Two thick black and thick black hemp braids, one on the left and one on the right, were on top of the bulging breasts that were about to burst out, and slid around playfully with the rhythm of the two lumps of meat. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Gu Zheng, who was attracted by all the eyeballs in the middle of the chest, silently recited the heart mantra in his heart to prevent his little brother from raising his head, and at the same time struggled to raise his eyes and try to look at the other party's face, trying to distract himself.

This look, on the contrary, is in the eyes.

A round face like a goose egg, although it is a little rough by the wind and frost, it still maintains the elasticity unique to a girl.

The good color of rouge is all over the swollen cheeks, I don't know if I blushed after watching a scene that is not suitable for children, or because I was too anxious to be tired when I ran into the door.

Above the carmine, there are big round eyes like black grapes, with the characteristics of a cold northern girl, and under the eyelashes like a small brush, she smiles like a crooked crescent.

Round eyes, round face, round nose, as the corners of the mouth opened more and more when he smiled, two small round dimples also appeared.

Hey, what a lovely girl.

Although it is not absolutely beautiful, but the absolute youth and enthusiasm make people who see her unconsciously raise the corners of their mouths.

"Oh, oh, it's fine. ”

Seeing the appearance of the girl who came in, Gu Zheng, who had originally planned to hurry to stop the other party from moving forward, also turned a corner and turned into an answer to the other party's words.

"Oh mom, it's okay, Brother Gu, don't you know, while I was washing your clothes, I saw the blood dripping down. Don't worry about it. Brother, you're not hurt, are you?

Looking at the sincere expression of the girl opposite, Gu Zheng's words automatically softened by three points: "It's okay, your brother Gu can't suffer a loss, it's all other people's blood." Splashed. ”

Hearing such an answer, Caifeng's eyes on the other side lit up three points again: "I know that Brother Gu is the most powerful, then, that's nothing, I, I'll go out first?"

What's the matter with your reluctant tone? If anything, you're not going to leave, are you?

'Gollum..'

Gu Zheng, who was still complaining, had his stomach ringing out of place.

And Caifeng, who had already retreated to the door numbly, had pointed ears, and immediately turned his head back.

"Hehe, brother, are you hungry, right? I'll give you something to eat!"

"Oops!"

Gu Zheng's stop sounded behind him, but the girl's braided braids that were dangling because of her happy running had already disappeared into the shared stove with the narrow door and low eaves in the small courtyard.

Forget it, Gu Zheng sighed and put on his clothes first.

Gu Zheng, who turned around and returned to the bedside, picked up the stack of boxy clothes that were folded on the headboard.

Directly above is a pair of large pants with two patches on the slit.

The person who sews the patch is ingenious at first glance, and in order to prevent the hole in the sewing place from grinding the crotch, the thread is also sewn backwards.

The fine stitches and the patching cloth of the same color reflect the meticulousness of the people who do this work.

Gu Zheng, who was neatly dressed while thinking about it, couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart: If you put aside Caifeng's big personality, she is really a good woman who lives a good life.

'Gollum'

Before Gu Zheng finished admiring, his hungry belly was hooked by the fragrance that began to slowly fill the small courtyard.

What do you do with this taste?

How can it be so fragrant?

Caifeng, who squatted on the stove and rekindled the stuffy sparks, wiped the round and bright beads of sweat that came out because of the heat, and stared at the noodles in the big pot with his eyes.

When the first flower to boil in the soup was rolled in the soup, he took the black and brown noodles inside with a fence and copied them.

People like them naturally can't afford to eat white noodles, and the half-pocket sweet potato noodles behind the stove pot were just brought back by Gu Zheng two days ago.

When Brother Gu gave them two full bowls, the five members of Caifeng's family had a rare pot of sloppy pimple soup.

The sweet taste is the best delicacy in the world for those who have eaten a lot of Tianye vegetable wowotou Caifeng.

It was used to shock Brother Gu, just right.

The coarse porcelain bowl with a small mouth was filled with a fence of noodles.

The tall Caifeng, as soon as he got up, came down from the top of the utility cabinet erected against the wall, and then copied a pair of bamboo chopsticks from the chopsticks basket hanging on the side of the shelf, and then carefully opened the small lid of the ceramic jar.

A fragrant and salty taste of bean sauce wafted out, so that Caifeng, who operated all this, couldn't help but take a long breath, and stretched the chopsticks head into it tremblingly.

One by one, the sticky and thick bean paste was pulled out along the lifting of the chopsticks and smeared on the still steaming sweet potato noodles.

When Caifeng wiped the sauce from the chopsticks on the noodles, she gritted her teeth and carefully added a thumb-cap-sized amount of bean sauce from the jar.

"That's pretty much it!" Caifeng, who had done all this, said to herself with a smile: "Brother Gu is doing manual work, eat more salty food, and have energy." ”

The basics are done, and the rest is the icing on the cake. The skillful Caifeng swept her eyes in the direction of the pile of vegetables at the entrance, she dragged out a cucumber that was still watery, washed it carefully on the water table next to the stove, and chopped it up on the board.

Cucumber strips with uniform thickness and as thin as a hair were stacked on the side of the coarse porcelain bowl, and when Caifeng went out, two salted dried radishes were squeezed in beside it, and they were brought out of the door with trembling trembling eyes.

'Gollum.'

"Brother Gu, are you hungry? Hurry up and eat! I don't know if it's your taste. ”

As Caifeng once again entered Gu Zheng's room as if it were her own home, on the small square table in front of Gu Zheng, a bay of miso noodles that had been cooled and warmed were placed.

The red radish, the green Zengzeng's cucumber, and the bean paste piled up into a small bulge are all sending out an invitation to a feast towards Gu Zheng's taste buds.

Seeing this situation, Gu Zheng couldn't care about being polite: "I'm really hungry and panicked, that big sister Liu, I'm welcome!"

With a big hand in a big bowl, a pair of bamboo chopsticks moved, and the face of the 'sparse uproar' was about to be buried.

The simpler the food, the more you can experience the level of one's cooking skills.

The ability to bring out the original flavor of a simplest ingredient to the fullest is the embodiment of the chef's highest culinary skills.