Lu Yunchu's hair was thick and long, so it took a lot of effort to dry it. When she felt her hair was 60% dry, she said to Wen Zhan, "It's almost dry, it's OK."
Wen Zhan didn't stop, he lifted up a bunch of her hair and held it in front of her to prove that her hair was not dry yet.
Lu Yunchu grabbed the bunch of hair and said, "That's enough. Your hands will get sore."
She moved too quickly and touched Wen Zhan's fingertips, scaring him so much that he immediately shrank back.
Lu Yunchu took the opportunity to stand up. Just as he stood up, he saw Wen Zhan frowning and patting the bedside seriously.
Lu Yunchu: …What’s with this look of an adult scolding a naughty child
She was actually a little embarrassed by his behavior: "It's almost done. You still have injuries on your hands."
Wen Zhan wrote on the paper: It will be a headache.
"Not really." Lu Yunchu lifted his sleeve and pointed at his wound. "But you know that a headache is uncomfortable, but don't you know that body pain is uncomfortable?"
Wen Zhan was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to refute.
"Does the wound still hurt?" Lu Yunchu looked at his wound and subconsciously lowered his voice.
Wen Zhan shook his head to indicate that it was okay.
"Liar." Lu Yunchu muttered, and couldn't help but gently touch the slightly red area next to his wound with his fingertips.
Wen Zhan shuddered and clenched his fists.
"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" Lu Yunchu apologized quickly.
Wen Zhan's eyes were obviously vague and he turned his head to the side.
"Wen Zhan?" Lu Yunchu was puzzled by his reaction.
Wen Zhan quietly put his fist into his sleeve, ignored it, and patted the bedside with his other hand with a serious expression.
Lu Yunchu felt something was weird, as if she was acting like a spoiled brat. The parent who was helping his child with homework said: I don't buy it, hurry up.
She let go of his hand and prepared to get out of bed: "Ah, it's raining, eat hot food! Eat hot food!"
She looked for shoes excitedly, but when she looked around, she only saw one.
She looked around for another one.
Wen Zhan stood up, sighed, and wrote.
—You sprained your ankle, how can you get out of bed
Lu Yunchu then remembered that when she returned to the room just now, Wen Zhan checked her ankle injury, took off her shoes and left them there. She jumped back to the inner room on one foot without taking them with her.
"It's okay. I've already rubbed it with medicinal wine." She waved her hand, not caring at all. "Please help me get that shoe."
Wen Zhan pursed his lips and shook his head.
Lu Yunchu slapped his forehead and agreed, "Yes, yes, yes, they are wet. Please help me get a pair of clean shoes."
Wen Zhan still didn't move.
"Wen Zhan?" She was confused now. "Hurry up, hurry up, I'm so hungry."
Wen Zhan looked at her and pointed at her ankle helplessly.
Lu Yunchu was anxious: "It's really okay! I always sprained it before, it will be fine after a while."
Wen Zhan turned a deaf ear and picked up the fire basket and moved it a little towards her.
Lu Yunchu felt that he had discovered a new side of Wen Zhan, which was somewhat novel, and he wanted to tease him: "Wen Zhan, Wen Zhan, Wen Zhan, shoes, shoes, shoes."
She was like a little bee, shouting so loudly that Wen Zhan couldn't even keep up his expressionless mask.
He frowned, looking at her hesitantly, as if he was about to sigh in the next second.
"Wen Zhan—" She called his name in a changing tone.
Wen Zhan slumped his shoulders and took out his notebook:
-Can't.
These three words actually convey the appearance of drooping shoulders.
Lu Yunchu tried hard to hold back his laughter and opened his mouth again: "Smell..."
As soon as the first word was dragged out, Wen Zhan raised the flag of surrender and turned quickly to the direction where the clean embroidered shoes were placed.
really.
Lu Yunchu fell on the bed laughing. Seeing his aloof and cold look, people who didn't know him would think that he had a hard time talking to him.
When Wen Zhan brought her the embroidered shoes, Lu Yunchu immediately stopped laughing and sat down on the bed obediently: "Thank you."
Wen Zhan raised his eyes to look at her, and for the first time, an expression of resentment appeared in those eyes that hid the bright moon and mountain spring water.
The shoes he took were the largest pair in the row and he tucked the heels in to make it easier for her to wear the embroidered shoes.
He squatted in front of Lu Yunchu and placed his shoes straight.
Lu Yunchu felt a little shy being served by him, and rubbed her feet unconsciously.
She made too many small movements. Even though her ankle was twisted, she still dared to rub it and shake it left and right.
He subconsciously grabbed her ankle.
Lu Yunchu was dumbfounded.
Wen Zhan was even more dumbfounded.
Lu Yunchu lowered his head and saw Wen Zhan's furry head. His eyes slid down and the look of gritting his teeth appeared again.
Her eyes fell on his hands. His hands were so beautiful. Holding her ankles, her feet became much more beautiful.
Wen Zhan naturally had no idea of her strange thoughts. He hurriedly picked up the embroidered shoes, trying to cover up his panic by putting them on her.
When the shoes came to her, he stopped immediately and put them on her slowly and gently.
His movements were light and careful, like picking up tofu with chopsticks.
Lu Yunchu was touched by his action. It felt very strange, and a blush crept up to her earlobes.
After putting on her shoes, Wen Zhan stood up. She immediately returned to normal, stood up and prepared to go to the kitchen.
My ankle has felt much better after rubbing it with the medicated wine. It doesn't hurt if you don't use too much force, and walking to the kitchen is no big deal.
But Wen Zhan didn't think so. He followed Lu Yunchu nervously, wanting to stop her but holding back. In the end, he could only offer his arm to him.
Seeing him like this, Lu Yunchu knew that he would not give up if he didn't support him.
"Will it not hurt you?"
Wen Zhan shook his head.
Lu Yunchu had no choice but to support him.
He looked thin, but quite strong. He held up her hands steadily without any shaking.
But he was really tall, and Lu Yunchu felt that it would be better for him not to help, as it was quite tiring to lift his arms like this.
She leaned her body, feeling that if Wen Zhan was a little taller, she would be like a pendant hanging on him.
There was a heavy rain outside. The rain hit the eaves, making crackling sounds. The raindrops formed strings, and a layer of transparent rain film isolated them from the outside world.
Lu Yunchu was very interested: "It's most comfortable to stay indoors during a rainstorm."
Wen Zhan did not respond because he didn't know what could be called "comfortable".
Lu Yunchu didn't wait for him to nod, and kept muttering to himself: "It's windy and rainy, wet and cold, I must drink something with soup!"
If you eat normally, carbohydrate bombs are the easiest to bring happiness, such as rice with meat sauce, pork trotters, or fried chicken with sake, etc. But on rainy days, you must eat something with hot soup, letting the ingredients slide into your stomach with the hot soup, your whole body will instantly warm up, you will sweat a little while eating, and listening to the strong wind outside, it can be said to be extremely happy.
When they arrived at the kitchen, Wen Zhan brought a small chair for Lu Yunchu to sit down.
Lu Yunchu was helpless and could only let him do it. Fortunately, he had prepared a big pot of stew today, which was not time-consuming and he could do it while sitting here.
After Wen Zhan washed his hands with soapberry, he rolled up his sleeves, looking ready to help.
Lu Yunchu held his forehead with his hand: "It's really not that serious."
Wen Zhan refused to communicate - as evidenced by his refusal to take out the notebook.
Lu Yunchu had no choice but to instruct him to wash the vegetables.
Because they wanted to heal Wen Zhan's injuries, the kitchen kept pork bone soup, which was cooked until it was white and clean, with a light layer of oil floating on the surface, as if all the essence of the pork bones had been squeezed out and blended into the soup.
Scoop a few spoonfuls into the casserole, wait until it boils, throw in the crispy pork and meat slices, let the meat and vegetables boil, then add the rice noodles, and finally throw in all the vegetables in the kitchen and make a big stew.
After Lu Yunchu saw that it was almost cooked, he took the casserole off with a cloth and placed it on a thick wooden plate. He swallowed his saliva and said, "Alright! Go back quickly, it's time to eat!"
She wanted to pick up the casserole and rush into the house, but Wen Zhan held her back.
He took the food tray, put two small bowls on it, picked up the chopsticks and spoon, and even then, he wanted to support Lu Yunchu.
"I'll just hold on to the wall!" Lu Yunchu said hurriedly, "The casserole is very hot, don't spill it."
It was indeed quite dangerous. Wen Zhan motioned for her to sit down and he would take it over first and come back to pick her up later.
Okay, Lu Yunchu swallowed his saliva and waited for him to come back.
When they finally returned to the room, Lu Yunchu couldn't wait to pick up the bowl and said to Wen Zhan while picking up the dishes: "Don't be fooled by the appearance of this big pot of stew, but I can guarantee that it will taste great."
The casserole has strong heat preservation properties. After being removed from the fire, the soup in the pot is still boiling and bubbling with fragrance. All the ingredients are surrounded by the slowly decreasing heat, blending their own flavors into the soup while also absorbing each other's fragrance.
Lu Yunchu put in all the possible vegetables, including cabbage, winter melon, fungus, bean sprouts, mushrooms, and tofu. It was a big pot of colorful white food, bubbling with juice. It was satisfying just looking at it.
Take a sip of the soup first. It is thick, rich, fresh and hot. It is mellow but not greasy. It has the freshness of vegetables and the freshness of meat.
My internal organs suddenly felt warm, the dampness and coldness brought by the heavy rain were swept away, and my whole body was instantly filled with a warm and comfortable feeling.
She ate with the greatest relish, and Wen Zhan seldom felt hungry, but when he saw her eating, he would unconsciously want to pick up his chopsticks.
Lu Yunchu used the serving chopsticks to pick up a bunch of dishes and rice noodles for him, and scooped up a bowl of soup. He didn't even know where to start eating.
So he decided to solve the problem of rice noodles taking up space first.
The rice noodles were white, soft, and smooth when picked up, and they rolled straight down. He quickly put them into his mouth, and the rice noodles embraced the soup and the heat, and the fragrance instantly bloomed in his mouth.
It is smooth, soft, and has a strong rice aroma. It is imbued with the freshness of mushrooms and the mellowness of bone broth. Although it is light, it has a rich and complex taste that impacts the taste buds.
He was always amazed by the food Lu Yunchu cooked. He would chew silently with his head down, very slowly, as if he wanted to remember the taste well, fearing that he would forget it when he woke up from a dream.
Lu Yunchu didn't dare to give him too much meat for fear of upsetting his stomach, so he picked up the only conspicuous piece of crispy meat on the edge of the bowl and put it into his mouth.
The oil and aroma of the crispy meat have long been cooked and dissolved into the soup. The meat is tender and has a bit of tendon, and it becomes more fragrant the more you chew it.
After eating the meat dishes, the rest are all vegetarian dishes.
The tofu is smooth and tender, softened by the bone soup and oil. It doesn’t need to be chewed too much, it melts in one sip and has a wonderful taste.
Wen Zhan liked it very much. He picked out all the tofu and ate it all.
Unexpectedly, the vegetables were even better. The fragrant and smooth lard on the surface of the pork bone soup was completely absorbed by them. No extra seasoning was used, and the original sweet taste was retained to the greatest extent.
After taking a sip, it seemed as if I was briefly dragged to the misty Jiangnan area, but was suddenly brought back to reality by the lightning and thunder outside the window.
Lu Yunchu ate and muttered casually: "In Yunnan... uh, I don't know what it's called here, anyway, there is a local specialty in the south called small pot rice noodles, but I changed it here, and only the word rice noodles is left."
The sound of rain was getting louder and louder, and the temperature was dropping sharply, but the house was always warm because of the fire stove and the hot steam from the casserole.
Lu Yunchu slurped the noodles quietly, making a slurping sound. The hot ingredients had to be eaten slowly, letting the fresh and fragrant flavor deeply stimulate the taste buds. The taste was truly indescribable.
Speaking of Yunnan, her memory became hazy for a moment, and she smiled and said, "That place is very beautiful, with blue sky, white clouds, and a sea of flowers. If possible... No, one day, we will definitely go and see it."
Wen Zhan let her chatter on without making any sense, looking at her through the white mist with a gentle smile.
It was very strange that on this day with heavy rain, thunder and lightning, the sky was so dark that almost no light could be seen, but Lu Yunchu easily dragged him into a spring day and briefly caught a glimpse of the blooming flowers.