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A week later, on Saturday, Gu Wenxi saw Yanyan again from the window on the second floor, standing on the path in the backyard talking to Du Yunyan, and with her was a boy of about the same age.

"Uncle Yunyan, Du Xinyu doesn't believe that the wild fruits by the river are edible!" Yanyan's voice was clear, and Gu Wenxi heard it as soon as she approached the vegetable garden.

"The fruit is so sour, why is no one picking it?" The boy retorted unwillingly.

"Okay, okay," Du Yunyan understood, and said with a smile, "I'll invite you to eat today." Turning his head to see Gu Wenxi, knowing that he heard it, he added, "You can come too."

Listening to his tone, Gu Wenxi always felt that she was counted among the children, so she was very happy and followed the restaurant.

It was windy early in the morning, and a few people were eating fruit. Du Yunyan went to close the door. The pendant under the wind chime was on the door frame. Before closing the door, he stretched out his hand to push it away.

The candied fruit is completely delicious, sweet and heart-warming.

"You don't like food, why are you still grabbing mine?" After a while, Yanyan called out.

"Who told you to eat so slowly?" Du Xinyu said unceremoniously, and tried to pick up what was in Yanyan's bowl with a fork, "I will help you!"

Gu Wenxi patted Du Xinyu on the shoulder: "Why are you still robbing girls, isn't it too demeanor?"

"She's not a girl, she's a tomboy!"

"Who are you talking about?"

"Okay, okay," seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, Du Yunyan said to them, "How about doing me a favor after eating?"

"What's the matter, Uncle Yun Yan?"

"Come on," Du Yunyan handed them two light-colored cardboards, "copy the recipe for me."

Yanyan's mouth pouted: "Uncle Yun Yan, your handwriting is so beautiful, I can't compare with you..."

Du Xinyu gloated: "You also know that your handwriting is bad!"

"Your handwriting is even worse!"

"You are good friends, you can't say that," Du Yunyan put on a serious look, "It doesn't matter, you can write whatever you want, just treat it as practicing calligraphy."

Du Yunyan himself took a blank piece of paper, ready to write on it.

"Hey," Gu Wenxi realized that he had completely forgotten himself, and dissatisfied, "I'm not that quick at work, but writing is no problem!"

"You want to write too?"

"Can't you?"

"Yes, yes, please write neatly." Du Yunyan handed the stationery to him.

The fountain pen is a very common style on the market, with smooth flow and comfortable writing.

Gu Wenxi's handwriting is not as particular as Du Yunyan's, but he also practiced it for a while when he was a child. The basic shape of the characters is still very beautiful, and his writing speed is much faster than that of the two children. What he copied is a winter menu. The one that arrived was different.

"Do you still change your menu frequently?" He asked puzzled.

"Not necessarily," Du Yunyan said, "Sometimes some adjustments will be made according to the season."

"But isn't there no visitor in winter?"

"So just prepare less."

Gu Wenxi handed him the finished copy: "How is it?"

Du Yunyan glanced at it for a while: "It's so-so." He began to add simple patterns to the edge of the paper, such as flowers, trees, natural scenery...with just a few strokes, the shape and spirit are vivid.

"Pretending to be garlic." Gu Wenxi muttered in a low voice, clearly seeing the corner of the other party's slightly raised mouth.The relationship between the two of them is still not warm these days, but fortunately Gu Wenxi didn't cause a big mess, and Du Yunyan would occasionally ask him to do some trivial things.

Yanyan and Du Xinyu were still in elementary school, their handwriting was generally neat and average in all aspects, but Du Yunyan didn't really think about asking them to help, just to urge them to write.The two children have something to do, so it's not so noisy.

Du Yunyan originally wanted to keep them for lunch, but Yanyan said that her mother was waiting for her to go back, so it was inconvenient to keep them.Du Xinyu said very gentlemanly this time that he would send her home, and the two of them rode away together.

The glass jar opened in the morning was relatively large, and there were still two pieces of wild fruit in it.After clearing away the stationery on the table, Gu Wenxi took an unused fork, picked a piece and handed it to Du Yunyan's mouth: "You didn't eat much just now, did you?"

After Du Yunyan's face was slightly wrong, he took the fork and put it in his mouth.Just as he put down the fork, the only landline in the hall rang, and he went to answer it.

"Hey... oh, can I?"

The bar was right next to it, and Aunt Liu's loud voice came out through the microphone. Even if Gu Wenxi didn't listen deliberately, she generally understood what the other party was going to give away.

Sure enough, Du Yunyan put down the phone and said, "I'll go out for a while."

Gu Wenxi didn't care, Aunt Liu and Sheng Bo's house was next door, and it would take only a few minutes to go there.When Du Yunyan came back, he carried a butchered chicken in one hand, and a strong aroma wafted through the bag in the other hand. When he smelled it, he knew it was the strips of meat that he saw at their house that day.

Gu Wenxi's stomach grunted twice, but today was Saturday, and he was not sure whether Du Yunyan was willing to put these gifts on the table immediately.

"Well, these are..." he said tentatively, "for us to eat?"

"Otherwise, who is it for?" Du Yunyan gave him a blank look.

"It's not Sunday yet, is it?" Although she was happy, Gu Wenxi still doubted that Du Yunyan's character would make an exception easily.

"Just make up for last week." Du Yunyan walked to the kitchen, "Don't you want to learn to cook? Come and deal with it with me."

"Okay, boss, don't worry!" Gu Wenxi followed briskly, "Where did this chicken come from?" It looked like it had just been killed and shaved, and the skin was still warm.

Du Yunyan cut the chicken in half and took out the viscera inside: "Shengbo's hen." Almost every family in the village raises chickens. If you don't eat them often, there is no need to buy them outside.

"Don't you also have chickens here?" Gu Wenxi thought of the three in the backyard, "Do you need someone to give it to you?"

"I don't really want to kill my own chicken." He stuffed the sliced ​​ginger into the empty stomach of the chicken.

"Eating anyone is not killing," Gu Wenxi lowered her mouth, "hypocrisy."

"Then you don't want to eat later?" Du Yunyan squinted at him.

"Eat!" Gu Wenxi blurted out very spinelessly.He hasn't tasted any meat in the past two weeks, so he finally seized the opportunity, how could he not eat it?

Du Yunyan turned around, put the chicken with the ingredients into a large stew pot, poured hot water and mushrooms, closed the lid, and simmered on a low fire: "I like to be vegetarian, if I'm the only one, I won't accept these. something."

Gu Wenxi recalled that it sounded like she accepted it just to entertain herself...

Aunt Liu’s chickens have been raised free-range in the yard all the time, and they eat natural grains, so they are fresh enough to be stewed with a little seasoning.Du Yunyan really didn't like meat very much. After the chicken was stewed, he basically only drank some soup, most of which went into Gu Wenxi's stomach.

"Hey," Gu Wenxi gnawed hard on the chicken leg, "You said you made up for last week, so is that—you can still eat meat tomorrow?"

"Well," Du Yunyan swallowed the food in his mouth, "Isn't there still bacon, I'll eat that tomorrow."

Gu Wenxi was secretly delighted, it was still refreshing to eat meat every day.

After the meal, Du Yunyan stewed some parts that were not easy to chew, together with the remaining bones, and gave them to the two dogs.The dog probably didn't get much meat on weekdays, but as soon as he went out with the basin in his hand, he surrounded him, barking and sticking out his tongue.

Gu Wenxi felt a little sympathetic to his dog, and couldn't even eat meat a few times with this master.

"Yangyang," Du Yunyan pulled the yellow dog back, "Don't bully Beibei."

Gu Wenxi has already figured out that the yellow dog is called Yangyang and the black dog is called Beibei, but Du Yunyan's tone of voice when talking to the dogs is like coaxing a child. With a loving smile on his face, there is a cloying aura of a married woman, which makes him unable to help but There was a chill.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that Du Yunyan has a good temper towards Shengbo, Aunt Liu, Yunhan, Yanyan, Du Xinyu... everyone, and doesn't prick at all. like.

The voice in Gu Wenxi's heart weakened, he really owed money to others.

Not only that, wiping the floor got watermarks everywhere, cooking almost blew up the kitchen, and I stepped on the coriander he planted before... It seems a bit annoying.

The hen in the backyard croaked "cluck, cluck—" and probably laid eggs.

Gu Wenxi followed Du Yunyan to look over, and sure enough there were two whole eggs on the hay, a hen next to it was still screaming with its neck stalked, and the other two chickens were pecking at a broken egg.

"They still eat their own eggs?" Gu Wenxi had never raised chickens before, this was the first time seeing them.

"Well, sometimes the eggs will be pecked open," Du Yunyan opened the fence of the chicken coop, "so pick them up in time." He stared at Gu Wenxi and stopped moving.

"You let me pick it up?" Gu Wenxi understood what he meant.

"You don't want to pick it up?"

"Cough, how can it be?" Gu Wenxi pinched the two eggs with the two fingers of his left and right hands, carefully avoiding touching the shit on them, "It's too dirty!"

"Can the things coming out of the butt be cleaned?" Du Yunyan said.

"Of course I know it's from the chicken's ass!" He suddenly laughed, probably because he was amused to hear such an elegant person like Du Yunyan say vulgar words.

However, Du Yunyan didn't understand why he was laughing, he just pretended to be crazy: "Wash those two eggs and bring them into the house." He conveyed the order without changing his expression.

There is another sink in the backyard, which is usually used for watering vegetables. Holding her breath, Gu Wenxi obediently turned on the tap.

It's just washing an egg, he can't let Du Yunyan underestimate him anymore.

During the lunch break, Gu Wenxi turned over on the bed and touched the remote control of the air conditioner next to the pillow. These days, in order to reduce the extra expenses of the hotel, he no longer turns on the air conditioner at night, and would rather wrap a few more clothes around his body.But he still remembered that the day he first arrived, he told Du Yunyan that it was too cold here, and that person went out to buy batteries early in the morning without eating.

In fact, he is quite gentle.

Gu Wenxi rubbed her fingers back and forth on the remote control, and the awkwardness that had arisen when feeding the dog at noon faded slightly.