Quick Wear: Villain Happiness System

And Brother Yue...

Later he was so tired that he kept begging for mercy.

But he kept saying that it would be ready soon, it would be ready soon. He was so tired that he didn't even know when he fell asleep.

Humph...it's all his fault. Thinking of this, he pulled back a corner of the quilt and glared at Shen Yan.

But he found that Shen Yan had been looking down at him, with a gentle light in his eyes. He said softly, "Good morning."

"Good morning." Yang Rui replied good morning blankly, then retracted his head back into the quilt.

ah ah ah...

It’s so unfair, Brother Yue is so gentle and handsome!

And it’s not his fault what happened yesterday, it was him…

"Okay, we can't stay in this bed anymore. The meal is ready, eat something first." Shen Yan gently pulled back the quilt, placed the meal on the bedside table, and then gently patted Yang Rui's shoulder.

Yang Rui raised his head slightly and looked at Shen Yan, with a shy smile flashing in his eyes.

"Yeah, okay." Yang Rui got up, washed up, and started to enjoy lunch.

Shen Yan is a good cook. He baked a few pancakes, cooked two bowls of porridge, and fried two eggs.

Yang Rui ate with gusto and looked at Shen Yan from time to time.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Shen Yan smiled and asked.

"No, no, there's nothing on your face, you just look more handsome." Yang Rui scratched his head embarrassedly and said with a blushing face.

"Haha, is this what you call beauty in the eyes of a lover?" Shen Yan joked.

"Calculate.."

Yang Rui's face turned even redder. Although he was not well educated, he felt that Brother Yue was to his liking in every way.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and for a moment the room was filled with a relaxed and happy atmosphere.

"By the way, Brother Yue, who else is there in your family?" Yang Rui asked curiously.

"My... parents are dead. I still have my uncle, aunt, and cousin at home. I don't have much contact with other relatives." Shen Yan thought for a while and said. The original owner's parents died on the battlefield, and his grandparents also died early.

He has only one brother on his father's side, but he has quite a few relatives on his mother's side, but they have never been in touch.

These are the only relatives I have.

"Oh, then Brother Yue, you and I are almost the same." Yang Rui said.

Yang suddenly remembered something. He turned to look at Shen Yan, "Oh, Brother Yue, it seems that Wang Zhiqing from the Zhiqingyuan wanted to see you yesterday for something. I forgot about it..."

"Wang Zhiqing? Wang Jianguo?" Shen Yan frowned, feeling a little confused.

They haven't had any contact since they moved out of the Youth League Home.

I wonder what he wants from me?

"Okay, I understand." Shen Yan nodded and cleaned up the dishes.

"You sleep a little longer. When I come back, I will continue to tell you yesterday's story." Shen Yan rubbed his hair and said softly.

"Yeah, okay." Yang Rui nodded obediently. He was still very sleepy and really needed to sleep for a while longer.

Shen Yan added some firewood to the kang, washed the dishes in the kitchen, and boiled some hot water.

There was a pile of washed clothes in the basin. Fortunately, there was some sunshine today, so he could dry them in the sun after washing them.

After packing everything up, Shen Yan returned to the bedroom again.

He found that Yang Rui had fallen into a deep sleep with a smile on his lips. It was obvious that the aftertaste of last night's story was still lingering in his dream.

Shen Yan closed the door gently and returned to the kitchen to continue his work.

He poured the freshly boiled water into the basin, tested the water to see if it was ice-cold, and began to wash the clothes.

The sunlight shines into the basin, causing them to float gently in the water.

Time passed quietly in the busyness, and Shen Yan hung the washed clothes outside the house.

Seeing that the water in the water tank was almost empty, I found a wooden bucket and a shoulder pole in the corner and followed the path to the river to fetch water.

When he reached the river, he saw that the water had frozen into thick ice with many small holes on the ice.

"Gu Zhiqing, come and fetch some water!" An old lady from the village was holding a wooden basin and washing clothes in the ice hole on the river.

Shen Yan heard the shouting and looked towards the source of the shouting.

The old lady was scrubbing the clothes in the wooden basin with her red, frozen hands.

Shen Yan smiled slightly and responded, "Yes, Auntie, why don't you boil some hot water to wash at home?"

"Hey, you can't boil water without firewood! And it's troublesome to fetch water..."

"And my wife is just a lazy bitch. She doesn't even wash clothes or cook meals every day. It's not my family's fault, ..."

This old lady seemed to have found an audience and started to scold her daughter-in-law for all sorts of bad things.

The corner of Shen Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and he quickly changed the subject.

"Auntie, you can wash first. I'm still boiling water in the pot. I'm leaving now."

"Okay, go and fetch some water, but go slowly so you don't fall." The old lady gently placed the wooden basin in her hand on the ice, stood up and said to Shen Yan.

Shen Yan responded, then picked up the wooden barrel and shoulder pole and walked along the path by the river.

When he walked to the ice hole upstream, he saw the children from the village playing on the ice. They were chasing each other and falling on the ice from time to time, but they didn't care. Instead, they were laughing happily.

Shen Yan looked at the innocent and lively children and smiled.

After returning home, Shen Yan filled the water tank with water and started to light a fire and cook.

He took a piece of firewood from the stove, broke it into two pieces with a slight snap, and then put it back into the stove.

After a while, the flames jumped up and ignited the firewood.

Shen Yan took a spatula and gently scooped some white lard into the pot.

Pour the washed chicken in and start stir-frying.

After the chicken was stir-fried in the pan for a few times, the aroma immediately spread.

Shen Yan skillfully added some ginger slices and scallion segments and continued stir-frying.

Lard has a higher melting point than vegetable oil, so using lard can make the soup base more mellow and more delicious. (The most important thing is that there is no other oil to eat.)

Next, Shen Yan poured water into the pot and began to prepare the side dishes.

The soaked black fungus and mushrooms, cut potato slices, cabbage leaves, and some tofu were all put in it.

The aroma of the soup became stronger and stronger, and Shen Yan kept stirring it to make sure all the ingredients absorbed the flavor of the chicken soup.

From time to time he added some salt and seasonings to adjust the taste.

Gradually, the whole kitchen was filled with tempting aroma.

Finally, when he felt it was almost done, Shen Yan tasted his own work.

The chicken soup is rich and delicious, and the various hot pot dishes are tender and fresh. The combination together is simply a delicacy.

He nodded in satisfaction and put the food into a casserole dish.

"Xiao Rui, Xiao Rui... wake up and eat first." Shen Yan carefully placed the casserole on the table while gently shaking Yang Rui's shoulders.