Chongxi's little husband is very "soft and cute"

The old lady Lu took Lu Yunchen's hand, muttered and gave instructions several times, and then left without reassurance when she saw that it was getting dark.

After eating a bowl of gruel, Lu Yunchen felt that he was lonely after drinking. Instead of suppressing the original feeling of hunger, it became more and more intense.

He was lying on the kang, looking longingly at the wooden beams above his head, and what he was thinking about were pancakes, fruit finger cakes, instant noodles with melon seeds and cold skin, alas... so difficult.

"Gollum".

Lu Yunchen turned his head and followed the prestige to see that his little husband was sitting alone at the wooden table with his hands on his stomach, with his head slightly lowered, pretending that nothing happened.

"But hungry?"

"No...no" Qin Muyan categorically denied, and there was another "grunt" in his stomach at the right time.

Lu Yunchen couldn't help chuckling.

"I'm hungry, let's get something to eat."

"Ah? It's already so late..." Qin Muyan was slightly taken aback.

Lu Yunchen did what he said, and immediately got up and got off the kang, waving at the young man.

"What are you doing in a daze? Keep your voice down, let's go to the Paowu to have a look."

Qin Muyan walked lightly and followed behind him. It was a lie to say that he was not hungry just now, but he was pushed out of the door by his wicked father early in the morning. His hungry chest was stuck to his back, if Lu Yunchen hadn't noticed his stomach growling, he would have fallen asleep hungry.

The two of them put their feet on their feet, stooped their waists, and quietly got out of the house. The candles in the bedroom had been extinguished, and the surroundings were silent. Lu Yunchen walked into the hut under the moonlight.

Fortunately, there was still some distance between the bubble house and the bedroom. He lit the candle, and the candle light illuminated the furnishings in the house. It has to be said that the village he joined was too poor.

Even with the honor of Lu Xiucai's status, the Lu family doesn't seem to be very rich.

Holding the candlestick, Lu Yunchen groped up and down, but couldn't find any minced meat.

Qin Muyan shrank at the door, watching him and sighing.

"I..I don't eat..nor..."

"I found it..." Lu Yunchen took out two handfuls of cabbage from under the stove, and took out an egg from the basket.

"Huh? What did you just say..." He raised his head and looked at Qin Muyan suspiciously.

"It's okay." Qin Muyan muttered softly, not knowing what Lu Yunchen was going to do with the cabbage and eggs.

"There aren't many things in the kitchen, and it's late at night. Let's eat a little bit first. We can't go to bed hungry. Can you... make a fire?" When asked the last sentence, Lu Yunchen was somewhat confident. Unfortunately, he really doesn't know how to use a wood-burning stove, let alone how to control the heat.

"Yes." Qin Muyan responded quickly. Before he got married, he had heard from the matchmaker that the person who married him was a scholar who was preparing to take the exam. He thought that this person would usually just stay in the room and study, and he would not hear the world. The thing is, he can't even light a fire.

"Okay...then I'll trouble you, I'll go make some pimples and make pimple soup." Lu Yunchen turned to look for the basin, he just found some white flour left in the bowl.

Qin Muyan didn't know what pimple soup was, but if someone cooked it, he could fill his stomach.

The two divided the work. Qin Muyan folded the dry straw in half, stuffed it into the stove, and lit it with a flint. On the other side, Lu Yunchen poured out flour, added water slowly, and stirred the flour in the basin with chopsticks very quickly until rubbed. Form into pieces of gnocchi slightly larger than rice grains.

It was the first time for Qin Muyan to see someone cook like this, and he felt very strange. After lighting the fire, he added a spoonful of water and poured it into the pot to heat it up. Yun Chen.

When Lu Yunchen was a food blogger in his previous life, live broadcast cooking was already a daily operation, but it was the first time for him to be watched eagerly like this. .

After chopping the cabbage, the water in the pot was boiling, and he turned around just now, but he couldn't find where Lu Lishi hid the meat oil, so he could only omit the step of "cooking the pot".

With one hand shaking the basin, put all the gnocchi into the pot, and with the other hand, quickly stir the gnocchi in the soup to prevent them from sticking together.

Qin Muyan stuffed another handful of firewood into the stove, increased the heat, and watched the gnocchi in the pot one by one, like stars all over the sky, with distinct grains, floating on the water.

Lu Yunchen threw the chopped vegetables into the pot, beat the eggs, poured them around the side of the pot, and finally sprinkled salt, the whole pimple soup was made in one go.

The thick salty aroma was accompanied by the thin and fine white mist. Qin Muyan stared straight at the brightly colored pimple soup in the pot, and swallowed. The taste and smell were too delicious.

Lu Yunchen poured out the soup, no more, no less, just filled two bowls, and handed him a bowl.

"Eat it quickly, although it lacks some oil and water, the taste should be okay..."

The young man couldn't wait to respond to Lu Yunchen, he couldn't wait to fill up a spoonful of pimple soup, blew on it briefly, and put it in his mouth, he was burned, and he hissed and gasped.

"What's the hurry, it's just out of the pot..." Lu Yunchen joked aloud.Judging by the appearance of eating, he was obviously very hungry. If he didn't say to cook something to eat, this guy would definitely fall asleep so hungry.

Qin Muyan blushed from embarrassment, the bowl in his hand was neither held nor placed.

As if by magic, Lu Yunchen brought out a small plate of chopped pickles from behind and put it in front of him.

"If you find some pickles, let's go with the porridge. Let it cool down before eating. No one will grab it from you."

Qin Muyan scolded himself for being worthless, raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Yunchen who was lowering his eyebrows and nodding his head, concentrating on drinking the soup in his own bowl, then took another spoonful, learned his lesson, blew carefully for a while, and put it in his mouth.

The hot pimple soup is boiled soft and mellow, and when you sip it lightly, the tender white pimples turn into a bit of clearness, with a sweet aftertaste.

tasty....

He drank a whole bowl of pimple soup in a whirlwind, wiped his mouth, and patted his round belly. It felt so good to fill his stomach.

Lu Yunchen looked at his kitten-like contentment, and was amused for a while. He quickly took the last bite, got up and took the empty bowl in front of Qin Muyan.

"I'll go wash it..." Qin Muyan was flattered, and reached out to pick up the bowl in his hand, but was blocked back.

"You have been tossing around all day, go to the house to rest, I will do it"

"But, but these are the jobs we should do." Qin Muyan murmured in a low voice. He used to do laundry, cooking, dishes and cleaning at home on weekdays.

"No one has to do this, and neither do you, go and rest."

Lu Yunchen drove Qin Muyan out of the kitchen, tidied up the stove and dishes, stretched his waist while yawning, wow... how tired.

Fumbling back to the bedroom, Qin Muyan opened the door. Under the dim candlelight, Qin Muyan was sitting in front of a wooden table padded with bricks, holding a needle and thread in his hand. He was skilled in his movements and concentrated on mending clothes. When he saw him coming in, his expression flickered with panic.

"I just saw that your clothes were torn, and I wanted to mend them for you." The flickering candlelight reflected the young man's handsome face.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, but it's already very late today, tomorrow will be at..."

"You go to rest first, I'll finish this before going to bed." Qin Muyan interrupted him, his eyes dodging and he refused to look at him.

"Okay..." Lu Yunchen didn't have to ask him too deeply, so he just responded lightly.

It has been more than half a day since I traveled through time, and I haven't had time to think about my current situation. I just lay on the kang, exhaustion flooded in like a tide, and I fell asleep.

Qin Muyan didn't put down the clothes in his hand until the sound of steady breathing came from the kang. He raised his eyes to look at Lu Yunchen's sleeping face, and exhaled carefully. He finally managed it. He still doesn't know how to get along with this person. Well, let alone sharing the same bed with him.

At night, Lu Yunchen stepped on the ground and woke up from his sleep. He sat up and wiped the sweat from his forehead irritably.

Qin Muyan curled up and leaned on the wooden table, sleeping very restlessly.

Why are you sleeping here...

Lu Yunchen lifted the thin quilt from his body, slipped down from the bed, and took a closer look. Qin Muyan didn't know what he had dreamed of, and his brows were frowned into the word "Chuan", and he raised his hand to smooth it out.

Qin Muyan moved his body, moaned, and unconsciously rubbed his head against the palm of his hand.

A smile curled up on the corner of Lu Yunchen's lips, like a cat cub, he bent down and hugged the boy who was curled up into a small ball. He was not tall but still so light. People throw it out.

Holding him firmly on the kang, he pulled the thin quilt aside to cover Qin Muyan, and lay down beside him.

The white moonlight shone in through the window lattice, Lu Yunchen put his hands behind his head, and quietly looked at the boy's sleeping face.

During the day, he was flustered and flustered, he and this little guy couldn't speak a word, just now in the kitchen, he was busy cooking and washing dishes, so he didn't bother to chat.

Although there are many messes left by the original body, but after Lu Yunchen calculated it carefully, it is not impossible to solve it, only this young husband who just married into the family gave him a bit of a headache.

In his previous life, as a loyal supporter of the doctrine of non-marriage, he never thought that once he time traveled, there would be someone lying beside him.

Still a fertile little brother.

Lu Yunchen said that he didn't quite understand but he was shocked.

Qin Muyan's bewildered attitude also made him a little puzzled. Although he didn't have any intention of touching him on the wedding day and wedding ceremony, this guy was clearly avoiding him.

At any rate, I have traveled all over the world and met many people in the world, but it is just a clumsy excuse for me to mend clothes. Qin Muyan's little Jiujiu can't deceive him.

He doesn't want to sleep with him...

If it is really what he thinks... Lu Yunchen lay flat on his back and smiled wryly in his heart. His two sleeves are light, it can be said that "a mud bodhisattva crosses the river, and he cannot protect himself." If it is what he thinks, It may not be a bad thing, after all, he has no plans to get married, and looking for opportunities to set her free early does not count as delaying the other party.