Early the next morning, Song Mocheng went to the nearby vegetable market to buy vegetables and bought some meat. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 After all these ingredients were ready, he hurriedly ate two bites of fried dough sticks and soy milk bought from the street.

When they arrived at Lu's house, they were having breakfast, and Song Mocheng was not polite, the two fritters and soy milk that they ate indiscriminately in the morning had already been digested when they rode such a car.

After eating, Song Mocheng's eyes followed He Yue with a bright light, even if He Yue glared at him a few times, it had no effect at all.

"Okay, okay, Xiaoyue, hurry up." Old Man Lu couldn't stand it anymore, and waved his hand, "Don't clean it up, there are so many people in the family, it's not bad for your hands." ”

"Come back early in the evening." Yao Zhutao admonished, stuffed the loaded pickles into Song Mocheng's hands, "Pay attention to safety when riding." ”

"Hurry up, I'll do this." Su Qiaoqiao pursed her lips and smiled, "I can't wait to see that person." ”

"Sister-in-law." He Yue stomped her feet, and the whole family was teasing her.

Even with a red face and a lid on the pot, He Yue still covered his face like a snail and followed Song Mocheng out.

"It's all your fault, I told you about my past." She said that she had gone over, but Song Mocheng still ran over, and now the whole family is making fun of her.

"Blame me, blame me." Song Mocheng smiled happily, his family's jokes that he was not as shy as He Yue, but he would feel very happy, because they were all optimistic about him.

Song Mocheng just pedaled the bicycle happily all the way, and during the period, he would hum the songs he often sang before eating in the army, in short, he was very happy.

His happy mood also infected He Yue, and the little shyness in her heart was swept away, and she hummed along with his tune.

The bike pedaled all the way to the courtyard.

"Is it hot or not?" Putting down the car, Song Mocheng took out two bottles of soda from the bucket, which he deliberately put in the bucket when he left in the morning, it was not too hot to drink at this time, but it was very thirst-quenching.

Sitting on the table under the grapevine trellis, Song Mocheng opened a bottle of soda and poured it into the cup for one and a half people.

It's a refreshing feeling.

Song Mocheng felt that today's soda was simply delicious.

said that the two of them made dumplings together, but almost all the work in front of them was done by Song Mocheng alone. The dishes are already washed and left there in the morning, so they just need to be chopped and mixed with the meat.

And what He Yue wants to do is to season.

"Brother Cheng, when did you learn to roll dumpling skins?" Looking at Song Mocheng's dexterous activities and rolling dumpling wrappers with both hands, the proficiency can be compared to Yao Zhutao.

"When I was in the army, we had a master who made very good pasta, so I went to help him when I was free." They did not come back for the Chinese New Year last year, and they had to roll out the dumpling skin for the Chinese New Year's Eve, which was supplied by him and the master master.

The master's craftsmanship is amazing, he can roll out more than ten or twenty dumpling wrappers in three or two, what is his kung fu.

"Even the noodles you made were also learned from him?" He Yue remembered the taste of noodles yesterday, and it was really good, "Brother Cheng, you are really amazing." ”

It was this kind of adoring gaze again, and Song Mocheng's heart was warm when he saw it.

The two of them make dumplings and I roll the skin, talking and chatting from time to time, and the meal is like this.

"It's delicious." He Yue patted his round stomach and accidentally ate too much.

"You walk around the yard, I'll wash the dishes." Song Mocheng did the whole thing, and he didn't need He Yue to do it at all.

By the time he washed the dishes and cleaned them up, He Yue had already fallen asleep on the bamboo recliner under the grape trellis.

Song Mocheng walked into the room gently, took out a blanket and put it on He Yue's body, while he himself sat quietly next to her, fanning her.

On the poplar tree in the next yard, a few people were screaming incessantly, and their voices were so cheerful.

'Bang bang bang ......'

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, He Yue's brows furrowed and continued to fall asleep, Song Mocheng stood up gently, walked to the door and gently opened the door.

"How are you?"

When he saw someone coming, Song Mocheng's face suddenly turned bad, and he didn't invite her in, but walked out by himself.

"How did you find here?" Song Mocheng's voice was very low, but Zheng Xianzhen on the other side could still hear that he was angry.

Zheng Xianzhen couldn't help but feel anxious.

Also yesterday, when she passed by here, she happened to see Song Mocheng enter the alley, and she found out that Song Mocheng had a house in Kyoto, and it was in the same alley as her cousin's house.

When she came to knock on the door this morning, there was no one inside. She thought that there should be someone at this time at noon, and she originally had the attitude of trying it out, but she didn't expect that it was really Song Mocheng who opened the door.

Zheng Xianzhen's tears are going to stay, she hasn't seen Song Mocheng for a long time, she will go to the internship next year, of course, the internship unit can only be the hospital in her original army.

Zheng Xianzhen thought that when she returned to the army and entered the hospital, Song Mocheng would not be rejecting her at that time.

But none of this could dampen her desire to see him again.

I haven't seen it for almost a year, and Song Mocheng is more mature and stable than a year ago, and more charming.

It's just that before Zheng Xianzhen shed tears, she didn't even have time to tell Song Mocheng how much she missed him, when she heard Song Mocheng's cold voice.

Yes, his voice has always been so cold when he speaks to people.

Even, the person who was said to be his sister in the army, he didn't speak with any color, he was always so cold.

But because of this, it makes him even more charming and charming.

"I ...... My cousin's family lives here and I ...... I saw you there, so I came over and said hello. Being asked by Song Mocheng like this, Zheng Xianzhen was a little nervous, and she didn't know how to speak.

"That...... This is your home, huh? Zheng Xianzhen said with a somewhat flattering smile, "Don't you invite me to your house to drink saliva?" ”

"It's inconvenient." Song Mocheng glanced in the direction of the door, a little impatient, "Do you have something to do with me?" ”

"If there's nothing going on, I'll go in first." He Yue might wake up in a while.

Song Mocheng didn't want He Yue to see Zheng Xianzhen, he knew that Zheng Xianzhen was interesting to him, but he felt that he had told Zheng Xianzhen clearly enough.

Song Mocheng didn't want He Yue to misunderstand.

He didn't want Jung Hyun-jin to go in and interrupt their rare two-person world.

"Hey......" Seeing that Song Mocheng was leaving, Zheng Xianzhen hurriedly stepped forward and instinctively grabbed Song Mocheng's clothes, "I...... I have something more to say to you. ”

"What words? Hurry up. ”

Song Mocheng frowned and glanced at the hand that grabbed his shirt, and was about to throw off his sleeves when he heard the sound of the door opening, "What are you doing?" ”

"Song Mocheng, I like you, I've always liked you."

(To be continued.) )