The cannon fodder man, he got the abstinence boss? [Transmigration Book]

"Snapped!"

The sound of the book being closed suddenly came, and everyone stopped their movements and turned to look at Jiang Qi.

Jiang Qi took off his glasses and threw them on the coffee table in front of him: "You guys are too noisy."

Ruan Yuqiu came back to his senses, and quickly pulled down the hem of his clothes.

Jiang's mother saw the bruise on his waist clearly just now, and knew how bad the injury was, so she didn't force him to put down his clothes, and Chao Jiang said dissatisfiedly: "In broad daylight, even talking can disturb you. !"

"Qiuqiu, let's go, don't mess with this living Hades." She picked up the tools on the coffee table, and said to Ruan Yuqiu: "There are some medicines for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis at home. I will find them later. Go back and use it, it really doesn’t hurt now, does it?”

Ruan Yuqiu's injury was not as serious as she imagined, not like Jiang Qi's before, so she was relieved a lot.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, let's go." Ruan Yuqiu said quickly, he didn't dare to look at Jiang Qi until now.

Mother Jiang responded, picked up the basket, gave him a pair of flower scissors, and walked forward excitedly: "Come on Qiuqiu, I'll show you our garden, it's so beautiful, come here quickly."

Ruan Yuqiu hurriedly followed.

Suddenly there were two people missing on the balcony, and suddenly it was quite empty. Jiang Qi turned his head and looked at Jiang Heng beside him.

"Don't rush me, I'm leaving now." Jiang Heng raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and immediately backed out after speaking, and closed the door for him.

The balcony fell silent for a moment.

Jiang Qi was satisfied, picked up the glasses on the table again, and after putting them on, he lowered his head and continued to read.

But I don't know if it was because they were really too noisy just now. Even though the balcony has quieted down now, Jiang Qi still has residual symptoms, and he always feels that there are voices in his ears.

He looked at it for a while, but saw nothing.

An inexplicable sense of dryness rose in his heart, why did Jiang throw the book on the coffee table, and raised his eyes to relax, but happened to see Ruan Yuqiu and Jiang Mu picking flowers in the garden in the distance.

Ruan Yuqiu was wearing white trousers, bent slightly, holding scissors in his hand, and cut off a pink rose seriously, as if he was not sure whether he cut it correctly, he raised his hand and lifted the rose, looking towards Mother Jiang asked.

The afternoon sun was mild, with a hint of warmth. In the middle of the flowerbed, the young man stood tall, with his thin white arms raised high, and a pale pink rose bloomed between his fingers.

Mother Jiang didn't know what to say, the confusion on his face turned into a smile, he put his hands down, then lowered his head, carefully not to step on other flowers, walked to the table beside him, and put the pink roses in the flower basket .

The table was at his waist, and when he left, he accidentally bumped into the corner of the table.

He immediately bent down, leaned on the table with his hands, half bowed his body, and wrinkled his face.

After a while, the pain in his waist eased, and he slowly straightened up, exhaled, turned and walked away.

Liar.

Jiang Qi lowered his eyes, took the book on the table and continued to read.

After a while, it slowly lifted up again.

The Jiang family's garden is very large and has many varieties. It is tended by a professional gardener, and it looks beautiful and comfortable.It could be seen that Jiang's mother liked this place very much, and happily took Ruan Yuqiu for a stroll. After more than half an hour, the two came out with a basket of flowers.

Then Mother Jiang took Ruan Yuqiu to trim flower branches, handle flowers, and arrange flowers according to the techniques she had learned from the florist. The two discussed and cooperated together, and once again completed a good floral work.

After the remaining flower branches are packed, it's time to cook.

Jiang's mother was very happy, and said with great interest that she would cook in person today and cook a table of delicious dishes for everyone. She also asked Ruan Yuqiu if there was anything she wanted or avoided, and would she cook by herself at home?

Ruan Yuqiu had no taboos, he could do anything, and said with a embarrassed smile that he didn't know how to cook, but only cooked dumplings.

He used to have a special chef cook his meals, and he didn't have the opportunity to go to the kitchen. After he came here, he couldn't eat takeaway every day, so he also learned to cook some quick-frozen food by himself. , Cooked by Yu Xiaolei.

Unexpectedly, when Mother Jiang heard this, she immediately said, let's make dumplings together today and let Qiuqiu cook them!

After speaking, without waiting for Ruan Yuqiu's reaction, he quickly called the cook to get the ingredients to adjust the fillings, and went to get the dumpling wrappers himself.

The Jiang family's kitchen naturally has everything, and the cook is also nimble. After a while, the dumpling wrappers and various fillings were placed on the dining table in the living room.

Jiang's mother wanted to make Ruan Yuqiu get acquainted with the others, so she called Jiang Qi, Jiang Heng, and Jiang's father over, and ordered them to make dumplings quickly. She and the cook made dinner. Before the meal was ready, the dumplings We all have to go to the pot.

So, the four of them sat around the dining table, looking at the various fillings and stacks of dumpling wrappers in front of them, and fell silent.

After a while, it was Jiang Heng who spoke first, trying to ask: "Can you make a bag?"

Jiang Qi and Father Jiang looked at him with expressions of "you're joking".

As expected, Jiang Heng cast his eyes on Ruan Yuqiu instead of counting on it.

As the person who gave Mother Jiang the idea of ​​making dumplings, Ruan Yuqiu was a little guilty and replied in a low voice, "I can cook, but I can't make dumplings."

Jiang Heng immediately called his mother, but his mother said, such a simple thing, still need to be taught?Don't you learn it by watching the video yourself?

Jiang Heng had no choice but to turn on the LCD screen and search for video tutorials on how to make dumplings.

After the video was played once, Jiang Heng said that he had learned it. Although Jiang Qi and Jiang's father had no expressions on their faces, they obviously looked like nothing to worry about. Ruan Yuqiu went through the steps in his mind, and nodded. Head, say yes.

So Jiang Heng turned off the TV, and everyone started to pack after washing their hands.

After they made the first dumpling, the table was silent again.

The dumplings in Ruan Yuqiu's hands are the most beautiful. The pleats are the same as the ones in the video just now. Jiang Heng's dumplings are also good. The pleats are not so beautiful, but they are passable. Father Jiang's is not so good. It's crooked, it can only be said to be in shape.

As for Jiang Qi, his dumplings don't have pleats, maybe there were pleats but they disappeared later, and now they are just a closed ball, which slowly opened again in the eyes of everyone.

Totally out of style.

Especially when Ruan Yuqiu sat beside him, the dumplings in their hands formed a stark contrast.

Father Jiang sneered, laughing at fifty steps and a hundred steps, also full of mockery.

"Drink more water." Ruan Yuqiu said in a low voice.

Jiang Qi kept silent, put down the failed work, and took a new dumpling wrapper.

This time he soaked a lot of water, but after the stuffing was put in, the skin still cracked.

"Put less stuffing." Ruan Yuqiu said again.

Jiang Qi rewrapped another one, soaked in a lot of water, with very little filling, and it still cracked.

Ruan Yuqiu didn't speak, and secretly looked at Jiang Qi's face, he didn't stop his hand here, and now he has wrapped seven or eight.

He didn't speak, but Jiang Qi asked in a flat voice: "What's the reason this time?"

Ruan Yuqiu was stunned for a moment, and then quickly answered him: "I need to pinch a few pleats so that they can be fixed so that they won't break apart, like this." He quickly wrapped a sample with his fingers flexible and shaped like this. Perfect.

Jiang Qi glanced at it, then lowered his head and took another dumpling wrapper.

Ruan Yuqiu looked down at his hands. The palms were broad, the fingers were slender, and the joints were well defined. Such beautiful hands, how could they not make dumplings well?

He frowned slightly, watching Jiang Qi's hands make a pleat on one side of the dumpling skin, spread it out, make another pleat, and spread it out again, then his hands paused, changed direction, and pinched the pleat again , spread out again.

"Like this," Ruan Yuqiu took the dumpling in his hand, "fold the skin on this side like a flower, and glue it to the other half after folding, and it will be ready, look."

Ruan Yuqiu put the quickly wrapped dumplings in his palm and showed them to Jiang Qi, but he didn't see any reaction from the other party.

Only then did he realize that just now he saw Jiang Qi's hands flustered, and was impatient for a moment, so he stood up and moved over to him, snatching the dumpling from his hand.

Ruan Yuqiu was stunned, and saw that under his hands were Jiang Qi's hands, which were still in the posture of making dumplings, much bigger than his, and very close to him.

It was so close that he could feel the warm breath on the opponent's hand.

Then the hands were slowly lowered and distanced from him.

Ruan Yuqiu came back to his senses, immediately dropped the dumpling in his hand, and stood up straight: "I'm just demonstrating, you, you..."

He wanted to say don't be angry, I didn't mean to touch you, but Father Jiang and Jiang Heng were both here and looking at him, so he couldn't say it.

"Well," Jiang Qi suddenly responded, and said calmly, "It's well wrapped."

Hearing this, Ruan Yuqiu was stunned for a second, then he whispered "Oh" and sat back on the stool.

Jiang Qi didn't say any more, picked up the dumpling wrappers again, lowered his head, followed the movements Ruan Yuqiu taught just now, and started pinching again.

Ruan Yuqiu looked at him secretly and saw that the pleats he made were split again, so he couldn't help but whispered: "I just saw the cover of the next video, it seems to be another way of wrapping, how about another way?"

Jiang Qi turned his head to look at his hand, beckoning him to move.

Ruan Yuqiu quickly picked up the dumpling wrapper, thinking about the picture in the video just now, pinched and closed his hands, and sure enough, a horseshoe-shaped dumpling was wrapped.

He laughed, and while demonstrating again, he said: "Fold the two sides of the dumpling tightly, and then glue the ends together, like this."

This kind of dumpling doesn't need to be pinched, so it should be easier for Jiang Qi to wrap it.

Sure enough, Jiang Qi tried it himself, and finally made the first qualified dumpling by himself.

"Yes, yes, it's very pretty!" Ruan Yuqiu said happily, even happier than he had made so many beautiful dumplings.

But Jiang Qi's expression remained the same, and he quickly picked up another piece of dumpling wrapper, wrapping it and said in a low voice, "I won't say it sooner."

I didn't expect before that you can't learn how to make pleated dumplings, Ruan Yuqiu laughed dryly.

The four of them made the dumplings together, and the speed increased. With more bags, the technique became more proficient. After a while, the first stack of dumpling wrappers was finished.

Ruan Yuqiu brought a plate of dumplings to the kitchen, and Jiang's mother was surprised: "Why are there several different dumplings?"

He smiled and said that it was Jiang Qi's bag, and Jiang's mother realized it, and asked him secretly if Jiang would not make the bag pleated.

Ruan Yuqiu was surprised, Mother Jiang smiled slyly, said "I knew it", then handed over the kitchen to him, and went out to pack vegetables with the cook.

Ruan Yuqiu's experience in the kitchen was limited, and Jiang's equipment was different from the ones he had used before, which looked much bigger. He was a little nervous, recalling the steps he had done before, and opened the fire clumsily. , poured water into the pot again, and stood by the pot and waited.

A few minutes later, before the water was turned on, the door opened.

Ruan Yuqiu turned his head to look over, and saw that it was Jiang Qi who came in, holding a plate of dumplings in his hand, which should have been made by them just now.

Jiang Qi glanced at him, said nothing, put the dumplings on the table, then turned and went out.

Ruan Yuqiu turned back and continued to wait for the water to boil.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qi's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Don't get so close."

"Huh?" Ruan Yuqiu turned around, and after understanding what he said, he explained, "I want to see if the water is boiling."

As he said that, he looked into the pot again. The transparent pot cover was covered with water vapor, and he couldn't see the inside clearly. Based on Ruan Yuqiu's shallow experience, he murmured softly: "It should be opened."

Thinking of this, Ruan Yuqiu stretched out his hand, pinched the cap carefully, and wanted to take it off.

However, the moment he opened it, his other arm was suddenly pulled, and his body was pulled to the side for two steps, avoiding the oncoming water vapor.

But the hand on the pot cover was still burned, and a layer of red appeared on the pure white forearm.

"I told you not to get so close."

A deep voice came from above, Ruan Yuqiu raised his head and saw Jiang Qizheng frowning at his reddened arm.

"I didn't expect such a big water vapor..." Ruan Yuqiu Nana said, there was no big water vapor when they cooked in the dormitory.

Jiang Qi let go of his arm, looked at the boiling bubbles in the pot, and said, "Turn down the fire."

"Oh." Ruan Yuqiu Yiyan walked over, turned the fire to a low gear, and then looked back at Jiang Qi, as if waiting for his next instruction.

"Don't you know how to do it?" Jiang Qi looked at him and asked in a deep voice.

Ruan Yuqiu came to his senses, quickly poured the dumplings into the pot, and stirred them with chopsticks. When he turned around again, Jiang was no longer in the kitchen.

He turned his head, watched the two different kinds of dumplings in the pot tremble slightly as they were boiled by hot water, and then covered the pot. Only then did he feel that the forearm that was burned by the steam just now was red and hot, and the forearm that was pulled just now was red and hot. The other arm was also faintly hot.

After a while, the cook came in. She took a look at Ruan Yuqiu's dumplings, smiled and said that they were almost ready, and then helped him serve them.

He brought out the cooked dumplings for everyone to taste. Jiang Heng said with a smile that the dumplings were made so hard that he must go to the dumplings he made himself, and he tried to distinguish among the dumplings on a plate.

You don't need to distinguish the dumplings made by Ruan Yuqiu, he made the best looking ones, but when he took the chopsticks, the chopsticks turned around mysteriously and picked up a horseshoe-shaped dumpling.

He thought he was quiet, everyone was eating and no one would notice him, but when he put the dumpling in his mouth and raised his head, he suddenly saw Jiang Qizheng looking at him.

"Cough, cough." Ruan Yuqiu almost choked on the dumpling, quickly swallowed it, covered his mouth, and coughed twice sideways.

When he raised his eyes again, he found that Jiang Qi had already looked away.

Ruan Yuqiu lowered his head, his face was slightly hot.This kind of dumpling is not necessarily Jiang Qi's, he made two of them himself.

They made so many dumplings that they couldn't finish them by themselves, so after tasting the first plate, they distributed the remaining ones to the servants of Jiang's family.

Not long after the dumplings were distributed, dinner was ready.

Jiang's mother said that she cooks by herself, but in fact, it was the cook who prepared the ingredients and seasonings according to the portion. She fried it halfway and it didn't take much effort. They hurried to taste it.

There was a large table full of dishes, and Ruan Yuqiu tasted everything and said everything was good, especially the last dessert made by Mother Jiang, he liked it very much and ate a lot.

Jiang's mother was very happy when the food she cooked was recognized. She laughed from ear to ear throughout the dinner, and kept talking without stopping.

She asked Ruan Yuqiu how he felt about filming recently, whether he was tired, how his colleagues were, how they got along, everything was fine, and even asked if the crew was used to the food, anyway Bi Jiang Qi was filming at that time Time to ask in more detail.

Ruan Yuqiu answered seriously one by one, and then Mother Jiang talked about his childhood, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and asked, "Qiuqiu, is your birthday in autumn? I remember it seems to be."

Because it overlaps with Ruan Yuqiu's name, she always remembers it.

Ruan Yuqiu nodded.

"When is it? Have you passed it?" Mother Jiang said hurriedly, "If you haven't passed it, we can pass it together for you."

The two children in the family don't like birthdays when they grow up, and Jiang's mother hasn't organized birthdays for others for a long time.

"Not yet, September 9th." Ruan Yuqiu replied.

Hearing this date, Jiang's mother was taken aback for a moment, and then a regretful expression appeared on her face: "At the end of the month, my father and I promised our friends that we will fly abroad."

She looked at Father Jiang beside her, and asked in confirmation, "Can't we change the time?"

"No." Father Jiang replied lightly.

"It's okay, it's only my birthday." Ruan Yuqiu smiled and quickly comforted him.

I don't know what happened to the original owner who had the same birthday as him, but he never seemed to have a birthday before, every day is the same every year, there is nothing special about it.

"It's such a pity, can I make it up for you when Aunt Jiang comes back?" Mother Jiang said regretfully.

Ruan Yuqiu's heart was really warm, and his voice softened: "It's really unnecessary, I'm already very happy, thank you Aunt Jiang."

Hearing this, Mother Jiang didn't force her any longer, and only told him to have a good time on his birthday, do what he wanted to do, and reward himself.

Ruan Yuqiu said yes seriously.

It was almost seven o'clock after dinner, and Mother Jiang asked them to rest for a while before letting them leave.

When she was about to leave, Jiang's mother suddenly remembered that she hadn't found ointment for Ruan Yuqiu yet, so she asked Ruan Yuqiu to wait for a while, then she walked away immediately and called Zhang's mother to look for it together.

Ruan Yuqiu waited obediently, but before Mother Jiang came back, he saw Jiang Qi coming down the stairs with a bag in his hand.

He looked up at Jiang Qi, and just wanted to say that he didn't need to trouble him to take him back tonight. He had already agreed with Jiang's mother to take the driver's car back to the dormitory.

But just as he opened his mouth, before he could speak, he saw Jiang Qi throwing the bag in his arms.

"Hurry up." He left a sentence and walked directly to the door.

Ruan Yuqiu quickly caught the bag and looked down. Inside were various plasters for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, as well as some medicines that Ruan Yuqiu couldn't recognize.

He raised his head and looked suspiciously at Jiang Qili's back at the door.

"My brother gave you medicine." Jiang Heng walked up to the side, glanced at the bag in his hand, and said, "That's right, no one like you has more medicine for filming injuries than him."

Ruan Yuqiu frowned and looked at him.

"You know my brother used to make movies, right?" Seeing that he was puzzled, Jiang Heng explained in a low voice, "A lot of movements are too difficult, and he has high requirements, so he has to shoot well." , so sometimes my whole body is covered with injuries, and I always carry medicine on my body.”

Ruan Yuqiu has watched his movies many times, so of course he knows how many difficult scenes are in it, but seeing how easily he completes the scenes, he thinks that it is not so difficult for him.

Looking at his expression, Jiang Heng also knew what Ruan Yuqiu was thinking, he smiled and said: "You are the same as me before, you think he is an iron man or something, but he is also a human being. , how could it be easy?"

"Then, why do you want to shoot?" Ruan Yuqiu's voice was a little dry, and the corners of his mouth were tense, "Why do you want to make movies and enter the showbiz?"

Is it okay not to shoot?

Ruan Yuqiu has read Jiang Qi's profile and knows that he did not go to a film and television school, but a top foreign university. Both his undergraduate and master's majors are economics. There is no nostalgia, which shows that this is not what his heart desires, not a dream.

His family didn't need him to enter this industry at all. Instead, he entered it and spent five years. It didn't benefit him or the Jiang family.

Then why, at the age of 21, without warning, and resolutely came to make a movie?

Ruan Yuqiu had doubts for a long time, and he was even more puzzled when he heard that he worked so hard to shoot.

Why do you have to shoot it?

Obviously it's so hard, obviously it takes so many injuries, it's obviously painful, it's obviously so tiring.

Is there any necessary reason?

Hearing his question, Jiang Heng was stunned for a moment, and then slowly said: "My dad asked this question before, asking him why he had to take pictures."

"He said that if he stands taller and is more famous, those who want to find him may be able to see him."