The long-haired young man suddenly raised his eyes: "Auntie, did you come downstairs to find something to eat? I see that you didn't eat much for dinner. Do you want to steam a bowl of custard for you?"
Mother Ruan was hungry. Compared with eating dry snacks or cold food, hot custard was of course better, so she readily agreed: "Okay."
"I forgot you could cook." She sat down on the island and watched Twenty-seven beat eggs. "Yes, you lived alone for a long time. Ah, do you know how to use these things?"
Refers to the kitchen facilities.
"Yes, Ruan Qing showed me a lot of food videos. I learned how to use the stove when I was in the village." Twenty-seven never needs primer when talking nonsense.
Mother Ruan didn't know that he really had acting skills.
He added eggs, stirred skillfully, sifted, added water, and steamed them.
Then you have to wait.
There is no way to avoid waiting for this time. Mother Ruan can't say that she leaves people waiting here alone. It would be too rude. This is a guest, not a housekeeping aunt.
I could only smile and find the topic: "Lao Ruan was telling me about you just now, saying that your kung fu is very good."
Mother Ruan sighed pitifully: "Alas."
Then he asked Twenty-seven: "Are you still getting used to it after you left the mountain?"
But Ruan’s mother saw that although this young man, Nianqi, came from the mountains, he had a very high emotional intelligence. There are even many people in Laomeigou Village who act awkwardly when meeting strangers and don’t know how to speak or even know how to move their hands and feet. Twenty-seven people who come from the mountains and have never socialized with others are in contrast to them. Too strong.
Ruan’s mother asked, “Isn’t practicing Qigong very hard?”
He added: "Grandpa Qi's home does not have so many convenient things. Although his home also has such a stove, it still retains a wood-burning earthen stove, including a bellows."
Unlike some bad old men, with strong concavities and bad appetites.
After the egg custard was steamed, Nian Qi asked Mama Ruan where she could find a clean cloth to put her hands on and take out the hot bowl.
"It was painful at the beginning, and my legs were shaking when I went to bed at night. The pain was so painful that I couldn't sleep." Twenty-seven said, "I got used to it and got better. Now if I don't practice for a day, my whole body feels uncomfortable."
Ruan’s mother asked him some details about cooking in the past.
Mother Ruan smiled and said: "They use canned gas, which is not very convenient and expensive. People are always reluctant to let it go and still like to burn firewood. This is because we live in the mountains and the economy is underdeveloped. In the rural areas of the wealthy areas in the south, every house is full of houses. It’s completely different than life in the city.”
As long as you have not experienced it personally, other people's stories actually sound like stories, which are actually lifelike and fascinating.
They are all things that have actually been done in the past, and they feel real when they are told.
"My uncle is obsessed with ancient customs and likes them very much. You can see that," he said.
I’m talking about modern kitchenware.
At least, the time spent waiting for the egg custard was passed away, so it wouldn't be embarrassing.
But how could Twenty-Seven calm down the scene? He smiled and said, "These things are really convenient."
Twenty-seven told her how to burn firewood, how to control the fire, and how to handle the ingredients.
Although he has no modern scientific education, he still has traditional ink in his belly. The ancient style in his words and sentences is so natural, and combined with his long hair and handsome face, it makes people feel comfortable.
Talk eloquently and gracefully.
Then, there is no topic.
"It's not easy to go from extravagant to simple. From frugal to extravagant, you adapt very quickly." Twenty-seven said with a smile, "I used to spend a lot of time burning firewood to cook. Now when I turn the button, there is a big fire. How can I adapt?" No, I just feel that everything is very convenient.”
Mother Ruan smiled. Although she learned quickly, she still knew nothing about the small details. She went to the drawer and took out a special gadget for him, and taught him: "Use it this way..."
Twenty-seven highly praised this convenient little tool.
Ruan Qing doesn't have this thing.
Although the kitchen utensils in Ruan Qing's place look like sets, they are actually flashy. After all, the purpose of buying the kitchen utensils for her is itself flashy.
So she didn't have this really practical gadget that cost just a few dollars a piece.
The island in the kitchen can also be used as a bar counter with bar stools so you can eat directly here. Twenty-seven then brought a bowl of egg custard to Mother Ruan and said to her, "Be careful because it's hot."
Then he turned around and wiped the pot with his backhand.
Except for another bowl of scalding custard that was still hanging out, he restored the kitchen to the tidy state it had before he arrived.
Mother Ruan had scooped a spoonful of custard with a spoon and was blowing it to cool down, so she held the spoon up and watched a handsome guy working quickly in her kitchen.
Don't tell me, for women, for any woman, this kind of scene is particularly healing.
Mother Ruan even forgot to cool herself down.
Twenty-seven took off her apron and hung it up, then picked up another bowl of custard: "Auntie, take it easy, I'll serve it to Ruan Qing."
What is the fate of my daughter? The queen
The handsome guy made the custard himself and he still wanted to bring it upstairs to her? Can't she go downstairs without her own feet
Mother Ruan said "Oh" and said, "Go ahead."
Twenty-seven picked up the egg custard and walked out.
Mother Ruan put a spoonful of the custard that was no longer hot into her mouth and licked her tongue, which was delicate and smooth.
This is a taste that must be carefully sifted to remove all air bubbles. You also have to control the heat, otherwise you may get old if you are not careful.
The tender feeling and smooth taste explode on the tip of the tongue.
The moment she swallowed it, Mama Ruan turned around and saw that the young man was walking to the kitchen door. He is tall and straight, with long hair that must have been washed at night and is particularly soft. When it comes to other boys, Ruan's mother would give him a cold look, thinking he was not a serious person. But when it comes to Nianqi, who has a strange life experience, Ruan’s mother feels so natural.
This kid should be like this.
Mother Ruan never even had the idea that "since we have arrived in the civilized world outside the mountains, we should cut our hair short."
I always feel that once my long hair is cut, some of the profound charm will be gone. The handsome young man who lives in seclusion in the mountains is about to become the pork belly of his family.
That won't work.
That shouldn't be the case.
If he keeps this look and character, actually...
"Xiao Er—" she stopped him.
Twenty-seven turned around: "Aunt?"
She is tall and tall, with her eyes fixed and listening to instructions. It is so beautiful.
He also held the egg custard for Ruan Qing so carefully.
Ruan's mother said calmly: "If you can find a way to persuade Ruan Qing to return to Yan City, or persuade her to settle and develop in the provincial capital, I will agree with you two."
The air was slightly stagnant.
Before Twenty-Seven could speak, Ruan's mother explained: "She came to Jiangcheng to get angry with us, but she was actually very irresponsible to herself. If she wants to go to the front line, even if she is far away from us, her family will fully support her. After all, There is a lot of room for development, which is good for her personal career development.”
"Going to the provincial capital is also the cultural, economic and political center of the region. It is also close to us and we can meet at any time."
"When I return to Yanshi, I will be with my parents. We will take care of her, and I feel at ease."
"But Jiangcheng, we have nothing to rely on. We are not from Jiangcheng. What's the point of her staying alone in such a small city where we have nothing to rely on?"
"dont you agree?"
In fact, Ruan Qing himself mentioned similar words. That's when she told Twenty-Seven in a casual chat about how she almost married He Ling.
Twenty-seven said: "What my aunt said makes sense, I will convey it to Ruan Qing."
He paused and said, "But aunt doesn't have to use this as a condition of exchange. I really hope that aunt can approve my affairs with Ruan Qing, but it is definitely not a deal with Ruan Qing. I will convey what aunt said, but I must How to choose is Ruan Qing’s own business.”
Mother Ruan raised her eyebrows.
"When I came outside the mountain, I found that the women outside the mountain were completely different from what I knew in the mountain." Seeing Ruan's mother's expression, Twenty-Seven couldn't help but say, "They will also go to school, study, and work to earn money like men. , do what you want to do with your own will, instead of just being behind closed doors and caring for your husband and raising children.”
"Ruan Qing is especially such a woman. She has a warm and outgoing temperament and a clear distinction between love and hate. She has her own ideas no matter how big or small she is."
"Although aunt is her biological mother, times have changed. The way of filial piety and brotherhood in the past has changed in this world. Auntie should also respect Ruan Qing's own wishes. Ruan Qing..."
Twenty-seven paused and said, "Ruan Qing told me about He Ling and why she went to Jiangcheng. She hates others the most for not respecting her wishes and forcibly arranging her life."
At this time, Mama Ruan was doing this again.
Mother Ruan was quite surprised.
She never expected that Ruan Qing had known Ruan Qing for such a short time, and Ruan Qing would even tell him about He Ling.
In fact, it is not a decent thing to break off an engagement before the wedding. Everyone chooses not to mention it if they can.
How could Ruan Qing tell everything on his own? Or with your next love interest
Mother Ruan stared at Twenty-Seven.
There was a calm demeanor in his eyebrows, and she could see it from the first day he came to the door.
She actually liked it.
People with stable emotions will make people around them feel at ease, and their emotions will be stable along with them.
Perhaps it was because of this that Ruan Qing was able to talk about the unpleasant experiences in the past with a peaceful mind.
"It makes you laugh." Ruan's mother said helplessly, "She was very good when she was a child, and she was very obedient. But when she grew up, it became more and more difficult. She would quarrel with us at every turn. She has such an irritable temper because I didn't teach her well. Take more responsibility for her."
Looking up, he saw a smile on the corner of Twenty-Seven's mouth.
He said, "Hasn't Auntie never seen Ruan Qing greeting people outside?"
Mother Ruan was slightly startled.
"Ruan Qing is always very patient outside and never impatient." He said, "People in Lao Meigou Village praise her. When she and I were running around outside to settle down, we could also see that she treated people well. Courteous, gentle and considerate.”
"But it's true that she seemed to be a different person as soon as she came home." He smiled and seemed to find Ruan Qing's behavior very interesting. "She was frizzy, like a child. It was also like a firecracker, exploding at the first click. "Especially when I talk to my aunt, my speech speed increases and I almost jump up."
"But I thought, it's just because I'm back home."
"In the face of the closest relatives, we will never leave you. She knows very well in her heart that even if she makes her aunt furious today, when she wakes up tomorrow, her aunt will still greet her and hope that she can come back to Yanshi and stay here. at your side."
"She relied on this power to act unscrupulously and domineeringly at home."
"But..." Twenty-seven raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Ruan's mother, "I'm really envious of someone like me who has no family."
(End of chapter)