. The man's fingertips repeatedly touched the table: "Master Jian's official position is not high, but his score is not low. Well, the dishes don’t come back and forth?”

Jian Yichen was taken aback, and he scratched his head: "No, didn't you do a good job?"

Qi Shen's fingertips paused.

"There's still some soup." Jian Yichen carefully walked around the kneeling crowd, walked up to Qi Shen, looked at the plate in front of him with his head hooked, found it was clean, and hesitated, "Isn't it delicious?"

Qi Shen glanced at him lightly: "General."

Jian Yichen nodded, that means delicious.

He looked at the dishes on the table, and the smell of the food tempted people to commit crimes all the time. After being busy for a long time, he could drool just staring at it, and his stomach gurgled when he looked at it.

Not very loud, only he and Qi Shen could hear it.

Jian Yichen was a little embarrassed, he chuckled lightly: "You treat me as if I don't exist, I don't exist."

Qi Shen withdrew his gaze indifferently, and he didn't move his chopsticks, the atmosphere suddenly became stiff, and the adjutant on the other side was very anxious, and kept winking and gesturing to Jian Yichen.

Jian Yichen:? ? ?

He tentatively said to Qi Shen: "Marshal, your adjutant... seems to be unwell?"

Otherwise, how to dance with hands and feet.

Qi Shen glanced at it, and saw that the adjutant gave up the treatment, and said in a broken can, "Marshal, how about I come and give you some vegetables?"

In the imperial capital, at Qi Shen's level, someone has to be around to serve meals, but Qi Shen never likes to engage in those imaginary things. Looking at this posture now, it should be cloth dishes.

Qi Shen waved his hand: "No need."

The adjutant paused.

But Qi Shen pointed to Jian Yichen, the melon-eating crowd behind him: "Come here."

Jian Yichen was confused, and pointed to himself: "Me, me?"

He looked at Qi Shen suspiciously, and the adjutant behind him could only quickly explain what he was going to do, which prevented Qi Shen from getting angry again, and also saved the other trembling attendants.

Jian Yichen walked up to him, the so-called cloth dish means that he took a small bowl, took a bite by himself, and then used new chopsticks to hold it to Qi Shen after confirming that it was all right.

He glanced at the table, picked out his favorite ribs, and took a bite first. It was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, so delicious that it made people want to cry.

After Jian Yichen finished eating a piece of pork ribs slowly, he also picked up a piece with new chopsticks and gave it to Qi Shen: "You eat."

The adjutant behind was dumbfounded. Does Lord Jane know what tasting food is? The so-called tasting food means eating only one bite, but he actually gnawed... finished gnawing.

All the attendants were fantasizing about how Jian Yichen would die next, they all quietly watched the marshal's movements, waiting for a good show.

I saw Qi Shen moved!

The man picked up the chopsticks, picked up the spare ribs that Jian Yichen had put on, and ate quietly, without the reprimands that everyone fantasized about, nor did he lose his temper.

Jian Yichen continued to sandwich the ribs, the ribs made today are delicious, I have to let Brother Qi eat a few pieces, and then I can't eat it, I have to save some for Bao'er.

After picking up a few pieces, he moved to another dish, took a bite for himself, and then gave Qi Shen a bite.

The people who had been eating melons and watching dramas and waiting for Jian Yichen to be punished just watched helplessly as the Marshal, who usually couldn't eat a few mouthfuls, was eating whatever he was eating now!

Jian Yichen ate it while sandwiching it. He was eating fish. The fish was cooked very well and tasted very good. He was very satisfied after tasting it. Thinking that Bao'er was still troublesome with picking fish bones, he gave Qi Shen more sandwiches. point.

Thinking about something in his heart, he picked up a piece and gave it to Qi Shen: "Taste it."

Qi Shen looked at him silently, and Jian Yichen's heart was trembling. When he was thinking about what went wrong, Qi Shen picked up the fish and ate it.

The adjutant watched from behind dumbfounded.

Mrs. Jane, he just now!No serving chopsticks!He had only eaten it himself, and he didn't even know if he had wiped off his saliva before giving it to the marshal!

Jian Yichen, who was complained by everyone, had no idea what he was doing, he did it naturally, and didn't think anything was wrong at all, but he seldom ate anything since fish.

I was hungry before, so I ate a lot, now I will take a small bite, and then give it to Qi Shen again.

After two rounds, Qi Shen put down his chopsticks: "Enough."

Jian Yichen was overjoyed, the heavens and the earth, finally he could ask for food to go home for Bao'er to eat, he concealed his inner joy, and said in a polite manner: "Marshal, do you have any orders, if not, I will leave."

Qi Shen took the wet towel from someone beside him and wiped his hands slowly, then raised his eyelids and looked at him: "What, hurry back?"

Jian Yichen sneered: "After all, it's not too early."

"Really?" Qi Shen thought of his subordinate's report today, and became more and more annoyed as he thought about it, his face turned cold: "I can't see that Master Jian and Admiral Qiu have such a good relationship, which makes you feel like an arrow now. Can't wait?"

Jian Yichen's heart skipped a beat, he never expected that Qi Shen knew about it!

He straightened his sleeves and said softly: "Marshal, you may have misunderstood me. I have just arrived and I have no fixed place for the time being. Admiral Qiu just took me in for a short time."

Qi Shen sneered: "Why didn't he take in other people, but took in you?"

"..."

You man is just making trouble for no reason, right?

Jian Yichen lowered his head, and said respectfully: "The old acquaintances took me in because of the old relationship, and the lower officials didn't think it was right. Recently, they have been looking for a new residence. It's just... every day after work, it's time to take me in." Come to the Marshal's Mansion to make amends, I don't have time to look for it."

Qi Shen put down the cloth napkin in his hand, and asked back: "Why, it's my fault, isn't it?"

Jian Yichen bowed his head: "Don't dare."

"Humph!"

Qi Shen stood up, and his voice was dignified from top to bottom: "Since Mrs. Jane has mentioned the past relationship, and the commander-in-chief also had some ridiculous relationship with Mrs. Jane back then, we must not let people talk about it." Forget about the old days."

He looked at the adjutant: "Choose a guest room in the mansion for Mrs. Jane."

Jian Yichen turned pale with shock, Bao'er was still at home, he absolutely couldn't live in the Marshal's Mansion!Raising his head in a panic, he hurriedly said: "Marshal, this is absolutely impossible!"

Qi Shen looked at him sideways, and the hostility in his eyes suddenly rose: "Why, can't I invite you to the marshal's mansion?"

"no……"

Jian Yichen was so anxious that he was as anxious as an ant in a hot pot, but miraculously, the more anxious he was, the calmer he became. If he refused him rashly at this moment, Qi Shen would definitely be furious. He had no choice but to hurt Qi Shen's heart many years ago. Even thinking about it, he can't forgive himself, as long as there is a little room for maneuver now, he will definitely not hurt Qi Shen again.

In the end how to do……

Jian Yichen's mind was spinning rapidly, and finally came up with a perfect plan, he said: "I don't think it's appropriate, Marshal, I'm fine, but your reputation will definitely be affected, Chaozhong...well, the people staring at you There are really too many, and if someone with a heart takes advantage of the problem and spreads any rumors that are not good for you, I will really die and bear the blame."

Qi Shen sneered: "So, this handsome has to thank you?"

Jian Yichen heard that the anger in his mouth had subsided a lot, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief: "Don't dare, it's my job to share your worries and problems."

Qi Shen slowly clenched the hand placed by his side, his eyes fixed on the pleasing body in front of him, for a moment he even wanted to kill Jian Yichen, otherwise he wouldn't have to suffer countless days and nights from this person torture.

Anyone who can kill him, no one dares to say anything.

You can do it now, easily.

The gun is not at your waist, it is at your hand.

Countless thoughts swirled in his mind, Qi took a deep breath, walked out without looking back.

He didn't say anything when he left, but the atmosphere in the hall was still frozen three feet, Jian Yichen didn't dare to raise his head from the beginning to the end, didn't dare to look directly into Qi Shen's eyes, he was afraid that if he noticed something, he didn't dare to see it emotions, I will no longer be able to hold back, and I will not be able to act.

Usually I can't see anyone, but I can forcefully hold back my longing. Now that I see it, my longing has not been alleviated, but instead grows like a seed that germinates crazily.

He wanted to hug him, and wanted to be kissed by Qi Shen, but it was just an extravagant wish.

Building No. [-]

It was already early morning, Jian Yichen hurried home after the auntie in the cafeteria finally packed a few dishes, but the room was completely dark.

His heart skipped a beat, brother Qiu didn't come back?

He didn't bother to turn on the light at all, he rushed to Bao'er's room and opened the door, and saw a small ball bulging on the bed, the small ball on Nuo Da's bed was huddled by the pillow, looking pitifully tight.

Jian Yichen's heart ached, and he walked over and said softly, "Bao'er?"

There was no movement under the quilt, and Jian Yichen was restless. Just as he was about to pass by, the dumpling moved, and a small head poked out from inside. Bao'er's hair was a little messy, but now his dark and bright eyes were red. The voice was a little crying: "Dad."

Jian Yichen quickly ran over and hugged him: "Bao'er, I'm sorry Bao'er, it's my father's fault, and my father came back late."

Bao'er didn't have any warmth on her body, and he hugged Jian Yichen's arms, his little voice trembling: "Dad, I'm so scared...don't leave Bao'er."

Jian Yichen hugged him tightly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's my father's fault, how could I leave you behind, my father was delayed by something at work, I will definitely not do this again next time, has Bao'er eaten, what will my father give you?" It's delicious."

Qiu Yinhe had already contacted someone before, and would come to the house every noon and night to take care of Bao'er and bring meals for the child, but Jian Yichen was still not at ease.

Bao'er nodded lightly: "I have eaten."

Jian Yichen was relieved a little, he picked up the child: "Daddy made delicious food today, would you like to eat some?"

Bao'er put her arms around his neck, and said softly, "OK."

So Jian Yichen took him to the restaurant to get out the dishes, and gave them to the children bit by bit. Seeing Bao'er sitting on the table digging obediently with a small spoon, he felt very uncomfortable.

He picked up food for Bao'er, and asked softly, "Is it delicious?"

Bao'er nodded obediently: "It's delicious."

Jian Yichen touched his head: "It's good as long as it's delicious. I'll make it for you after Dad has two days off."

Bao'er was eating the food, and raised her head when she heard the words, and looked at him with red eyes from crying just now: "Dad is resting, will you be at home all day?"

Jian Yichen was taken aback, and nodded quickly: "Yes, is Bao'er happy?"

Bao'er smiled happily, as if he had won a huge lottery, he lowered his head, digging his own food, and said softly, "Yes, happy!"

Jian Yichen's heart was so soft that he was not a good father after all, even giving his children company seemed extravagant.