Tang Qing held his cheeks and was in a daze in the kitchen. Qi An said in a letter that she would go back to Liwa Village to see her grandfather in the near future, and she was hesitant to write a reply to him.

When he first started communicating, Tang Qing had to spend a lot of brain cells reading the letter of the male god. A vulgar person can't get the point of a male god, let alone reply. Every time I read a letter, I have to go through all the ancient books at hand, which is not as good as the previous life, just look up a word and check Baidu, a matter of minutes.

At the beginning, after receiving three or four letters from Qi An, Tang Qing only replied to one letter. But later, the male god finally realized that for a little girl who didn't go to school seriously (blushing ( ̄▽ ̄) for Tang Qing), the things he talked about would inevitably be a little boring.

It would be naïve to think that the male god has stepped down from the altar since then and stopped talking about the academic issues of his work in his letter.

Every year, Qi An has to ask his boss to hand over more than ten books, and every time he writes a letter, he carefully marks the source of the scriptures quoted at the end of the letter, and also regularly understands Tang Qing's reading progress.

Therefore, Tang Qing was excited and worried about the news that Qi An was coming back: If the male god came back, he would check his homework as soon as he came back, and I hadn't read a few books sent back this year, and when he asked me if I didn't know, would it seem like I was stupid. (→_→)

"Add a little more water to it. Seeing that Tang Qing was thinking about something, Shen Bowen reminded.

For several days in a row, the task of getting up early to cook was taken over by Shen Bowen, and now the kitchen has become his home field.

Even Tang Qing didn't know when Shen Bowen opened up the second pulse of Ren Du and lit up his skills at the full level of cooking.

"Xiaoqing, if you're tired, go to the room to rest first. Leave it to me. Shen Bowen looked at Tang Qing, who was obviously absent-minded, and sighed.

Tang Qing blushed embarrassedly, she pulled her hair behind her ears: "The chores in the past few days are almost all done by you." I didn't even help you much. I'm finally free, so I'll do what I can. As he spoke, he hurriedly stretched out two fingers to his ear and swore an oath: "I promise, I will never be distracted again, I will do whatever you ask me to do, and obey the organization." ”

"Huh. Shen Bowen slightly hooked the corners of his lips, making a beautiful arc, and his bright eyes seemed to be full of soft flowing water. The sunshine seemed to be released by his smile, dazzling and beautiful.

It's okay to laugh so good-looking, why do you look so good. Tang Qing's strange aunt's heart was a little nervous.

No, my heart belongs to the male god, and no matter how good-looking the little fresh meat is, he will not empathize with him. Tang Qing hurriedly changed the topic: "What do you eat at noon?" Do you want me to go to the yard to pick some vegetables and come back." ”

"Okay, pick some snow red and come back, and we'll make fried tofu fine powder soup at noon." Shen Bowen added another fire to the stove.

It's different if there is an extra labor force in the family, Tang Qing and Dr. Qin live their lives, and they have always done whatever they want to do today. Often, when there is a lack of firewood or condiments such as salt, I think of going to the county to buy them. Shen Bowen is virtuous, but he is clear about the inventory at home. Although in this way, Tang Qing "smuggled" the food in the space and made it a little troublesome, but it greatly reduced the number of times he ran out to borrow condiments from other people in the village.

Every time after receiving the public share in the village, Shen Bowen will hand over the grain back to Tang Qing as soon as possible. The prey caught in the mountains is also eaten by the rest of the family first. Over time, Tang Qing has already regarded him as a big brother who is as close as Tang Pei.

"By the way, Xiaoqing, I'll show you something good after dinner. Seeing Tang Qing carrying a basket of vegetables, he was about to leave the kitchen. Shen Bowen seemed to suddenly remember something.

"Brother Shen, what a good thing, you can't sell it. Tang Qing turned his head and smiled.

Shen Bowen touched his pocket and said stiffly, "You'll know later." ”

#憨厚小伙伴变身神秘帝, swollen to do, urgent, online, etc. #

I have to admit that sometimes good looks are king, especially if he is better looking and smarter than you. Faced with Shen Bowen, who refused to satisfy Tang Qing's curiosity, she could only walk away with the vegetable basket.

Beauty cooking is also a pleasing scene. Tang Qing, who washed the snow cabbage, followed Shen Bowen, who turned into a kitchen god, to steal the teacher. In the blink of an eye, he had neatly chopped the chicken leg into small pieces. Remove the blanched chicken thighs from the pot and move like a cloud. Obviously doing the action of brushing the pot, it is like writing calligraphy with a pen, and it is indescribable. After the water was boiled, the chicken pieces were swept in, and as soon as the smoke slipped away, the people ran to the back of the fire pit to reduce the burning firewood. I saw him skillfully use the tongs to pull out a few pieces of wood from the most burning.

Tang Qing had to admit that if he did the same thing by himself, he would be able to extinguish all the fires in the fire pond, but Shen Bowen would be very simple to do.

After the crossing, Tang Qing, who was used to cooking in a big pot, never paid attention to the size of the heat, and when he was small, it was already very laborious to climb onto the small bench in front of the stove. Later, when I grew taller, I only cared about coping with the pot. How can he be as comfortable as Shen Bowen. In this comparison, if it weren't for the special ingredients in Tang Qing's space, the dishes she made would only be mediocre.

After boiling in the pot for about twenty minutes, taking the cooking wine in Tang Qing's hand, Shen Bowen turned his wrist slightly, poured cooking wine in the pot, and put in the fried fried tofu earlier. Salt was added seemingly randomly. Tang Qing clearly knew that every time he added the seasoning, it was as if he had measured it in advance, and when it came out of the pot at the end, he always felt that if he subtracted one point, it would be light, and if he added one point, it would become heavier.

Taking out a chopstick from the chopstick tube, Shen Bowen poked the chicken leg in the pot to make sure that the chicken leg was cooked and soft, and the fried tofu had already tasted, so he poured the vermicelli that had been soaked in cold water in advance into the pot. When it was almost out of the pan, he sprinkled it with his homemade pepper.

The chopsticks in the kitchen are like a handicraft, and they don't match the humble kitchen. Tang Qing had taken Shen Bowen to the bamboo forest in the village once, and he was keen to carve some daily necessities with bamboo. This chopstick holder is just an experiment, but the auspicious cloud patterns and words carved on it are extremely round and soft.

At that time, as soon as he saw the finished chopsticks, Tang Qing liked it. However, the words engraved on the chopsticks are a little slight, and one side is engraved: a red heart to the party, and the other side is engraved to promote work. Is it really such a "red" and such a cute auspicious cloud pattern? Although Tang Qing's aesthetic vision is not necessarily on the line sometimes, Comrade Shen is really a red heart when such a simple handicraft is engraved with a slogan.

Not only bamboo tubes, in just a few weeks, Shen Wanneng Emperor Bowen also added several bamboo benches, new bamboo chopsticks, bamboo baskets, as long as there is a demand, he can make it.

At Tang Qing's cheeky request, his new project was a bamboo rattan chair that could be shaken. Since the start of construction, Tang Qing has been concerned about the progress of making rattan chairs every day. Sitting on a wicker chair and taking a nap in the sun is really a joy on earth.

Girl, aren't you the one who wants to struggle, napping in the sun? 〒▽〒

\( ̄) ̄)/Eaten.

The two people who were busy in the kitchen didn't notice that Dr. Qin's non-stop magic music attack suddenly stopped, and of course they didn't notice that two people suddenly stood at the door of the kitchen.

"Xiaoqing. The man, who was originally expressionless, effortlessly squeezed out what he thought was the most tender smile on his face.

"Brother Qi. Facing the light, Tang Qing shouted happily as soon as he saw the people standing at the door.

Even though he has not stopped exchanging letters over the years, after all, he hasn't seen each other for a long time, and when he sees the male god, Tang Qing doesn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Qi An has been a lot taller again, probably after running outside for many years, and his original flawless face like white jade has gradually developed into a bronze color. He looked at Tang Qing, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, and finally smiled heartily, his eyebrows were relaxed, even if Tang Qing stayed where he was, he didn't take a step in his direction, and he didn't think it was a pestle. He stretched out his slender and beautiful fingers, tapped them lightly on his temples, smiled helplessly, and then opened his arms to Tang Qing.

He just stood there and smiled, as if he had bridged the gap he hadn't seen in years. Tang Qing didn't hesitate any longer, threw himself into his arms, and wrapped his hands tightly around Qi An's waist.

Wen Xiang Nephrite was full of arms, and when they first met, Qi An's heart that had finally calmed down jumped again. He reached out and patted Tang Qing's back and looked down at her. Over the years, not only has Qi An grown taller, but Tang Qing is also about to grow into a big girl. On her porcelain-white face, a pair of big watery eyes are extremely clear, as if you can see her heart through these eyes, and see the little girl in her heart who is excited and full of energy.

Seeing this scene, Shen Bowen felt a little sour for some reason. But soon, this little affection was left behind by him. The person behind Qi An finally came out. He couldn't help but furrow his eyebrows, and a disgust was unabashedly written in his eyes.

"Why did you come here?" Shen Bowen asked coldly to the boy who came to him as soon as he entered the door.

Suddenly realizing that there were other people in the house, Tang Qing embarrassedly got out of Qi An's arms, his face couldn't help but appear rose-colored, and his right hand covered his hair like a disguise.

"Do you think I'm here for you on purpose, don't be too sentimental, who cares about you. I'm studying behind Brother Qi. The boy who was questioned by Shen Bowen replied not to be outdone.

"There seems to be something wrong with the atmosphere in the kitchen. "Tang Qing, who has a rough nerve, has a sharp intuition like a small animal. This boy seems to have seen it somewhere, so familiar.

"Brother Qi, who is he?" Tang Qing asked, pointing to the boy who was coldly confronting Shen Bowen.

Qi An naturally put his left hand on Tang Qing's shoulder, and such an intimate action made Tang Qing's shame that he couldn't calm down again. "His name is Zhou Hao. Now follow me in doing things. It's not an important person, so you don't need to remember it. ”