green grass on the stream

On this day, Qi Yanfan was making clam tofu soup.

The clams that spit out the sand are fried in the oil that has been fried with onion and garlic, and after a while, they scramble to open their mouths, revealing the white and tender clam meat inside.At this time, add clear water to make a delicious soup, and finally add smooth and tender tofu. After a while, a refreshing and fresh soup is complete.

Qi Yanfan was lighting a fire by the stove when he suddenly heard someone calling for the door outside.

Ji Tingyu hasn't returned from chopping firewood on the mountain—it's always difficult to find firewood in summer.Qi Yanfan had no choice but to pat his clothes and get up, his face was flushed red by the stove fire.

Standing in the open space in front of the house were two young men who were not too tall. One had a fair face and looked a little unnatural, while the other had darker skin and was a little taller. They were looking at the yard from left to right.

"What's the matter with you?" Qi Yanfan didn't know the two people in front of him, but he couldn't like them instinctively.

"Are you from this family? Let's find Li Jianye."

"Oh, he hasn't come back yet." Qi Yanfan was worried about the food in the pot, he moved the bench out of the house and put it in front of the house, and didn't bother to break it with them, "Sit down, I'm going to cook the dishes .”

The fair-faced young man tugged at the sleeve of the tall young man, and said timidly: "He, he's not at home, let's go..."

The other person tapped his forehead hard, and said with hatred: "Then Li Jianye is good-looking and strong, and he can still eat meat every day at home. Where can you find such a good man!"

If Qi Yanfan recalled it carefully, he would find that this tall young man was one of the people who planted rice with them some time ago. It is true that Ji Tingyu and the salted meat and vegetables they ate were all missed by others at that time.

After Qi Yanfan finished cooking, he went out of the kitchen to scoop up water to wash the pot and prepare for cooking.The tall man asked him again: "Is this the only room for you?"

Qi Yanfan gave them a strange look, thinking that since he was poor and poor, he would not be afraid of being missed by thieves, so he nodded and went into the kitchen again.

The white-skinned young man pulled the tall man out with a paler complexion.

"What are you doing!"

"Look, they all slept in the same bed." Looking through the open door, there was indeed only one bed, with the quilt neatly folded on it.

"That may be because someone is sleeping, sleeping on the floor, why are you in a hurry!"

"I'm leaving." The white-skinned young man left the other party and walked down the mountain by himself.

When Qi Yanfan came out after cooking, the two people in the courtyard were gone. He went into the house to check, and there was no sign of being tampered with, and there was not a single chicken missing in the chicken coop.

He told this matter to Ji Tingyu who came back, and Ji Tingyu took a sip of the clam soup, the taste of the seafood was a bit overwhelming, he thought for a while and said: "I don't know each other either, let them go."

When he slept until the early morning, Qi Yanfan suddenly felt a little pain in his stomach.He woke up from his sleep and turned over, curled up his body, his drowsy brain was quickly awakened by the cramping pain in his abdomen.He covered his stomach with his hands, and the sweat on his back suddenly soaked his thin shirt.

He resisted to get up and wanted to get out of bed to get some hot water to cover his face, but the dark room environment made his pain more scorching and obvious, and he let out an impatient □□.

"What's wrong?" Ji Tingyu beside him felt the movement, and his voice was still hoarse with sleepiness.

"I, my stomach hurts..."

"Don't move." Ji Tingyu immediately fumbled and lit a candle.

Under the light, Qi Yanfan's complexion became even more frighteningly pale.Ji Tingyu panicked for a moment, and reached out to touch his face, which was wet with sweat.

"How are you? I'll call the doctor right away!"

"Don't worry," Qi Yanfan grabbed him in time, "I must have eaten something, help me down first, I want to go to the bathroom."

"Okay." Ji Tingyu casually took the clothes on the stool and wrapped him up indiscriminately, and helped him get out of bed.

As soon as he went out, Qi Yanfan vomited, even he himself really admired his willpower not to dirty the house.

Ji Tingyu let him lean on his body, and when he stopped vomiting, he took cold boiled water and asked him to rinse his mouth, and wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve.

In the end, Ji Tingyu hugged the weak Qi Yanfan and gently put him into the bed.

Qi Yanfan was sweating all over, and was blown by the night wind, his body was icy cold.Ji Tingyu felt that his chest was going to be frozen by him, so he carefully covered him with a quilt.He asked in a low voice, "Do you want some water?"

Qi Yanfan thought for a while and said, "Bring me a glass of salt water."

"OK, wait for me."

It seems that I am really unlucky. There are a small number of people with sensitive stomachs who cannot eat river seafood such as clams and mussels, and are prone to diarrhea.But his situation is more serious.

Qi Yanfan drank water in small sips to replenish some of the salt lost in his body, and smiled weakly at Ji Tingyu: "It's okay, I finally recovered, huh..."

Ji Tingyu helped him lie down and said, "I'm done packing, I'll go down the mountain and find a doctor for you."

Qi Yanfan turned his head when he heard the words: "It's still dark, I guess I can't eat the clams, but it's much better now. But you, do you have any discomfort?"

"I'm fine."

Qi Yanfan looked at his anxious eyes and furrowed brows, slightly moved his body to the side, and said in a low voice, "Don't go, I feel cold."

The occasional crackle of burning candles boomed in the small room in the quiet morning.

Ji Tingyu lifted a corner of the quilt and slowly lay down.He was lying on his side facing Qi Yanfan, with one arm bent under his head, this was the first time the two of them slept on the same end of the bed for a long time.

"Go to sleep." He said, and the hot air directly hit Qi Yanfan's ears.

"Aren't you going to blow out the candles?"

"I'm looking at you."

"Yeah." Qi Yanfan closed his eyes, a heart in his chest fell into its destination, just right, it was given to him by the person beside him.

Qi Yanfan, who had been tossing and tossing for a long time, slept very deeply this time. When he woke up, the sun had passed through the gap in the door and hit the north wall.

Ji Tingyu's face suddenly appeared in front of him, followed by a hand on his forehead.

Qi Yanfan felt the coolness and comfort, and unconsciously rubbed that hand.

"You have a fever."

"Huh?" Qi Yanfan replied, "Don't worry, you will definitely have a fever after such a toss in your stomach, just rest and rest."

"Are you hungry, what do you want to eat?" Ji Tingyu asked with concern.

Qi Yanfan doesn't feel hungry at all now, but after thinking about it, he still said, "I want to eat sweet potato syrup."

"Okay, I'll do it."

Qi Yanfan leaned on the bed and closed his eyes to rest his mind. The sound of banging pots and pans in the kitchen came from his ears.

In his mind, he pictured the picture of Ji Tingyu cooking—cutting a few thin sweet potatoes that had just grown in the field with a knife, pouring them into clear water to boil together with ginger, and then stirring them with sugar.The thought of Ji Tingyu with his sleeves rolled up as if he was facing an enemy made Qi Yanfan feel very happy. After thinking about it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, and he even wanted to laugh out loud.

"Come on, let's eat." Not long after, Ji Tingyu brought out sugar water and a bowl of porridge, "Drink porridge to nourish your stomach."

Qi Yanfan served the porridge first, the porridge was warm, it should have been cooked early in the morning.He drank it down one gulp at a time, Ji Tingyu even forgot the side dishes, but he still couldn't get enough of it.Every grain of rice has been boiled, and there is a thick layer of rice oil floating on the porridge, which is boiled out by the people who make the porridge.

The sweet potato syrup is thick and sweet, with the spicy taste of ginger slices, warming it to the stomach.

Qi Yanfan licked the corner of his mouth and smiled at him, "Do you still remember the first meal I fed you? It was also sweet potato water."

"I remember."

"It doesn't taste very good, it's definitely not as good as your craftsmanship."

A little smile finally appeared on Ji Tingyu's face: "Everything you cook is delicious, and I like it all."