That night, He Yunzhou made Huo Zheng rice noodles mixed with sauerkraut and meat.
In fact, it's not that he never thought about cooking more exquisite dishes, but because of some subtle thoughts, He Yunzhou always felt that Huo Zheng should eat more sour food tonight.
The ingredients used are water spinach stalks that have just been marinated in kimchi water for one night, and a little sour cabbage. A small piece of sour lettuce and sour radish are added to increase the crunchy texture of the meat. . Holding his precious kimchi jar, He Yunzhou hesitated for a moment, then fished out a few extra sour onions and pickled peppers, and chopped them into fine pieces along with the other pickled vegetables.
And of course pork.
Three-layer streaky pork belly, cut into small meat pieces with a knife, squeeze some onion and ginger water, mix well, then put it in the wok and stir fry quickly, the meat pieces will crackle and crackle soon after being heated, and the fat will be slightly browned , the lard is translucent and fragrant. At this time, pour in the sauerkraut and stir fry for a while. In just a short while, a strong aroma rose from the entire kitchen. The smell of sauerkraut was already strong, but now it mixed with the smell of oil, and instantly evolved into another mellow aroma.
Seeing that it was almost done, He Yunzhou directly poured a small bowl of broth into the sauerkraut and pork stew. As for the rice noodles, they are boiled in another pot until they are half-soft but not hard, and there is a white inner core in the middle, and then they are taken out and washed with ice water to remove the turbid rice soup on the surface. After the rice noodles are processed, the sauerkraut meat smell in the wok is also on the fire, pour the rice noodles in and mix it, and with the residual heat of the stove, the rice noodles can be cooked to a moderate degree of softness and hardness, and the rice noodles can just be cooked The soup in the pot, which is concentrated in the sourness of sauerkraut and the oily aroma of minced meat, is sucked clean.
After cooking such a bowl of meat-stirred rice noodles, you only need to stir it casually with chopsticks, and serve it with a small plate of fried cucumbers with perilla, and a portion of sand-filled tomatoes mixed with white sugar. It is a refreshing summer dinner .
It's just that the sauerkraut has been marinated for too long, and the sour taste is very strong.
After eating, Huo Zheng's tongue became salivary, and he accidentally whetted his appetite.
"Is it delicious? Is it too sour?"
He Yunzhou took some rice noodles with chopsticks and put them into his mouth. When he tasted the sour taste, a smile flashed across his eyes.
"No... everything you cook is delicious."
Huo Zheng didn't notice He Yunzhou's narrow mindedness, but buried himself in eating this plain powder.
The rice noodles are really delicious, the taste is smooth and flexible, with a rice fragrance, and now it is full of sour, fresh, salty, spicy soup, and the finely chopped sauerkraut dotted between the snow-white rice noodles is soft and tough, and it tastes delicious. More and more aftertaste.
After eating a bowl of rice noodles, Huo Zheng's nose also started to sweat slightly.
At this time, He Yunzhou served him some lily lotus seed and mung bean water. It was the boiled bean water poured out after the boiled mung bean porridge cooled down. There was a thin layer of ice floating on it. The seasoning was jasmine honey. The sweet and fragrant fragrance dissipates all the dryness and heat.
He Yunzhou put his arms on the table, rested his chin with one hand, and stared at Huo Zheng, who lowered his head and seriously drank mung bean water, with a gentle smile. Even if he was just eating, Huo Zheng's appearance and posture were still as graceful as Like a painting, it is pleasing to the eye.
The TV in the living room is on, and you can hear the sound from the TV while sitting in the dining room. Although you don’t watch or pay attention to what is happening on the TV, the slightly noisy sound makes the whole home full and complete up.
Looking at the living room from He Yunzhou's perspective, he happened to be able to see Pumpkin sleeping on the cat climbing frame.
The cat is sleeping, there is a home-cooked meal on the table, and the man he likes is sitting next to him.
At this moment, the four words "Time is quiet" came to He Yunzhou's mind.
Aware of He Yunzhou's ecstatic gaze, Huo Zheng suddenly raised his eyes and met He Yunzhou's gaze.
"looking at what?"
Huo Zheng asked.
"Actually... It would be nice if the two of us could stay together like this all the time."
He Yunzhou froze when he heard his answer, and replied softly.
A little closer than a friend, a little farther than a lover.
There is no need to make a decision, and no need to fear a future separation.
He Yunzhou knew that his wish was somewhat selfish, but the atmosphere was so good that he couldn't help but speak his truth.
"cough-"
As a result, as soon as He Yunzhou finished speaking, Huo Zheng took a sip of mung bean water inexplicably—the handsome man who was pleasing to the eye and looked like a famous painting before choking the water was just an ordinary person coughing and pitiful after choking the water.
He Yunzhou hurriedly brought him a tissue. It took a while for Huo Zheng to calm down, but it was precisely because of the stimulation of the choking water before that his face turned red and his ears were red and his eyes were watery. Huo Zheng's appearance was completely different from his previous elite and capable appearance. He Yunzhou saw it in his eyes and felt that his heart was being gently scratched by some invisible little finger, and there was a subtle affection in the depths of his chest .
"Why are you like a child?"
He Yunzhou couldn't laugh or cry.
"Who told you to suddenly—"
Huo Zheng spoke in embarrassment, but he didn't finish his sentence.
"At once?"
But Huo Zheng didn't answer him.
However, when He Yunzhou was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks and cleaning the kitchen, he couldn't help but murmured.
"...suddenly say such nasty words."
After all, ever since the marriage proposal trip in Hokkaido fell through, Huo Zheng still had the proposal in his mind.
And the phrase "we will always be together in the future" that He Yunzhou said, in his ears, inevitably had some other meanings.
For example, "Why don't we get married", or "The two of us will grow old together"...
Obviously, I should have said this to you first.
Huo Zheng muttered in his heart unwillingly.
But not reconciled, Huo Zheng looked at He Yunzhou's back, not knowing that he had shown a smirk.
Fortunately, He Yunzhou has always been reserved, even the proposal of marriage is very cryptic.
Huo Zheng felt that he still had the initiative. His body was still in the restaurant of He Yunzhou's house, but his mind had already drifted thousands of miles away—he began to seriously plan his wedding.
He thought so seriously that the message on the phone rang, and it took him a long time to remember to check the new message.
However, after turning on the screen absent-mindedly, he couldn't help frowning slightly.
He received an email in his personal email address.
It was not the work email he thought, but an anonymous email that should not have appeared theoretically.
There were only a few words in the email title, but when it fell into Huo Zheng's eyes, it made his heart tremble.
[Do you really know him?]
Before Huo Zheng had time to react, the email was automatically unfolded in front of him like a computer virus.
Those are some photos.
Judging from the clothes worn by the people in the photo, the shooting time is far or near.
The protagonists of the photos, without exception, are He Yunzhou and others.
Huo Zheng's breathing became heavy.
He saw Chen Li, who was someone he knew, the child of Huo Xiaoyun's unlucky lover and his ex-wife, as far as Huo Zheng knew, it was he who forced Huo Xiaoyun to retreat steadily, and failed to invest in the family business several times Not only did she lose a lot of money, she also lost many of her jobs.
Huo Zheng knew that Chen Li was deep in thought, withdrawn, and sinister, but in the photos, he and He Yunzhou were very close, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that they had a very good relationship.
Even... a little deeper than "nice"
After all, Huo Zheng never knew that Chen Li would have such a gentle and calm expression and eyes.
In the following photos, many of them are the interaction between He Yunzhou and Chen Li.
If these photos did not completely shake Huo Zheng's calmness, then the last few photos completely broke his nerves.
"Snapped-"
There was a crisp glass shattering sound.
Startled, He Yunzhou quickly looked outside the kitchen.
"What broke?"
At first, he thought it was Pumpkin Claws, but when he turned his head, he realized that the bowl in Huo Zheng's hand that had just been filled with lily and mung bean water was broken.
Huo Zheng stood next to the broken bowl with an uncertain expression, and when he heard He Yunzhou's words, he paused for a moment before responding a little dullly: "Sorry, I was thinking about something just now, and I forgot that I still have something at hand."
After finishing speaking, he watched him squat down, as if to help He Yunzhou pick up the debris on the ground.
"Ah, no need, I'll just come, don't tie your hands—"
He Yunzhou didn't think too much, he quickly found a broom and mop and walked into the restaurant.
But with just such a turn around, when he walked to the dining table with the broom, what he saw was Huo Zheng looking down at his bloody fingers in a daze.
He Yunzhou didn't even know how Huo Zheng did it, it was just some fragments of porcelain bowls, but the button on his palm was pulled deep and long, blood was bubbling, even as a bystander, He Yunzhou felt weak legs.
"God, are you okay!"
He Yunzhou was taken aback, quickly found a bandage and a cotton swab and rushed to Huo Zheng's side to stop his bleeding.
But compared to his panic, Huo Zheng seemed to be totally ignorant of the pain, he was in a daze, and he looked like he was sleepwalking.
If it wasn't for the fact that the wound on Huo Zheng's finger was really just a skin trauma after being cleaned, He Yunzhou would have wondered if Huo Zheng had become stupid due to excessive blood loss.
"you… "
Just as He Yunzhou was holding his breath and concentrating on helping Huo Zheng deal with the wound on his hand, he heard Huo Zheng suddenly ask a strange question.
"The wound on your lip..."
He Yunzhou's hands trembled.
"ah?"
"Does the wound on your mouth hurt?"
Huo Zheng asked.
When Huo Zheng didn't mention it, He Yunzhou hadn't noticed it, but when he mentioned the small wound on his lip that Ouyang gnawed out, He Yunzhou keenly noticed that Huo Zheng's gaze was so intense—so intensely resting on his lips .
"It's not a big wound..."
A subtle uneasiness welled up in He Yunzhou's heart, and he replied vaguely.
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