Tenderness like water

Yang Lan found the people behind the carriage, but he didn't take them seriously. After counting all the goods, he greeted the delivery guy, closed the door and went back to the room.

Because of the injuries on his body, Dongfang Xu was laid down on the bed by Yang Lan. He walked in and out four or five times by himself before moving everything into the room.

When Qi Feng's family moved to a new house, the old house was used as a storage room. Except for two sleeping rooms and a small kitchen, other rooms were piled up with a lot of sundries. Unable to move on the bed, Yang Lan's range of activities is limited to these two rooms.

He didn't pay attention when he bought things, and when all these things were delivered, he realized that he had bought too much, spent a lot of effort, and even secretly hid some in his sleeve, and then he packed up all the things .

"Dongfang, I'll make soup for you tonight." Yang Lan sorted out the kitchen sundries from the goods, put them on the stove one by one, rolled up his sleeves, walked to the door of Dongfang Xu's room, and said to the people inside.

Dongfang Xu slept very deeply in the afternoon, just now he was startled by the sound of the carriage outside, and Yang Lan was walking back and forth, his whole face was so heavy that water dripped out, when he heard Yang Lan's voice, he raised his hand and wanted to throw a silver needle out.

However, when he raised his hand, he remembered that the clothes on his body were prepared by Yang Lan, and those silver needles were not by his side.Only then did Dongfang Xu realize the meaning of Yang Lan's words, "Do you know how to cook?"

In Dongfang Xu's impression, apart from cooks, men seldom cook in the kitchen. Not to mention him, even the people around him have never seen anyone who can cook. The most is to roast some game in the wild when sleeping in the open.Thinking of this, Dongfang Xu suddenly recalled the meat he had eaten in the cave, Yang Lan's grilled meat.

Not to mention, it tastes much better than what he made himself.

"A little bit." Yang Lan doesn't have many hobbies, cooking is one of them, but the local seasoning is much less than what he used at the beginning, and many flavors can't be made at all.

Dongfang Xu didn't know Yang Lan's craftsmanship, he only thought that he was a superficial, they must not only stay in this small village for one day, and asking Qi Feng to bring food over every day is not a solution, Dongfang Xu has already made up his mind He came up with an idea, as long as Yang Lan made something that could be eaten, he would eat it all.

This is already a rare decision for Dongfang Xu.

The kitchen is simple, and Yang Lan spent a lot of time just lighting the fire. He came to Dongfang Xu's room for a while, and went back to work immediately.It was true that he wanted to cook the soup. Yang Lan deliberately chose the big bones and ingredients, and also selected a few herbs that taste good and are beneficial to the human body from his small private storage. He plans to add them to the soup later.

There are also three side dishes, two meat and one vegetable, because Yang Lan is willing to put seasonings, the fragrance can be smelled from a long distance.

But their house was originally on the edge of the village, and there was no one who could smell it except Dongfang Xu.

As for Dongfang Xu, lying on the bed, he was originally concentrating on practicing exercises to heal his injuries, but when the fragrance from nowhere came into his nose, he couldn't meditate any more.

The smell was a bit irritating, and the saliva could not be secreted under the stimulus of the smell. Even if he didn't pay attention to his appetite on weekdays, Dongfang Xu had to admit that he wanted to taste that smell.

Yang Lan was busy in the kitchen. He picked up a small piece of winter bamboo shoots with chopsticks and tasted the saltiness.It's all because of the lack of raw materials, which limits his performance, but he can still eat it anyway, thinking that Dongfang will not dislike his dishes.

One of the two stoves cooks soup and the other cooks vegetables, and the small pot in the middle is filled with boiled white rice porridge.

After everything was packed, Yang Lan took a small table and placed it beside Dongfang Xu's bed, and then brought the three dishes over.

"Because there are not enough things, I can only make it like this. How about you try it?" Yang Lan placed the bar near Dongfang Xu, and then handed him the chopsticks, "They are all just out of the pot, be careful of burning."

Dongfang Xu could smell Yang Lan's scent when he was setting the table, it was very similar to the scent that wafted from before, and it was much stronger.

Could it be that the fragrance is the dish made by Yang Lan?

With this thought in mind, when Yang Lan really came into the room with the tempting dishes, Dongfang Xu took a lot of effort to stop his expression from showing any surprise.

"Is it ready to eat?" Dongfang Xu took the chopsticks from Yang Lan's hand, and his fingers were already twitching.If these dishes tasted good and smelled good, maybe he would kidnap this man and make him a cook.

"Wait, there's soup, specially made for you." Yang Lan stopped Dongfang Xu's chopsticks, and walked out quickly to bring in a bowl of soup.

The soup was just out of the pot, still steaming, and the milky white soup was rippling in the bowl as Yang Lan walked.

Because the kitchen is very close to this room, Yang Lan's movements are also fast. After walking outside for a while, the soup is still steaming, "This soup is not boiled enough, otherwise it should be more fragrant."

Because of the high temperature, Yang Lan didn't pass the bowl directly to Dongfang Xu, but put it on the small wooden table, and took out a spoon to put it in.

Dongfang Xu scooped up a spoonful of soup, cooled it, and put it in his mouth. The salty soup flowed down his throat and flowed directly into his stomach with warmth, warming his whole body.

Soon Dongfang Xu drank up the bowl of soup. When he put down the bowl he had picked up at some point, and looked at Yang Lan again, he saw Yang Lan shaking his head slightly.

"One bowl is enough for you." Yang Lan looked at the expectation in the man's eyes, and rejected him very severely. He put a lot of good things in this soup, and ordinary people can't stand it if they eat too much.

Dongfang Xu didn't expect Yang Lan to see through his plan so easily, and what was even more unbelievable was that Yang Lan rejected him so directly.

From the first time they met in the cave, Yang Lan usually let him do such small things, but this time he would say no to him because of a bowl of soup.

However, Dongfang Xu restrained his thoughts in just a moment.How could he take it for granted that Yang Lan would not reject him?

Yang Lan failed to capture the fluctuation in Dongfang Xu's heart at this moment. He put away the soup bowl and put it aside, then sat down and picked up the bowl and chopsticks to start eating.Yang Lan was actually not hungry, but Dongfang Xu was not feeling well, and eating with him should allow him to eat more.

Except for the episode before the meal, Dongfang Xu was very satisfied with this meal. From this day on, Yang Lan was responsible for their three meals a day. After eating for a while, Dongfang Xu felt that his body was getting heavy. It seems to have grown flesh.

Of course, part of the reason was that he had been lying inactive for too long.

On the third day, Yang Lan proposed to take the pulse of Dongfang Xu. Although he was half-way in refining medicine, he was familiar with some pharmacological principles. I just dealt with it hastily on the first day.

For such a request, Dongfang Xu refused directly, saying that his injury was not that serious and he didn't need to bother Yang Lan.

Later, seeing that Dongfang Xu's complexion was really bad, Yang Lan brought it up several times, and once it caused Dongfang Xu to turn his face directly, using his recovered internal strength, he took the silver needle and attacked Yang Lan.

Yang Lan's reaction was also quick, and she dodged Dongfang Xu's attack with a dodge, and then held her own soft sword clumsily, blocking the attack with difficulty.

In the end, it was Dongfang Xu who stopped by himself, but Yang Lan never mentioned the matter of taking the pulse since then.

Respect privacy, he still understands this.

The days of recuperation passed quickly, and the winter weather also turned cold quickly. Yang Lan got up from the bed that day, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw white mist outside and a layer of snow on the trees.

Ruowei Mountain is located in the south, and the surrounding areas have a warm climate, and it never snows in winter.And if it is the top of the mountain, although the terrain is high and the temperature is low, there are treasures left by the ancestors in the temple, and it has never snowed.

Because he got up early, Yang Lan put the steamed buns in the steamer and went out to watch the snow. Suddenly, he became more playful. He got a lot of snow from the trees and the roof, and finally made a snowman the size of a baby. , and put it in a basin, and finally placed it at the door of Dongfang Xu's room.

As soon as Dongfang Xu pushed open the door that day, he saw a big snowball at the door. In the end, it was Yang Lan who made a gesture and got an injection, which made Dongfang Xu calm down.