The two of us stayed up late last night and woke up very late in the morning.
The sky was gloomy and gray after a heavy snowfall, but fortunately there was no strong wind, so it wasn't that cold. Outside the window, it was all white, and the world of ice and snow looked particularly clean.
Lu Yunchu woke up and rubbed her body twice in a daze before turning over and sitting up. Usually Wen Zhan woke up earlier than her, but today she sat up and found Wen Zhan asleep.
He was very quiet when he slept. Although in a sense, he was always very quiet, this quietness was more like a lifeless quietness, like a jade statue without temperature.
Lu Yunchu subconsciously stretched out his hand to feel his breath, but after doing this he found that it seemed a bit unnatural.
Before she could withdraw her hand, Wen Zhan's eyelashes suddenly trembled, like a butterfly fluttering its wings, and it was obvious that he was about to wake up. She quickly withdrew her hand and made a gesture to turn over and get out of bed, trying to cover up her mistake.
Wen Zhan was half asleep, looking dazed, with a look of confusion that was rarely seen.
Lu Yunchu said lightly: "You sleep a little longer."
Wen Zhan blinked and after a while he understood what she meant. He frowned and tried to open his eyes wide to regain consciousness.
Lu Yunchu pressed his forehead and said, "Look, go to sleep."
The strange posture was quite effective. Wen Zhan felt inexplicably snored by him, and he closed his eyes in a daze and fell into a deep sleep again.
His hair was as smooth as silk, but the top of his head near his forehead was very furry and felt very good. Lu Yunchu rubbed it again in a sly manner and then turned over and got out of bed.
Wen Zhan was sleeping very soundly, his lips pursed, and he looked very sleepy. It was probably because he was very tired from the rare activity during the New Year yesterday, and was forced to stay up late by Lu Yunchu, so it was not unusual for him to be so sleepy.
In the early morning when the snow had not melted yet, Lu Yunchu was too lazy to get ready, so she tied her hair up, casually wrapped herself in a cloak, and went to the kitchen.
The courtyard outside was covered in silver and snow, and it was very quiet, as if there was only this warm little house in the vast world.
Lu Yunchu did not go to the outer courtyard to call the maid. He boiled a pot of hot water for washing himself, and left the remaining water on the stove for Wen Zhan to wash when he woke up.
There were leftovers and unused ingredients from last night in the kitchen. Fortunately, the weather was cold and they would not go bad if left for a long time. Lu Yunchu looked around and decided to make a bowl of noodle soup. On the morning of the first day of the new year, although it was porridge, it was better to drink something richer. The soup made from the pork bones was transparent white. The unused pork liver and blood from yesterday were added, and the chopped seafood was added to enhance the flavor. The noodles were broken into thin pieces and boiled together. It was not too weird, but it was not bad. This pot of noodle soup seemed to be simply cooked, but it was actually full of real ingredients.
When Lu Yunchu finished cooking breakfast and returned to the room, Wen Zhan was still sleeping, but he was sleeping more lightly than before. He woke up as soon as Lu Yunchu came in.
He pushed aside the black hair that fell on the side of his face, supported his upper body, and slowly sat up.
It was rare for Lu Yunchu to see him like this, and evil thoughts welled up in his mind. He wished he could make him stay up late every day.
Wen Zhan stared at the ground for a few breaths, then looked up at Lu Yunchu, blinked, and saw that it was her who looked surprised and confused, as if asking, "When did you get up?"
He turned his head to look out the window. It was all gray and he couldn't see the sky clearly.
Lu Yunchu held back his laughter and ran to sit beside the bed: "Have you slept enough?"
Wen Zhan nodded slowly, revealing a shy look.
He felt something was wrong, and when he touched his head, he found it was a bit messy. He felt even more embarrassed, thinking that he had messed up his hair because of sleeping like that.
The culprit, Lu Yunchu, didn't feel guilty at all, and just stared at him as he smoothed his hair elegantly. It must be said that when Wen Zhan relaxed, he had a soft feeling like spring breeze melting snow. She couldn't help but sigh that beauties are really different, even the way they get up is pleasing to the eye.
"If you don't want to continue sleeping, why don't you wash up?" Lu Yunchu asked.
Wen Zhan nodded, lifted a corner of the quilt, and prepared to get out of bed.
Lu Yunchu held him down and said, "Get up. It's very cold outside. Stay in bed to warm yourself up for a while. I'll bring you the washbasin."
Wen Zhan didn't quite understand why she did this, but he didn't have any paper or pen with him, and he couldn't call out to Lu Yunchu, so he could only watch her run away excitedly.
After a while, Lu Yunchu came over with a copper basin, tooth powder, a cup, and a toothbrush.
Wen Zhan lifted the corner of the quilt again and tried to get up, but was held down by Lu Yunchu again.
"Lie down," she said simply.
Wen Zhan looked confused and didn't understand why she did this.
Lu Yunchu placed the copper basin on the small stool beside the bed, wrung out the towel, and handed it to him.
Wen Zhan took the towel hesitantly. He felt uncomfortable being stared at by Lu Yunchu. His movements were stiff and he didn't know whether he should cover his face with the towel.
Lu Yunchu raised the corners of his mouth high: "Wash your face."
Of course Wen Zhan knew that he had to wash his face, but he didn't know why she was staring at him while he was washing his face.
He hesitated for a long time, and finally covered his face with the towel and wiped it slowly.
The towel that had just been rinsed with hot water was emitting hot steam, making his pale skin look slightly pink.
Wen Zhan closed his eyes and wiped his face carefully. After wiping, he spread out the towel, covered his face with it, pressed it a few times, and then peeled it off.
Now her eyebrows and eyelashes were slightly wet, making her look misty and radiant.
He held up the handkerchief stiffly and looked at Lu Yunchu inquiringly, as if asking, "Can I dip it in water and wash it again?"
Ah, what is this cat washing its face
Lu Yunchu was satisfied with having satisfied his strange habit. He nodded and finally let Wen Zhan go and stopped staring at him.
Seeing her walk away, Wen Zhan breathed a sigh of relief. Although it felt strange to be stared at while washing his face, he had no intention of refusing. No matter what, he would do whatever Lu Yunchu said, as long as she was happy.
Lu Yunchu had just walked away when he suddenly remembered something and hurried back.
Wen Zhan wiped his face roughly, and when he saw her come back, his body stiffened, his eyes slightly widened, and he looked up at her with a handkerchief raised, afraid that she would make another strange request.
Lu Yunchu wanted to laugh again, but she gritted her teeth to hold it back and asked seriously, "Do you want to drink porridge now? Drink some porridge to fill your stomach. It's time to take the medicine later."
Wen Zhan thought he had misunderstood, so he tilted his head slightly to hide his discomfort and nodded.
As soon as Lu Yunchu turned around, he couldn't help laughing. He walked briskly to the kitchen and served two bowls of noodle soup.
It was freezing outside, and she quickened her pace to prevent the delicious noodle soup from being ruined by the cold air.
Wen Zhan had already dressed and got out of bed. Perhaps because he was afraid that Lu Yunchu would do something strange again, he dressed very quickly today. In the time it took her to come back and forth, he had even tied his hair up.
Lu Yunchu exclaimed in surprise, and was so frightened that he dared not move.
However, Lu Yunchu was just surprised that he packed up so quickly. She had no other thoughts. She waved to Wen Zhan and said, "Come over and have breakfast. It's so cold. Eat to warm up your body."
Wen Zhan sat down at the dining table as he was told and saw the noodle soup on the table.
The noodle soup was steaming, translucent white, and the soup was not turbid at all. The noodles were cooked softly, with the white threads faintly visible. The noodles were mixed with various ingredients and sprinkled with a handful of emerald green onions, which looked very appetizing.
You cannot use chopsticks to eat noodle soup, you have to use a spoon. The noodles seem to melt in the soup. When you scoop up a spoonful, the sticky soup base is hanging on the edge of the spoon, and the noodles are falling down, so you have to catch them quickly.
Lu Yunchu blew it perfunctorily and opened his mouth to eat. It couldn't be called eating, it was slurping. The smooth and sweet noodle soup went into his mouth, making a slight rustling sound. The warm and fresh taste soothed his tongue all the way to his stomach. The morning chill was instantly dispelled, and he felt much more comfortable.
Some people eat quickly and voraciously, which makes people dislike them, such as Wen Jue, who is favored by Lu Yunchu.
Some people eat quickly and vigorously, and they have a good appetite and enjoy the delicious food, which makes them look pleasing to the eye, such as Lu Yunchu, who is very charming.
He was not hungry at first, but when he saw Lu Yunchu take a bite, he also became greedy. His stomach was empty, and even if he was wearing thick clothes, he could not resist the severe cold. He was much more gentle than Lu Yunchu, scooped up half a spoonful and put it into his mouth. The freshness of the seafood, the meatiness of the pork, the clearness of the noodles, and the richness of the soup spread in his mouth. It was not the kind of food that had a sense of impact, but a soft and delicious warmth that lingered in his lungs, and the delicious taste moistened everything.
Fresh pork liver is beautiful when cooked, each clove is soft, tender and fresh, and you can feel the unique smoothness when you bite it; pig blood is even more so, tender like tofu, fresh and a little sweet. Wrapped in the sticky soup base with seafood, the taste of the ingredients is covered, leaving only the delicious freshness, and with the pepper floating in the soup, there is no fishy smell at all.
"Oh, right!" Lu Yunchu lay on the table and drank half a bowl of noodle soup. He suddenly asked Wen Zhan, "You don't want to eat internal organs, do you?"
It was too late to ask now. Wen Zhan held the spoon, slightly widened his eyes, and looked at her in confusion, obviously not knowing what offal was in the soup.
Lu Yunchu was quite embarrassed: "It's okay, keep drinking."
Okay, Wen Zhan replied, lowering his head and continuing to drink.
His attitude is what cooks like the most. He eats whatever he is given and is very satisfied. Every time he eats, he looks so happy that he is as happy as stars in the sky.
Lu Yunchu looked at the big bowl in front of her, then at the small bowl in front of Wen Zhan, and felt a little guilty. It was not that she didn't want to feed Wen Zhan, but she was really worried that his stomach wouldn't be able to bear it, so she could only increase his food intake little by little.
She looked at Wen Zhan who was eating quietly with his head down, and couldn't help but come out to comfort him: "When you get better, eat less if you want. Now you can eat meat, and you are better than when I came here. You will get better and better."
Wen Zhan looked up, there was no dissatisfaction on his face. He curled the corners of his mouth and nodded expectantly.
Lu Yunchu lowered his head and continued eating. Out of the corner of his eye he saw him finish the last bite of rice and scrape the bottom of the bowl clean bit by bit with a porcelain spoon.
The slight sense of guilt in her heart instantly magnified.
This is not the end. After scraping the bottom of the bowl, he scraped the edges of the bowl until the bowl was completely clean, leaving no residue.
After doing all this, he looked up and happened to meet Lu Yunchu's eyes. Feeling timid as if he was caught, he quickly put down the bowl and spoon, trying to show that he didn't want to eat anymore.
Damn it, Lu Yunchu cursed in his heart, and after struggling for a while, he finally surrendered. He stood up and muttered, "I'll give you another spoonful. You have to take medicine later. You can't eat any more."
Wen Zhan smiled immediately. He was sitting, and Lu Yunchu was standing, so he had to look up at her. At this angle, he looked up, his eyes were very bright, and even more lively, with a little imperceptible flattery.
Damn it, Lu Yunchu suppressed the urge in her heart to comfort him, turned around and walked away. She would never add another spoonful of water to his milk, never!