Lu Yunchu originally just wanted to go through the motions, but now that there was something exciting to watch, she really didn't mind adding fuel to the fire.
She leaned towards Wen Zhan, raised her handkerchief to cover her face, and cried softly: "My husband, why is my brother like this? I spent the whole afternoon preparing food to ease the relationship between us, but I didn't expect him to lie with his eyes open."
Wen Zhan couldn't help it, he lifted his sleeves and coughed to cover up his smile.
Wen Jue glanced at Liu Zhixu, his face turned blue, then purple, then blue again, and finally turned the color of liver: "Don't talk nonsense, I, I'm not lying with my eyes open, I just didn't see it clearly!"
"Can you slander someone without even seeing clearly? You're throwing such a big basin of dirty water on me. Woo woo woo, Miss Liu, please be fair and just."
If Wen Jue wasn't the evil, cold and cruel old-fashioned male protagonist, he would definitely put his hands on his hips and stomp his feet to fight with Lu Yunchu. Unfortunately, in order to maintain his dignity, he could only grit his teeth and say, "Just talk, why drag others into this?"
It was unknown when the male and female protagonists had progressed. Liu Zhixu walked over lightly, bowed to everyone, and said gently: "We are all family, why are you so angry? If there is any misunderstanding, just clarify it."
Wen Jue couldn't hold his face anymore. As the male protagonist who had experienced countless misunderstandings and physical and mental abuse with the female protagonist, how could he possibly soften
He snorted and tried to explain himself, "Misunderstanding? Not all food can be eaten casually." He still believed that Lu Yunchu's brain was damaged because of love turning into hatred, and it was not impossible that he deliberately used sewage to make food.
He spread out the hem of his clothes, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Lu Yunchu, stop pretending to cry, do you dare to eat it?"
Lu Yunchu looked at his "handsome face as sharp as a knife" and stopped pretending. He put down the handkerchief and walked towards him, imitating him.
Hey, it was you who wanted me to slap you in the face. Watch me slap your “knife-cut” face into a face as slashed as knife noodles.
The two of them suddenly entered into an inexplicable cockfighting state, and Liu Zhixu and Wen Zhan were both stunned.
Wen Zhan was experienced and was the first to react. He sat down with Lu Yunchu and expressed his support.
Wen Jue's face turned even darker.
Lu Yunchu slowly served himself a bowl, and under Wen Jue's shocked gaze, he slurped the hot snail soup.
Wen Jue didn't expect her to be so bold. A real man can bend and stretch. He sneered and said to Lu Yunchu, "Okay, I misunderstood you." In order to save face in front of Liu Zhixu, he explained, "I have a picky taste and can't eat everything. Thank you for your kindness, sister-in-law."
To be honest, this thing only surprised me when I first smelled it, but I got used to it after smelling it for a long time. It is not that smelly. However, Wen Jue would never admit his mistake.
But Lu Yunchu was determined to press on. She said to Liu Zhixu in a friendly manner, "Excuse me, Miss Liu. We are a family like this. We like to bicker. I wonder if Miss Liu has had her meal yet. If you don't mind, sit down with us for dinner?"
Liu Zhixu smiled and said, "Mrs. Lu is polite, but I'm afraid this is not in accordance with the rules..."
Lu Yunchu stood up and held her down: "What rules are there? We are all friends, don't be so formal." What rules are there in such a chaotic world? In the future, you, the heroine, will be entangled with n male supporting roles and finally marry the hero to become the queen.
Wen Jue felt that Lu Yunchu must have noticed something, otherwise why would he repeatedly embarrass himself in front of Miss Liu.
Liu Zhixu was still young at that time, and had not yet experienced the hardships of her future life. Although she was cold and calm, she could not hide her lively girlish nature.
Smelling this strange smell, she was actually eager to try: "Mrs. Lu is right, I was thinking wrong."
Seeing that she was about to pick up her chopsticks, Lu Yunchu felt a chill on the back of his head. No way, that loyal secret guard, if you wanted to observe someone secretly, you should have observed your love rival Wen Jue.
Anyway, the secret guards will have no intersection with him in the future, Lu Yunchu is not afraid at all, and is very motivated to let the heroine fall into the snail noodle trap.
She diligently gave Liu Zhixu a small bowl.
Liu Zhixu looked at the shiny layer of chili oil on the surface and swallowed unconsciously. Pengzhou is humid and the people love spicy food, and she is no exception.
The ingredients on the snail noodles are rich, with sour beans and radishes, crispy fried peanuts, a handful of refreshing black fungus, and the soul of the dish, crispy bean curd. This kind of rich food needs to be stirred with chopsticks, soaked in the soup, sandwiched in the rice noodles, and then opened wide to take a bite, so that it can be delicious.
Liu Zhixu ate politely, unlike Lu Yunchu who ate voraciously. She picked up a piece of smooth rice noodles with chopsticks. The white rice noodles were coated with orange-red chili oil. The chili oil was not turbid but very clear, and had a strong spicy aroma, which made people's appetite grow.
The first bite was strange, really strange, but the more you sipped it, the more you could smell the addictive aroma. The soup base made from snails, pork bones and chicken racks was extremely fresh, and after using sour bamboo shoots to remove the fishy smell, it was so fresh and sweet that it curled up from the root of the tongue and filled the mouth. This was another level of freshness.
The rice noodles of snail noodles are not as soft and sticky as other rice noodles. They are very flexible and elastic. When you chew them, the rice noodles jump around in your mouth, and are accompanied by crispy peanuts and chewy sour beans. This crispness makes the taste more lively.
The hotness and spiciness further enhance the freshness of the sour bamboo shoots. The more you eat, the more you enjoy it. The sour and refreshing attack is so strong that it is difficult for anyone to resist.
The sour and spicy hot air that filled my face, the strange smell that lingered in my nose for a long time, and the fresh and hot temperature made my cheeks red. It was really embarrassing, but this kind of hearty and tearful feeling was just right. I buried my head in the bowl and didn't want to lift it up.
Wen Jue was shocked when he saw Liu Zhixu being gradually assimilated by Lu Yunchu.
The slurping sound of noodles surrounded him, and the stench made him feel like a dried man. The hateful thing was that he actually got a little high from the smell, and began to think that eating with the stinky smell would give him a kind of indulgent and secret pleasure.
But he did not admit it. He took a deep breath and felt like he was meditating and would ascend to heaven in the next moment.
Wen Jue didn't eat, no one cared. Wen Zhan didn't eat, Liu Zhixu felt a little embarrassed.
She tried to remind Lu Yunchu who was eating heartily: "Madam Lu, this... Well, forgive my rudeness, but I couldn't help but eat my fill before the host even started eating."
Lu Yunchu looked up in confusion and glanced at Wen Jue. Seeing that he had his eyes closed with a stiff, mocking smile on his lips, he rolled his eyes.
Looking at Wen Zhan again, it was a relief. He sat obediently, not looking sideways, staring at the floor quietly, not showing any discomfort about the stench, as if waiting for Lu Yunchu to finish eating and go home.
Woo, Lu Yun's original intention melted, and he guiltily asked the servant to bring a bowl of hot water to rinse off the chili oil for him: "The spiciness of snail noodles is the soul. It would not be delicious if it is not spicy, but it has a strong umami flavor, and you can still taste something fresh."
Liu Zhixu looked at the two miserable rice noodles in the bowl, felt deep sympathy, and subconsciously ate the noodles faster.
Wen Zhan nodded and ate two boiled rice noodles without complaint. His eyes lit up. It turned out that although it smelled strange, it tasted like this.
He had a pure smile on his face, praising anything new and novel.
He knew very well how to treat Lu Yunchu. Lu Yunchu hesitated for a moment and picked up two pieces of bean curd and rinsed them for him: "You can try this too." Wen Zhan had a bad stomach, but drinking porridge all the time would be worse for his stomach, so Lu Yunchu gradually fed him other staple foods, and tentatively gave him chicken soup and cooked meat. Except for the occasional stomachache when he had an attack, Wen Zhan responded well at other times.
"If you feel uncomfortable in your stomach, tell me immediately." She instructed
Wen Zhan nodded.
The fried bean curd sheets are golden and thick, and a large piece is full of soup. The crispness has faded a little, but it is not too soft. When you bite it, the sweet and sour soup blooms in your mouth. It has a strong bean flavor and a mellow aroma, and it has an oily aroma when you chew it.
Wen Zhan was pleasantly surprised by the taste and rarely raised his eyebrows. He ground the bean curd sheets into small pieces with his teeth and finally swallowed them reluctantly. After finishing the meal, he lowered his head, feeling a little disappointed.
Lu Yunchu saw it and silently gave him two more slices: "This is the last bite."
Wen Zhan immediately regained his gentle smile and nodded obediently.
The person involved is confused. Liu Zhixu saw it and couldn't help but narrow his eyes, looking between them.
Wen Jue finally opened his eyes unable to bear it any longer. Do these people take him seriously
As soon as she opened her eyes, she happened to see Liu Zhixu smiling at Wen Zhan, and her heart tightened. Could it be that she was... No, no, he was no longer the willful and dazzling boy he used to be, and she would definitely be his woman! Only his woman!
Wen Jue gritted his teeth, his expression unpredictable.
He was the only one at the table who was working diligently on the plot and character design. The other three were eating and drinking in a good mood. The host and the guests... everyone had a great time and prepared to leave after the meal.
"The New Year is coming. I wonder if Miss Liu will come home. The most unpleasant thing during the New Year is to be lonely. If you don't mind, you can come to my yard for a meal." Lu Yunchu invited enthusiastically, "I always feel that it is not lively enough."
Liu Zhixu was somewhat moved: "I really won't go home, I...Mrs. Lu, thank you very much."
They left in a friendly manner, leaving Wen Jue unable to react for a long time.
He looked at the empty bowls on the table, furious. He flipped the table and vented his anger in a domineering manner: "Do they take me seriously?" He thought of Lu Yunchu's invitation and became suspicious. "What is Crazy Lu's intention?"
He was really domineering. The maids wanted to cry but had no tears. The soup was spilled all over the floor. How could they clean up the smell? Master, have you ever thought about painting in the pavilion in the next few days