Huo Shaoheng is going to cook himself? !
Gu Nianzhi was excited. She had eaten the food cooked by Huo Shaoheng when she was twelve years old and had just followed Huo Shaoheng...
Later, we ate in the canteen of the military station. Although it was specially provided for general officers, it was always a big pot of food and not as delicious as what Huo Shaoheng cooked.
"Mrs. Huo, let's get out quickly. This place is too narrow. Uncle Huo can't turn around." Gu Nianzhi happily coaxed Song Jinning out.
The two came to the living room outside and continued to have a friendly conversation about clothes, shoes, bags and other topics of mutual interest.
The more he talked to her, the more Gu Nianzhi became certain that Song Jinning's memory really stayed at the age when she was eighteen, which was nearly thirty years ago.
Some of the brands she was familiar with no longer existed, and she knew nothing about the new brands that appeared later.
What kind of disease is this
How could she remember everything before she turned eighteen but forget what happened after she turned eighteen
And every day after that, she will forget what happened the day before, except what happened before she was eighteen years old.
Gu Nianzhi planned to wait until he had time to see Chen Zhi and ask him about Song Jinning's situation.
The two of them had been talking outside for less than half an hour when suddenly a mellow aroma drifted over from the kitchen.
Gu Nianzhi's taste glands automatically secreted saliva, which made him greedy.
Why does it smell so good!
It was the aroma of pure food, including green beans, seafood, and probably eggs...
Gu Nianzhi sniffed and involuntarily touched the kitchen door.
Huo Shaoheng was putting the fried rice on a plate with a spatula.
Looking back, he saw Gu Nianzhi leaning in and raising his eyebrows, "Can you still eat it?"
Gu Nianzhi nodded repeatedly, "It can be done!"
Huo Shaoheng: "..." He turned around and calmly took another small bowl and filled her with a small bowl of three-fresh fried rice.
Song Jinning followed in and stood timidly behind Gu Nianzhi, not daring to step forward.
Huo Shaoheng looked at her and said nothing. He just put a white orchid ice jade porcelain plate on the table. On the plate was a small pile of golden fried rice. The rice grains were plump and golden, and each grain was soaked with egg juice. The fresh green beans are sweet and refreshing. Although the shrimps are thawed, they are marinated with a little rice wine. They are very delicious and have no fishy smell at all.
Gu Nianzhi finished the small bowl of three-fresh fried rice in almost two mouthfuls. After eating, he was still unsatisfied and wanted to lick the bowl again.
It was so delicious, the taste seemed to have magic power, instantly reviving Gu Nianzhi's taste system that had been dulled by fever.
Song Jinning sat silently opposite Gu Nianzhi, holding a spoon and started eating fried rice.
As she ate, she frowned and looked up at Huo Shaoheng and then at Gu Nianzhi in confusion.
"What's wrong? Doesn't it taste good? If it doesn't taste good, I'll help you eat it..." Gu Nianzhi had already stretched out his hand, saying that he would help Song Jinning "clean up".
Huo Shaoheng held her hand and put it back with a stern look, "You can't eat anymore."
Gu Nianzhi pursed his lips and silently stood up to pour the tea.
Song Jinning then asked Huo Shaoheng in a soft voice: "Excuse me, how can you make such a taste?"
"Learned from others." Huo Shaoheng said lightly, glanced at Song Jinning with complicated eyes, and turned to Gu Nianzhi, "Would you like to go out for a walk?"
"I want it, I want it!" Gu Nianzhi quickly brought the tea tray and put it in front of Song Jinning, and said: "Mrs. Huo, after you finish the fried rice, drink some Pu'er to relieve tiredness." He turned his head and looked at Huo Shaoheng with both eyes. Stars are about to pop up: "You really want to take me out for a walk?!"
"Today is boxing-day. Many famous stores in the imperial capital will have good stuff." Huo Shaoheng took a step aside, "Don't you want to buy something?"
"Oh oh oh! Yes, yes!" Gu Nianzhi winked at Song Jinning, "You eat slowly, I'll go out to buy something."
Song Jinning nodded doubtfully, but still looked at Huo Shaoheng and said: "... This taste is so familiar, I can also make it."
"Really?" Huo Shaoheng smiled, took Gu Nianzhi's hand, and walked away.
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Gu Nianzhi followed Huo Shaoheng down from the third floor and asked him in a low voice: "...Why did your mother ask you that this smell looks so familiar?"
"Because this is the fried rice she often made for me when I was a child. I loved eating it when I was a child." Huo Shaoheng said lightly.
Just as Gu Nianzhi was about to show sympathy, Huo Shaoheng suddenly raised his hands, held her face and pinched her, "Don't overthink it, I'm not that sentimental."
Huo Shaoheng's hand was stronger and he casually pinched out two blushes on Gu Nianzhi's fair face. He couldn't help but laugh, patted her face gently, and turned to go downstairs.
As soon as he turned a corner, he ran into Huo Jialan who was hurriedly going upstairs.
"Huh? Why are you down here?" Huo Jialan raised her head and greeted them, "Have you seen Mrs. Song?"
Huo Shaoheng nodded, "Thank you."
Gu Nianzhi followed behind and covered his blushing face, secretly rolled his eyes at Huo Shaoheng, looked out from behind him and asked, "Aunt Lan, why do you call Mrs. Huo Mrs. Song?"
Although Song Jinning's surname is Song, when she married into the Huo family, she should be called "Mrs. Huo"!
Although women in the Chinese Empire did not change their husband's surname after marriage, they generally used their husband's surname before addressing them after marriage to show the difference from single and unmarried women.
Gu Nianzhi sensitively discovered yesterday that she was the only one who called Song Jinning "Mrs. Huo". Others, including the servants of the Huo family, called Song Jinning "Mrs. Song".
Huo Jialan's bright almond eyes blinked with interest, looked at Huo Shaoheng, and said with a smile: "Cousin, haven't you told Miss Gu yet?"
Huo Shaoheng put his hands in his trouser pockets and turned to look at Gu Nianzhi, "I'm going out to smoke a cigarette." After saying that, he walked quickly as if he didn't want to talk anymore.
Gu Nianzhi's foggy eyes looked at Huo Shaoheng's back, then at Huo Jialan, who was smiling, and asked suspiciously: "What happened that I don't know about?"
"Let my cousin tell you." Huo Jialan patted her shoulder, raised her head and smiled at Huo Shaoheng's back, and went upstairs with elegant steps.
Gu Nianzhi looked back at Huo Jialan's curvaceous back and sighed with envy. She thought to herself that in order to have such a waist, such legs, and such hips, she would have to work harder to keep fit...
Huo Jialan is always neatly dressed when she is at home. Today she is wearing a pink and purple cheongsam trimmed with snow-white fox fur, which fully reveals her curvy figure.
When she went upstairs, Gu Nianzhi felt that her waist was twisted so much that it almost formed a figure 8.
Of course, this was not Huo Jialan's intention to do this, but with her curvy figure and wearing a narrow cheongsam, she must have been swaying when she went upstairs. There was nothing she could do about it.
Gu Nianzhi watched it without blinking, especially wanting to learn this subtle style.
She is still young after all...
Gu Nianzhi sighed quietly, and when going downstairs, he kept looking back to peek at Huo Jialan's graceful appearance going upstairs.
It wasn't until he was completely out of sight that he turned back angrily. When he looked up, he saw Huo Shaoheng with one hand in his trouser pocket and a cigarette in the other, leaning against the handrail at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for her.
"What are you looking at? So fascinated? Are you afraid of falling when you go downstairs?" Huo Shaoheng stretched out his free hand to her.
Gu Nianzhi held his hand and stared at the cigarette between his fingers, "Uncle Huo, do you want to smoke in the room?"
"You go change your clothes first. Wait until I finish smoking this cigarette." Huo Shaoheng let go of her hand and walked towards the door of the house.
Gu Nianzhi went back home and changed her clothes. She came out wearing a Burberry horn-buttoned coat and a Mulberry backpack.
As soon as he left the door, he saw Huo Shaoheng coming out of the second bedroom. He was wearing a brown and black half-length leather jacket over a navy blue shirt. It was not a jacket style, but a casual suit jacket style. The back was slightly waisted, a bit like a hunting suit, but not hunting. It’s a cumbersome outfit, lighter than a coat, thicker and warmer than a woolen blazer.
Wearing it on Huo Shaoheng, his shoulders became wider and his legs became longer, adding to his heroic demeanor, as if he had just stepped out of the world's top fashion magazine. But among those male models, which one has Huo Shaoheng's looks? !
Gu Nianzhi was fascinated.
"Let's go, why are you dazing." Huo Shaoheng walked past her and took out his car keys from his leather jacket pocket.
Gu Nianzhi ran out behind Huo Shaoheng.
The two of them were traveling in casual clothes. Huo Shaoheng only arranged for a few guards in casual clothes to follow and protect them secretly. There was no fanfare like the last time he picked up Gu Nianzhi.
"Where are you going?" Gu Nianzhi followed Huo Shaoheng's car and asked cautiously: "Uncle Huo, can you drive?"
Fan Jian drove each time. Fan Jian was on vacation these days, and Huo Shaoheng didn't find another driver to drive for him.
Huo Shaoheng didn't look at her. He started the car and said calmly: "No, what should I do?"
"What should I do if I don't know what to do?!" Gu Nianzhi stared at him for a while, looked at his handsome profile, and suddenly laughed softly, muttering in a very low voice: "Okay, okay, you are handsome, you can talk, you can do whatever you want. ."
"What are you talking about?" Huo Shaoheng finally glanced at her, "Sit tight and fasten your seat belt."
Gu Nianzhi fastened his seat belt and praised the Bentley from front to back, inside and out.
She was exaggerated and talkative. Huo Shaoheng listened to her voice as background music while he was thinking about his thoughts. Anyway, Gu Nianzhi spoke without him responding, so the time with her was always relaxed and passed quickly.
It didn't seem like long before they arrived at Cylon Plaza, the famous shopping center of the imperial capital.
Parking the car in the underground garage, Gu Nianzhi got out of the car happily, stretched out his hand and turned around in a circle, and said happily: "This parking lot is bigger than the mall in the United States!"
Huo Shaoheng locked the car and got out, expressionlessly saying: "Let's go to the eighth floor."
The world's famous stores are on the eighth floor of the Cylon Plaza Building.
Gu Nianzhi trotted to keep up, watching as more and more people were arriving in the parking lot. She pursed her lips, walked to Huo Shaoheng, and said in a low voice: "Huo... Mr. Huo, I want to discuss something with you."
"explain."
"Well, I'm outside today, so I won't call you uncle, okay..." Gu Nianzhi asked with a blushing face.
She wanted to spend a day shopping with Huo Shaoheng like normal people and leave a beautiful memory.
But if you keep calling him "Uncle Huo", this memory will not be beautiful...
Huo Shaoheng: "..."
He tilted his head and looked at her with lowered eyes, and said calmly: "With the way you are jumping around, even if you don't call me uncle, others will think you are my junior."
Gu Nianzhi hurriedly stopped, "I'm not jumping around! I want to talk to you, who told you to walk so fast!"
Sure enough, he dislikes her for being too young and not looking like a mature woman...
Gu Nianzhi felt sad for a while, but he still held it back and did not show it.
After hearing this, Huo Shaoheng slowed down and matched her pace. He took her into the elevator and went directly to the eighth floor.
Directly opposite the elevator entrance on the eighth floor is Chanel's flagship store in the Chinese Empire.
"You go in and pick out your clothes." Huo Shaoheng took out a cigarette, "I'll wait for you here."
He stood in the corridor outside the Chanel store, lit a cigarette, and waved to Gu Nianzhi.
Gu Nianzhi was dizzy when he saw the colorful colors in his eyes. Without saying a word, he got in and met the latest Chanel clothes.
Huo Shaoheng looked at her bouncing back with a smile on his lips. He leaned against the railing on the eighth floor and smoked silently.
Half an hour later, Gu Nianzhi came out of the Chanel flagship store with several paper bags and a smile on her face. Just as she was about to show off her achievements to Huo Shaoheng, she heard someone rushing over in surprise, "Master Huo?! That's Master Huo?!" You are finally back! I haven’t seen you for so many years!"
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