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When she woke up in the morning, she opened her eyes suddenly, as if waking up from a nightmare, but she couldn't remember what kind of dream it was.Suddenly found myself in bed, strange!Didn't you go to Beishan last night?How could she remember that she fell asleep in a tent!
She rubbed her head, but it still hurt a little.And this bed doesn't seem to belong to a suburban home. Could it be that they have already returned to the villa?After carefully identifying it, I finally affirmed my own idea.She has already changed into a cute white rabbit pajamas, could it be him who changed it?Why is my memory getting worse now?

Putting on the slippers, she wondered where he had gone.Walking into the living room, the room was still tidy and clean as always, and the sunlight came in from the window, making it very bright.It's already past nine o'clock, and I must have gone to work.

She tried her best to recall what happened last night, but her brain seemed to be short-circuited, and she had no memory at all.Turning his head inadvertently, he saw the door of the study room was wide open, as if implying that there was someone there.She tiptoed over, could it be that he slept in it?With a bit of hesitation, he poked his head and looked, isn't he lying on the big sofa facing the door, with his head turned to one side, sleeping very quietly, without the usual arrogance at all.

She breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that she hadn't gone to work yet.Thinking that he might be hungry when he woke up, she gently raised her foot and walked towards the kitchen, trying to find if there were any ingredients for breakfast.Just after leaving the bedroom door, muffled voices came from downstairs. It seemed that Mama Zhang was talking to the gardener about flowers and plants. If they didn’t live here, Mama Zhang and the housekeeper Lin Bo would still Will stay here as a housekeeper.

When she went downstairs, she had already put on a cotton skirt, her long hair was fluttering, like a fairy, with a decent smile.Zhang Ma was whispering to them what to do today by the door, and when she saw her coming down, she quickly asked them to do their own thing, and greeted them by herself.

"Young mistress, did I wake you up?" She was a little panicked. The young master told them not to wake them up last night.

"No, I woke up by myself!" She scratched her head, "Once the door is closed, no sound can be heard!" Even if it was true, she couldn't bear to blame them, because her natural sense of common people made her very unaccustomed to such a situation. Courtesy.

"Are you hungry? I've prepared breakfast, why don't you bring it to your room?" Mama Zhang is very careful, and she really likes this young girl from the bottom of her heart. She has no airs and is very enthusiastic.

"What did you have for breakfast!" She asked casually as she walked to the bathroom.

"I made your favorite crab roe buns, and there is also pudding and fruit oatmeal." Mama Zhang followed her all the way to the bathroom.

She suddenly remembered something, so she turned her head and asked, "Do you still have noodles at home? Dried noodles are fine."

"Yes!" She rubbed her hands with her apron, and asked honestly, "Do you want some dried noodles, young mistress? I'll do it now."

"No need! I'll go to the kitchen to have a look later. Don't be so busy, go and have a rest!" She grabbed Mama Zhang and looked at the vicissitudes in the corners of her eyes, feeling a little sad in her heart.If my mother is still alive, she will probably be at this age!

"Okay! Then I'll go take a rest first?" Zhang Ma was very happy, not because of saving this matter, but because the young mistress is peaceful, unlike the girl Qian who used to come here often, with a noble, cold, glamorous and unapproachable look .It is also her blessing to meet such a future family member!

After a while, Lu Wanting entered the kitchen.She suddenly wanted to eat sour noodle soup today, which was her favorite breakfast before.It was also the way she came up with when she lived alone.Because the general Miao people make fish in sour soup.Since she left her hometown and came here to study and work, she mostly cooks by herself. One is to save money on meals, but also misses the taste of her hometown. She often thinks of the dishes that her grandmother used to cook for her. , I also tried to do it slowly, and over time, I actually looked decent.

Mama Zhang thoughtfully placed the required materials outside, including shiitake mushrooms, eggs, and a pile of washed coriander.The most important thing is the sour soup, which I made with Zhang Ma before I left.It is necessary to mix the flour and rice washing water in advance, heat it with a slow fire and keep mixing until it boils, pour it into an earthen altar and cover the mouth of the altar. After three to four days of fermentation, it will become sour soup.Moreover, special bowls should be used to hold the sour soup, and the oil should not touch it, otherwise the original flavor will be lost.

This is the first time to use it since it was made. She thinks it will be very appetizing to eat this in the morning, and she hasn't eaten it for many years.Prepare the soup and side dishes first, then put the noodles into the pot. After about three to four minutes, when the cooking time is right, take out the noodles and put them in a bowl, pour the soup, and serve with coriander. A bowl of delicious The noodles are ready to serve.

Chen Bowen came smelling the fragrance, as if he had already guessed that she was here.As usual, he was wearing a white shirt, the neckline was loose and untied, and a pair of casual pants made him look very tall and slender, probably because he was full of sleep, he looked more energetic than usual.

When I came to the kitchen, I saw that she was busy in front of the stove wearing a pink kitten apron with a white background, her hair was loosely scattered behind her, smooth as a waterfall and black as ink.He was still humming an unknown song, as if he was doing the happiest thing in the world.The kitchen was enlivened by her, filled with a fresh morning breath.

He stood at the door and watched her busy without disturbing her, and suddenly thought of the word "happiness" in his heart.Although there is a servant, you don’t have to cook by yourself, but it is not as good as someone who is dedicated to you; although you have a car that can replace the tiredness of walking, it is not as good as someone who is by your side to accompany you every step of the way.Happiness is so simple. It even depends on your mentality and age. When you are young, you may never think about getting married. Sometimes you want to be single for the rest of your life. But when you are old, you will want a stable family. She appeared just at this time, so it's not a kind of fate.

It's just standing here quietly looking at her, the woman who will spend the rest of her life hand in hand in the future, the two are in the running-in period, because they didn't know each other at all before, they became husband and wife by accident, but they are hugging each other A kind of desire to build a beautiful family. He came because he was old and a woman he didn't hate came to him, and he slowly found that she had many advantages waiting for him to discover. It turns out that women are not all the kind of money-worshiping material; She got on the thief ship for no reason, and found out that the thief looks good, anyway, there is no room for turning back, and she is the kind of person who treats me well, and I return ten times the kindness to others, fortunately, she made a mistake.It's like an old man often said, it's not that enemies don't get together, since they get together, it's destined by God!

After making the noodles, I was about to ask Mama Zhang to bring them over, but I was shocked when I found him standing behind me.Fortunately, there is no bowl in hand, otherwise I am afraid that all previous efforts will be wasted.

"You're awake!" She barely controlled her heartbeat and greeted him.Foolishly raised his right hand, as if a child was greeting an adult.

"Yeah." Just about to speak, when she saw that she was about to walk forward with a bowl of noodles, she hurried up to pick it up, for fear that she would burn herself.With a bowl in each hand, he strode towards the living room naturally.

She followed behind, thinking that long legs are good, and she walked like the wind under her feet, fast and graceful.And it is very advantageous in doing certain things, such as serving this bowl of noodles.

It was almost ten o'clock, and both of them were hungry, so they sat down and ate with relish, and the adults were not present, so there was no need to be polite and polite.However, the difference is that she sucks the noodles a little louder, which is not like what ordinary ladies would do. Fortunately, she doesn't consider herself a lady, so it doesn't matter.But he is a big man, and he also eats big mouthfuls, why doesn't he make a sound, is it because he installed a silencer?She was puzzled, and she also learned to eat noodles like that, but she always felt that she was not satisfied, and finally returned to her true colors.

Why is there such a big difference between people?

Mr. Chen didn't know that she was thinking so much, but just smelling it made him salivate, so he started to eat as soon as he sat down, to fill his stomach first.The progress of the two was almost the same. When he put down the chopsticks, Wanting was ready to put down the chopsticks to drink the soup, but he was still not used to this kind of soup, so he decided to give up after thinking twice.

"You" both spoke at the same time, but stopped at the same time.

"Speak first!" he said.

"Hey, do you think it's delicious?" With some anticipation, he asked the question that he wanted to ask the most in his heart.

Seeing her expectant expression, he smiled, his eyes signaled that the bowl was empty, the meaning was self-evident. "Do you often cook for yourself?"

"Yes! Before I came here, I did it all, and Xiao Zi was in charge of washing the dishes!" The smile on his face seemed to be the happiest thing in the world.

"Then I'll wash the dishes later." He said kindly, if you like, I'm willing to do it.

"No, no, no, I'm just talking casually, and Mama Zhang, it's your turn to be a busy person!" If grandma finds out, I'm afraid she will blame her too!

"It's okay, didn't you cook the noodles as usual, why can't I wash the dishes." He stood up and was about to take the bowls into the kitchen.

She was so flustered that she could speak incoherently. She didn't know how to dissuade him, so she reached out and snatched the bowl from his hand, turned around and ran into the kitchen, a voice came faintly: "Go and do it first, I'll do the washing!" Although she is a woman in the new era, she is still so conservative in her thinking.

He stared blankly at his empty palm, as if he was also stunned by his behavior.Who would believe this, the president who manages everything every day will rush to help his wife wash the dishes, isn't it true that the more he lives, the more stupid he becomes.