Rebirth of the film and television superstar

After Bian Hui finished speaking, he walked into the kitchen. Cheng Jinying did not follow the kitchen, but leaned on a cane and walked lightly towards the bedroom.

Gently unscrewing the door, looking at Ling Haotian who fell into a deep sleep, Cheng Jinying hesitated for a moment, but still did not enter the room, closed the door, and walked slowly into the kitchen.

Bian Hui was thinking about how much salt to put in right now, he held up a spoon and frowned, put a little salt, and stirred it a few times to taste.

If you don't feel the salty taste, just put in a little more, try again and again, without any sense of impatience.

Cheng Jinying looked at Bian Hui frowning and tasting with his tongue, and said, "Is this how you cook? Probably no one else has an appetite except you."

"Haotian won't dislike my saliva. As for you, I didn't say that I will give you a share." Bian Hui put down the spoon, stirred the eggs, and when the oil was hot, he mixed it well from a distance. The eggs 'fly' into the pot...

"Hey~!"

A large piece of oil splashed out, even though Bian Hui hid far away, he was unfortunately scalded by the oil.

"..."

Cheng Jinying watched as a quarter of the eggs and oil flew out, and covered his face, he really couldn't stand it anymore...

Bian Hui skillfully wiped the oil on the ground with a mop, and then started to stir fry...

Cheng Jinying cut some scallions, moved them to the surface of the pot and poured them down, saying, "Add some scallions to taste better..."

Bian Hui didn't stop Cheng Jinying from pouring the mess into the pot, and continued to stir fry calmly.

Cheng Jinying looked at the more and more broken eggs and said, "Put a lot of oil, if you don't turn it so often, it won't be mushy. If you turn it too much, the eggs will break. Not only does it look ugly, but it will also be very unpleasant to eat. convenient."

"Eat with a spoon!" Bian Hui tapped the pot with a frying spoon, "You do it well, don't point fingers if you don't work hard."

Cheng Jinying raised her eyebrows, didn't bother with Bian Hui, turned around and sorted out the potato 'shreds' that Bian Hui had cut, which was not much thinner than a finger.

Cheng Jinying's knife skills are very good, while cutting potato shreds, he said, "I will cook the other dishes, and you can just guard Haotian."

Bian Hui poured the scrambled eggs into the plate, frowned and said, "Is your legs okay? If you don't, don't try to be brave. It's the same if I invite a chef."

Cheng Jinying took a look at Bian Hui, seemed to feel Bian Hui's kindness, shook his head and said, "Haotian won't like it, the way he looks when he is rehabilitating drugs is seen by other people, and when I need you, I will call you."

Bian Hui hesitated for a moment, and knew that his cooking skills were incomparable to Cheng Jinying's. Considering Ling Haotian's appetite, he walked out of the kitchen.

As soon as he walked out of the kitchen, he heard Cheng Jinying say, "Pour some oil for me."

Bian Hui turned around and went in again, knelt down and took out the oil barrel, and poured the oil into a small bowl for Cheng Jinying to use.

Knowing that Cheng Jinying had an injury on his leg, Bian Hui consciously took care of things that required strength during the period. The two of them worked together for nearly an hour, and finally made five dishes and one soup.

Cheng Jinying wiped the sweat off his brow, with a relieved smile on his face, "Okay, let's serve it up."

Bian Hui held a dish in one hand and finished it after going back and forth three times.

Finally, when the rice cooker was put on the table, Bian Hui took out three bowls and filled them one by one.

Cheng Jinying supported his legs and asked while fanning the wind with his hands, "Shall I wake him up?"

"En." Bian Hui nodded, and continued to serve the meal.

Cheng Jinying walked into the bedroom, touched Ling Haotian's lips with his fingers, and Ling Haotian opened his eyes.

"The meal is ready."

"Hmm." Ling Haotian didn't seem surprised at all, Cheng Jinying's arrival gave him a gentle smile, "Who did it?"

"The rice is made by Bian Hui, as for the rest, you will know after a taste."

With a weird expression on Ling Haotian's face, he stood up and put on a bathrobe, and helped Cheng Jinying go out, "Does Grandpa know you're here?"

"I know, don't worry."

When the door opened, Bian Hui was already sitting on the dining table, tasting the vegetables between his hands. He had to admit that even Cheng Jinying's remade potato shreds tasted better than his own handiwork.

Ling Haotian pulled away the chair opposite Bian Hui, let Cheng Jinying sit on it, and sat between the two of them himself, looking at the rice in the bowl, he praised with a smile on his lips, "The amount of water is well controlled."

"En." Bian Hui agreed, pointed to the scrambled eggs, and said as if offering a treasure, "Try it, I made this too."

Cheng Jinying filled a bowl of soup with a spoon and put it in front of Ling Haotian, "Drink a bowl of soup."

"Yeah." Ling Haotian took the bowl, blew on the hot soup, he just woke up, he didn't have any appetite, so it's good to have a sip of soup to whet the appetite.

Bian Hui glanced at Cheng Jinying, said nothing, reached out to scoop up a spoonful of scrambled eggs, and put it on Ling Haotian's rice.

Ling Haotian ate with a dull head, he almost didn't need to move his chopsticks, someone kept putting food into the bowl.

After a while, he realized that neither of them moved their chopsticks very much, so he swallowed the dishes in his mouth, "You guys eat too, what are you watching me do?"

Cheng Jinying agreed, and a bowl of rice disappeared in a few minutes.

Seeing that Cheng Jinying has never eaten scrambled eggs, Bian Hui put the eggs into Cheng Jinying's bowl with bad intentions.

Cheng Jinying stopped eating, and remembered the scene of Bian Hui tasting...

Bian Hui said darkly, "It's not a good habit to be picky eaters, eggs are very nutritious."

Cheng Jinying turned her head to look at Ling Haotian, and found that Ling Haotian was looking at her happily, and ate it with her eyes closed.

Isn't it just saliva?

Bian Hui didn't spit in it again, as long as Haotian is happy.

Besides... I didn't use serving chopsticks, so why deceive myself?

Seeing that Cheng Jinying was being bullied, Bian Hui didn't say a word, his mood improved a lot, he turned his head and gave Ling Haotian another bite, "I'll go to Wei Nasen and tell you to rest well, and you don't have to worry about other things. Can handle it well."

"En." Ling Haotian ate with a big appetite, and he ate a lot more than usual.

Ling Haotian was very happy to see the two of them coexisting peacefully. He filled two bowls of soup, pushed it in front of the two, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will recover in a short time, and I will never let you down." .”

"Ah."

"it is good."

After eating, Ling Haotian took the bowl to wash it up.

Bian Hui had injuries on his hands and could not get wet.

Cheng Jinying's waist and legs can't exert strength, it's okay to wash a bowl and wash a dish, but it's still very difficult to wash a pot.

Ling Haotian, who didn't have seizures, was no different from a normal person, so he took off the job of washing dishes.

Humming in a good mood, Ling Haotian felt that his suffering was not in vain.

Bian Hui hugged Ling Haotian from behind, and said a little appreciatively, "Are you so happy that he's here?"

Ling Haotian turned around and kissed Bian Hui's lips, "Thank you, I am very happy."

"Hmph~!" Bian Hui sucked Ling Haotian's neck, longing to pull it dissatisfied.

"Hehe." Ling Haotian was itchy and painful, and let out a pleasant laugh, looking at the gauze in Bian Hui's hand and asked, "He wrapped it for you?"

"Um……"

"How is his cooking?" Ling Haotian asked with a smile.

"Where's the food I cook?" Bian Hui asked without answering.

"Very good." Ling Haotian was never stingy with his compliments, and used his finger with dish soap to light Bian Hui's nose, "There is no raw food, and it is not porridge. I have eaten two bowls."

Bian Hui wiped the foam off his nose, and bit Ling Haotian's ear, "You think so, let me live in peace with him?"

Ling Haotian nodded without hesitation, "Well, I really want to, this is my greatest wish, on top of becoming a movie king."

Bian Hui hugged Ling Haotian's waist tightly, absorbing the sweet smell from Ling Haotian's body, he didn't say anything, but he already agreed in his heart.

In fact, when he served the third bowl of rice, he had already acquiesced in Cheng Jinying's existence.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

With the company of Cheng Jinying and Bian Hui, Ling Haotian successfully survived, the most difficult time, the drug addiction also changed from once a day to two or three days, only once.

Ling Haotian wriggled on the bed with a towel in his mouth, holding Cheng Jinying's hand with one hand, and being pressed on the bed by Bian Hui with the other hand, he closed his eyes and moaned.

Bian Hui and Cheng Jinying also went from being overwhelmed with pain at the beginning to becoming numb gradually. They learned to refuse and also learned to tolerate.

In the first few years, Ling Haotian would always beg for mercy, begging Bian Hui to give him more medicine to relieve his pain.

But Bian Hui once told Ling Haotian that this kind of medicine is actually a kind of drug, and if it is used for a long time, even if it is quit in the future, it will be hard to get rid of the addiction.

Many people will relapse after using it to successfully detoxify.

So every time Ling Haotian wakes up, he will regret that he is not firm enough, and every time before the attack, he has to bite the towel, so as not to make Cheng Jinying and Bian Hui feel uncomfortable when he can't help but beg for mercy.

Even so, when Ling Haotian had an attack, he still couldn't help struggling and moved towards the direction of the drug.

Cheng Jinying was injured, couldn't hold Ling Haotian down, and couldn't bear to tie Ling Haotian up, so every time after Ling Haotian had an attack, Bian Hui was exhausted.

Having survived the drug addiction again, a smile appeared on Ling Haotian's pale face.

Bian Hui let go of Ling Haotian's hand, and hugged him into his arms.

Cheng Jinying held it with his backhand, Ling Haotian's weak hand took out with the other hand, the towel in Ling Haotian's mouth, and said softly, "Haotian, I'm proud of you."

After drinking the water handed by Cheng Jinying, Ling Haotian's pale face showed determination, he will get better, for sure!