Liu Qianxiu didn't notice anything, Mu Wan looked up at him, he met her gaze, put the bottle aside, got up and left the cat room.
He is pure-hearted and ascetic, and probably doesn't even go online, so he probably doesn't know about this kind of old trick.
A while after Liu Qianxiu left, Mu Wan also left the cat room. He kept her for dinner, and out of politeness, she should also help out in the kitchen. As soon as Mu Wan went out, she saw Zhou Yi sitting at the door of the kitchen.
Zhou Yi's body is pitch black, his hair is shiny, and he has the stability and laziness of a mature cat. It was dark and the lights were on in the kitchen. Zhou Yi turned his back. It was like a cat in the deep mountains and old forests, with wildness in its golden vertical pupils.
Seeing Mu Wan approaching, Zhou Yi called out with a long and distant tone, like a night in a bamboo forest in a high mountain.
Black cats were used to ward off evil spirits in ancient times, but in modern times they are gradually misinterpreted as ominous and disasters, and generally few people keep them in their homes. Liu Qianxiu is worthy of being a cultivator, he is outstanding.
Following Zhou Yi's call, Liu Qianxiu, who was busy in the kitchen, looked back. He was tall and straight with long legs. When he turned his head, he was resting his hands on the kitchen counter, waiting for the noodles in the pot to be cooked. The steam curled up, and the man's bright black eyes were hidden in the white mist, and Mu Wan actually felt the coolness of the morning mist.
Even in the most smoky kitchen, Liu Qianxiu was not stained with any vulgarity, and he still looked like a fairy.
"It's very docile." Liu Qianxiu said.
One person and one cat looked at her together, one with dark eyes and one with golden eyes, Mu Wan looked at them, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
"I'm not afraid." Mu Wan propped her hands on her knees. The room was very air-conditioned, but she was a little hot. She didn't touch Zhou Yi rashly, but just looked at it and asked, "How long have you kept it?"
"One year." Liu Qianxiu said, "I have been raising it since it was born."
The woman looked up, with clear eyes, and said, "The kitten room in the cat room was used by it before?"
"Yes." Liu Qianxiu said.
"There are so many orphan cats." She looked away and said with emotion, "Did you find it in the hospital too?"
Liu Qianxiu turned around, looked at Zhou Yi who was squatting on the ground, and said, "No, it's next to the Taoist temple."
Mu Wan always knew that Liu Qianxiu was a Taoist, but after hearing Liu Qianxiu talk about Taoism, Mu Wan still had goosebumps on her arms.
Faith is always awe-inspiring.
Mu Wan didn't ask any more questions. She looked at the bamboo chopsticks in Liu Qianxiu's hand and straightened her body.
"Do you need help?"
"No need." After Liu Qianxiu finished speaking, he turned around and gently stirred the long noodles in the pot with the bamboo chopsticks in his hand. The movements are skillful and the posture is noble.
The kitchen of Liu Qianxiu’s house is very large, with an island shape. The washing area is facing the door, the storage area is on the left, and the cooking area is on the right. clean. The entire kitchen utensils should be complete, new and tidy, demonstrating the owner's high degree of self-discipline and restraint.
Although Liu Qianxiu refused, Mu Wan still walked over. As soon as she arrived at the kitchen counter, her eyes lit up, and she said with a smile, "Yangchun noodles, it smells so good."
It can be seen that she is a little hungry, she puts her hands on her waist, pinches her arms back, and inside the dark green vest, butterfly bones bloom.
She stood not far from him, and there were long and thin noodles under the tumbling water. Liu Qianxiu stirred the bamboo chopsticks in his hand and said, "There is no lard, but sesame oil."
Yangchun noodles are made with lard. After freezing, put a spoonful at the bottom of the bowl and pour it with broth. It is delicious and fragrant.
Mu Wan raised her head and smiled at Liu Qianxiu. She thought he wanted to avoid eating so that's why she said that. She said, "Sesame oil is also very good. I can feed myself well."
After finishing speaking, Mu Wan's tone paused, Liu Qianxiu looked over, the two looked at each other, and Mu Wan looked away. The heat was steaming, she turned her head and continued to look at the soup base, there were crooked hair under the reddish earlobes, which added to her demureness.
Liu Qianxiu looked away, turned off the fire, and said, "Okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Wan handed over the bowl. In the bowl in front of him, the soup was full of juice, and the woman's slender and white fingers clasped the edge of the bowl, like white jade. She is very skillful in this movement, and the two of them seem to often eat together, and their gestures are in tacit understanding.
Liu Qianxiu took the bowl, and the slender noodles spread out at the bottom of the light brown bowl, like blooming white flowers.
Holding the noodles, Mu Wan opened the high stool, sat opposite Liu Qianxiu, and stirred the noodles with chopsticks. Amid the tangy aroma, Mu Wan took a sip, and the taste filled her tongue. Through the heat, Mu Wan raised her eyes to look at Liu Qianxiu who was opposite.
The Yangchun noodles made by Liu Qianxiu are also like him, clean, light and full of flavor. Liu Daochang, who was originally indifferent, became alive because of this noodle.
"Delicious." Mu Wan praised.
The man looked up at her, and slowly stirred the noodles with the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, and said calmly, "Eat more."
After hearing what he said, Mu Wan ate two bowls.
Mu Wan hasn't eaten with anyone for a long time. She doesn't have many announcements every week, and the filming time is only three or four days. She is at home during the rest of the time. I seldom eat breakfast, order takeaway for lunch, and go to a small stall outside for dinner.
She eats lunch by herself, it's deserted, and the stall for dinner is full of people, lively, polarized, and there are very few scenes like this.
There was a person sitting opposite, each holding a bowl of noodles, occasionally exchanging a few words, the bowls and chopsticks inadvertently touched together and made a slight sound, like a chime bell that had been dusty for a long time, being struck again.
Mu Wan drank the soup, her stomach was full, and she also filled another place, but she didn't remember what it was.
After eating, Mu Wan didn't bother anymore, and took a taxi back home.
She opened the door with the key, and the house was dark. Mu Wan turned on the light, put the key on the cabinet, and the sound of metal clashing echoed in the room.
The house is not big, and the small space is obviously very cramped, but it is filled with emptiness and loneliness. Mu Wan glanced at it and found it meaningless, so she turned and went into the bedroom.
The bedroom was also empty, except for the lifeless furniture, there was nothing else. Mu Wan felt that the house had never been so empty before. She walked to the edge of the bed, sat down, and her body sank into the bed, as if surrounded by it. Where Liu Qianxiu's house was filled, it collapsed again.
This is a vividness that has never been seen before.
Three kittens, a bowl of noodle soup, a man, the kitchen was filled with mist, and the marble dining table was so cold that it brushed against the skin... Mu Wan's mind was spinning.
Lin Wei was right, it wasn't that she wasn't afraid of loneliness, it was that she took loneliness as normal.
"It's just a bowl of noodle soup." Mu Wan murmured, feeling that she was too sensitive, she smiled and got up to go to the bathroom.
There was no announcement the next morning, and Mu Wan stayed in bed as usual. At ten o'clock in the morning, she was woken up by conversations outside the door. Hearing a familiar voice, Mu Wan got up from the bed, with long hands and slender legs, walked quickly to the door and opened it.
Outside the door, Mama Wu was chatting with the elder sister of the neighbor opposite, when she heard the sound of the door opening, the old lady turned her head and looked over with joy in her eyes, and said, "You just woke up?"
Mu Wan reached out to take the vegetable basket in her hand, and said with a smile, "I woke up for a while, but I just didn't get up, why didn't you knock on the door when you came?"
Wu Ma said goodbye to the elder sister of the neighbor, and Mu Wan carried the vegetables in her hand. She closed the door and said, "I just arrived too."
Wu Ma is over sixty years old this year, and she is a servant of the Mu family, and she saw Mu Wan growing up. Mu Wan's mother was kind to her, so since her mother passed away, Wu Ma has been taking care of her. A few years ago, after Mu Wan moved out from Mu's house, Mama Wu would come to her house when she was free, cook her a meal, and tidy up the house.
Wu Ma followed Mu Wan to the kitchen, and the house was still the same as when she came last time. With suspicious eyes, Wu Ma looked back and forth twice. Looking at her with his arms, he said, "No one."
Being overwhelmed, Mama Wu gave a shy smile. After laughing, she asked a question: "Then yesterday?"
Mu Wan remembered that when she went downstairs with Liu Qianxiu yesterday, she bumped into the neighbor across the door. The two of them chatted so passionately outside just now, they probably talked about her and Liu Qianxiu.
"That's Dr. Liu, he came to my house to get the cat." Mu Wan explained.
Mu Wan knew of her concern for Mu Wan, and Mu Wan never kept her secret from her emotionally.
The light in Wu Ma's eyes obviously dimmed.
When I was at the door just now, the elder sister of the neighbor described that the man was good-looking, he looked extravagant, and he was a good match with Mu Wan, with a nose and eyes, so Mama Wu was very happy.
Taking out the ingredients from the vegetable basket, Mama Wu muttered, "You are too old, and you haven't liked anyone in so many years? You can find a companion and have dinner together."
Hearing the last sentence, Mu Wan's lips were slightly pursed, her mind was turbulent, she watched Wu Ma take out the ingredients, and asked, "Why did you suddenly wake up today?"
In the past, Mama Wu wanted to go home, but she never urged her.
Wu Ma looked up and said with a sigh in her voice, "Mu Qing brought her boyfriend back yesterday."
When Mu Qing was mentioned, Mu Wan's thoughts stopped.
Mu Qing is a child of her uncle's family, they are cousins, and Mu Qing is only two months younger than Mu Wan. Mu Wan lived with her mother in Mu's house since she was a child, and the widowed mother brought her children, so her reputation was not good. Mu Wan's mother is still considered to be from the Mu family, but even though she bears the surname Mu, she has always been regarded as an outsider, and everyone in the Mu family hates her.
Mu Wan and Mu Qing are about the same age, but they are treated completely differently, especially after their mother passed away. So, after she was able to support herself, she moved out of Mu's house.
But a child in a family will inevitably be compared. Mu Qing has been inferior to Mu Wan since she was a child, and she would cry with anger when she was a child.
"Her boyfriend is the future successor of the Shen Group. The two met when they were traveling abroad. I think the man's conversation is quite powerful." Wu Ma sighed after finishing her evaluation, and said: " After all these years, she has finally overwhelmed you."
Mu Wan looked down at Mama Wu, her eyes were full of calmness, she pretended to be unconvinced and smiled and said: "Why do you overwhelm me, maybe I will find someone more powerful."
"Where can you find a better one?" Wu Ma squinted at her.
Mu Wan joked: "The Shen family is just relying on the Liu family, I can just find someone from the Liu family."
Wu Ma looked up at her, looked at the joke in her eyes, and said, "It doesn't matter how good you are, just find someone who is good to you. If you find it, you can be regarded as a relative again."
Mu Wan smiled.
Without continuing on this topic, Mama Wu took out all the materials and asked Mu Wan, "What do you want to eat?"
Mu Wan glanced at the materials, licked her lower lip slightly, and said, "Yangchun noodles."
The author has something to say: Daoist Liu: Patriarch of the Liu family, think about it~