After a turmoil, life still has to be the same.

Today is the eighth day of the lunar month, and the weather is really cold. Zhan Lu had prepared several kinds of rice beans a long time in advance, and was going to boil laba porridge on this day.

There are many legends about the origin of Laba porridge, and there is no certain number of types of rice beans used in various places. Zhan Lu prepared eight kinds of rice beans, including Jiang rice, rhubarb rice, millet, purple rice, lotus seeds, peanuts, red cowpeas, and white kidney beans.

Although Zhan Lu can't taste the fragrance of Laba porridge, Zhan Lu has always paid attention to these things.

Maybe it's because when I was young, my mother's memory of making these foods still lingers in my heart.

Zhan Lu put all the soaked rice beans into the pot, added water, lit the fire, and covered the pot.

As she worked, she struggled to remember the last night's experience, which had been deliberately forgotten by her brain. She seemed to be ...... last night Drunk? and ...... Let go of the fox?cry and beg Ming Yijun not to let her marry?Finally, Ming Yijun was carried to his bed and fell asleep?

The scattered memories were gradually pieced together into a complete scene, and Zhan Lu hugged her head in distress.

How could she do such a shameful thing!

But then again...... Although a whole night has passed, what happened this morning is embarrassing! Why would she suddenly say such a thing to Lang Jun? Sure enough, the wine has not woken up yet!

Zhan Lu felt that if Ming Yijun was just an ordinary human, she might not have the face to see him again.

Fortunately, he is not human, and he doesn't have the human way of thinking about problems in his head, so Zhan Lu can cheekily pretend that these things have not happened.

Zhan Lu was busy thinking about how she could do these things herself, and the matter of being carried by Ming Yijun to sleep with him last night should have been the most annoying, but she left it behind.

Laba porridge bubbling on the fire, exuding an attractive aroma, Zhan Lu saw that the porridge was ready, so he filled the porridge, dug a small spoonful of sugar from the small sugar jar and stirred it in the porridge.

The dark red sugar melted in an instant, and a sweet smell came out of it, and Zhan Lu grabbed a handful of pine nuts, hazelnuts, and almonds that had been prepared long ago and sprinkled them to garnish.

Laba porridge is so fragrant, Zhan Lu scooped a spoonful and put it in his mouth to taste. In the morning, the taste that Ming Yijun "lent" to her has not completely disappeared, and the mellow aroma of various rice and bean mixtures continues to echo in her mouth, coupled with the oil aroma of pine nuts and hazelnuts, and the sweet fragrance of a little brown sugar...... Let Zhan Lu think back to her mother.

Zhan Lu scooped another spoonful, closed her eyes and savored it slowly, until the taste she had temporarily gained disappeared little by little, and the rice soup left in her mouth was only sticky and warm.

She opened her eyes a little startled.

Laba porridge that my mother used to make...... That's what it tastes like.

Zhan Lu picked up the hot porridge and sent it to Ming Yijun.

Ming Yijun saw the thing in Zhan Lu's hand and laughed:

"Laba porridge? Is it the eighth day of the lunar month? ”

Maybe it was because this laba porridge reminded her of her mother, and when she heard Ming Yijun use the word "interesting" to describe this porridge, Zhan Lu was inexplicably a little annoyed:

"Laba porridge is just Laba porridge, what's so interesting?"

Ming Yijun casually picked up the spoon and stirred it gently in the bowl:

"It's not the porridge that's interesting, it's the human beings. Not only did they design a calendar in a vain attempt to bind time, but they also set out what they should eat on different days as a node of time. Human beings are just creatures that don't live for a hundred years, so persistent...... And for what purpose?"

What he said, Zhan Lu didn't understand very well. Only know that he seems to be mocking humanity. I want to tell the difference, but I don't know where to start.

Ming Yijun didn't say anything more, just took a sip of porridge and praised:

"Your skills in cooking porridge are getting better and better. ”

It was rare for Ming Yijun to praise her cooking skills, which made Zhan Lu happy again, and forgot about her previous unhappiness for a while. Laughed:

"Lang Jun tasted the pine nuts, I peeled them one by one, and it took a lot of work!

Ming Yijun heard her say this, and really scooped two pine nuts and sent them to his mouth to taste, the taste of the pine nuts was very fragrant, and there was a faint sweetness, but Ming Yijun frowned.

Zhan Lu couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw the change in his expression, and hurriedly asked:

"Lang Jun, this pine nut ...... Doesn't it taste good?

Ming Yijun shook his head, closed his eyes and savored it for a long time before swallowing the food in his mouth and asking:

"When you peel the loose pulp...... Hurt your finger?"

Yesterday, when Zhan Lu peeled the loose pulp, he did accidentally scratch his finger by a hard shell. The injury was not serious, it was just a little scratched skin, and she didn't care, she didn't want to be brought up by Ming Yijun at this time.

She shook her head:

"Just a little bit of skin, it's not a big deal. How did Lang Jun know?"

Ming Yijun chuckled:

"This pine has your smell on it...... It's so sweet. ”

Just peeling off a loose pulp, he cut his finger, and was noticed by Ming Yijun, Zhan Luzheng was a little embarrassed, but he heard the last two words spit out of his mouth, as if he was deliberately trying to seduce people.

However, she also knew that as a foreign beast, he didn't understand the twists and turns of human beings, and he didn't mean it at all. This realization made her even more ashamed and annoyed. Looking up again, seeing him smiling, Tete picked out the pine pulp from the porridge with a spoon, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the skin of the loose pulp, and then rolled the pine pulp and swallowed it in one bite. I didn't feel even more annoyed, and said as if I was angry:

"Lang Jun thinks that when he says that Ah Lu is delicious, he is complimenting Ah Lu? Do you think that Ah Lu will be happy to praise Ah Lu like this? You are always like this, which is a little too rude. ”

Ming Yijun looked at her angry appearance and laughed again. This little girl is always so funny, he can't help but laugh when he sees it.

He smiled and asked her:

"Since Ah Lu hates this seat so much, why did he cry last night? This seat met the young man of the Zhang family today, and he is really an excellent man. Since Ah Lu hates this seat and refuses to get along with this seat, it is better to marry the son of the Zhang family. ”

When Zhan Lu heard this, his face turned white. In the past two days, she has made too much trouble, forgetting that Friday Niang did say that she was going to bring that young man to see Ming Yijun today. So they've been here today? When? What did they say?

She was anxious and asked Ming Yijun in a loud voice. Ming Yijun saw that she was in a hurry, and he refused to tell her like that, but just hung her appetite slowly. It wasn't until Zhan Lu was really angry that he smiled and said:

"I said a few words and sent him away, what are you anxious about?"

Zhan Lu breathed a sigh of relief...... Wait, why should she breathe a sigh of relief?

The current Zhan Lu is neither drunk nor has he just woken up, he is very sober and rational. She looked at Ming Yijun in front of her, with an elegant posture and stunning beauty.

She only had to look at him once, and she was already addicted to him;

When she looked at him again, she wanted to give up all of herself, and lay at his feet as a paving stone, lest his feet should be stained with mud;

The third time she looked at him, her heart was about to sink continuously, and she would never recover.

Her infatuation allows her to pay a qiē for him, but the one qiē she can give, in his opinion, will be so small and pitiful.

Why is she still here? and still here to give him the sweet porridge of the Laba Festival?

She wasn't supposed to be like this, she was supposed to run away. Flee far away, flee to a place where you will never see him again, marry an ordinary person, have a few children to inherit the incense of the two families, and then ...... Whatever happened, he shouldn't have intervened in her life.

But she was still here at this time, in front of this person who made her addicted and scared. For the marriage contract that has been blown up, I breathe a sigh of relief with peace of mind.

If she followed the normal pace, she would have recovered her sense of taste with the help of Ming Yijun, and then married well, had children, passed on the wine shop, and after twenty years, she would fulfill her agreement.

Now she has a bad reputation, and it is already a little difficult to get married, but she asked Ming Yijun to refuse the marriage mentioned by Friday's mother.

She took matters into her own hands and cut off her own back path.

What the hell is she doing!!

Ming Yijun watched Zhan Lu fall into chaos. asked lightly:

"Ah Lu, but you regret it?"

His voice pulled her out of her love, and she looked up at him stunned, and saw that he hooked his lips and laughed at her narrowly:

"Ah Lu heard that Zhang Jiaerlang is a good man, so he regretted it, right?"

Zhan Lu listened to his words, her originally peach-colored face suddenly turned pale, and a thousand grievances surged in her heart, but she couldn't say anything in the end, so she simply didn't say a word and walked away. Leaving Ming Yijun to look at her crimson back in astonishment.

Ah, Alu is really angry this time, why is she so angry?

Since the beginning of the world, Ming Yijun has seen many things in the sky and on the ground, but what he cares about, in addition to things related to himself, is only eating and drinking, gold, silver and jewelry. He didn't care about anything else, especially those things he couldn't understand, Ming Yijun would never think too much.

So he just lowered his head and silently drank a spoonful of laba porridge.

Laba porridge is really delicious...... Although human beings are troublesome, they still create a lot of good things in the end. Ah Lu's craftsmanship is indeed getting better and better...... If this continues, maybe he can really become the world's first-class celebrity chef. But her temper is getting more and more strange, no matter how many people she knows, no matter how long she has known them, she still can't understand them......

Next time, let's let her cook something delicious.