XXXIV: Sick (2)

When Lin Yan saw it, he panicked, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold Lin Xiang: "Sister, don't move around, I can cook the food myself." ”

Hearing this, Lin Xiang felt a little funny, and reached out and pinched his brother's face: "Will you do it?" "My brother has always been pampered, let alone cooking, and in the modern era, it would have been good to let him eat on time.

With that, he shook his head and got up.

Who knew that Lin Yan puffed out his cheeks and looked at Lin Xiang a little angrily: "I will naturally do it!" The momentum of the words was rushing, and there was a bit of stubbornness in his eyes when he looked at Lin Xiang.

"You are not allowed to stay." Lin Yan looked angry, and reached out to hold down Lin Xiang, who was moving.

This time, Lin Xiang was a little sluggish.

Watching my younger brother walk to the stove in a serious manner and take some vegetables and fruits he bought the day before to cook, he couldn't help but feel that it was fun, but after a while, a faint warmth surged into his heart.

The corners of her mouth hooked, her body moved, and she no longer continued to stay, but leaned lazily on the collapse, and said lightly: "In this case, I will wait for your craft." ”

While Lin Yan was clumsily holding a kitchen knife to cut vegetables, his fingers paused, and after a moment, they rang intermittently.

Lin Xiang hooked the corners of his lips, but his face was full of smiles.

……

"This is, your craft?" Lin Xiang looked at the big bowl of hot things in front of him with some solemnity.

At the moment, it is bubbling white air upwards, fluttering, and when you get closer, it smells okay.

But-

If you look down at the contents of the bowl, you will be in a bad mood.

It's a bowl of hot noodle soup.

At this moment, the bowl was already white, and the noodle soup was almost messily sticking together, and there was a lot of bulging and full bowls, which looked like it was unclear whether it was soup noodles or dry noodles.

Lin Xiang made a lot of noodles a few days ago, and put them on the stove on the side, so he didn't have to worry about anything when it was cold, but he just covered the noodles with a simple cloth, just if he didn't have time on weekdays, or he didn't have time to make food, just take these to make some noodles to satisfy his hunger.

Lin Yan swallowed his saliva, looked down at the soup in the bowl, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "It just doesn't look good, but the taste should still be okay." ”

Lin Xiang looked down, smiled, and then didn't say anything more, but reached out to take the chopsticks handed over by his younger brother.

The hot and steaming noodles, at this moment, the breath smeared Lin Xiang's nasal cavity, she pursed her lips, picked up a chopstick, and slowly put it into her mouth-

After chewing, Lin Xiang tasted the product, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Lin Yan was a little nervous, she knew that her sister's craftsmanship was good, otherwise no one would have specially asked her sister to go to the restaurant to be a cook, even if she knew that her craftsmanship was not good, but she still had two points of expectation.

"How?" Lin Yan asked a little nervously.

Lin Xiang frowned, looking thoughtful.

Lin Yan's palms were a little sweaty.

After a while, who knew that Lin Xiang suddenly sneered and said, "Well, it's delicious." Looking at Lin Yan's small figure, there was warmth in my heart, and I suddenly felt that everything I had done in the past few days was worth it.

Lin Yan's craftsmanship is not good for the time being, Lin Xiang is not a little sick at the moment, and it stands to reason that he should not want to be contaminated with half a bite of food.

I saw that Lin Xiang hung his head again, picked up his chopsticks and brought them close to his lips and took a big sip of soup.

Lin Yan looked at it from the side, and pressed two points in his heart slightly.

It seems that the taste is barely passable.

I was satisfied with two points, and I suddenly felt a little hungry.

walked to the dining table alone, there was still a bowl of hot soup on the table at the moment, Lin Yan pursed the corners of his lips, and then picked up the chopsticks-

Moment.

"Ahem." Lin Yan coughed twice, spit out the contents of his mouth, and looked at the bowl of white and chaotic things in front of him in surprise, and his mouth was flooded with some saliva.

It seems that there is too much salt.

Lin Yan looked at this bowl of food with an embarrassed face, and suddenly turned his face sideways and looked at Lin Xiang. There's no way to compare what you make with your sister's.

"Sister, don't eat it." Lin Yan was a little embarrassed to take away the soup bowl in Lin Xiang's palm.

Lin Xiang smiled: "Well, I think it's okay except for being a little salty." ”

Lin Yan had the heart to ask Lin Xiang not to eat it, but because he made it himself, he felt embarrassed and said, "Then, add a little more water." ”

So, the two sisters and brothers ate dinner under Lin Yan's simple craftsmanship.

Lin Yan almost didn't have nightmares at night, and in his dreams he was chasing after him with a slimy ball of noodles, trying to eat it himself.

Lin Xiang didn't think so, Lin Yan was making something for the first time, and he hadn't made it himself, so after tasting it like this, the taste would naturally not be particularly bad. Anyway, she felt a little satisfied.

Early the next morning, Lin Xiang had the heart to get up early and make some food for Lin Yan, after all, those noodles are indeed not very delicious, even if they are to comfort their own family cards, the feeling of appetite cannot be stopped.

Who knew that early this morning, Lin Yan got up two minutes earlier than Lin Xiang.

He said righteously: "My sister is sick and resting." Then, with that, he freshened up for a while, and ran out with a few copper plates in his hand.

Lin Xiang was a little sluggish.

It wasn't until Lin Yan came back, holding a few hot buns in his arms, that Lin Xiang reacted.

It turned out that this kid went to buy food.

couldn't help but laugh a little dumbly, but Lin Xiang didn't say anything else.

Lin Yan boiled some hot water, here Lin Xiang was eating white and hot buns, and over there Lin Yan was cleaning the house.

Sweep here and there with a broom, and then splash the dirty water on the door outside the house.

"You can eat it too." Lin Xiang really hadn't seen his younger brother so diligent, and while he was happy for a while, he thought that it was because he did this, and he couldn't help but warm his heart two points.

However, Lin Xiang was still worried about his younger brother's body, and hurriedly asked him to come to dinner quickly.

Lin Yan wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and for a while he realized his sister's hard work on weekdays, and couldn't help but feel guilty again.

After having breakfast with Lin Xiang in a hurry, Lin Yan continued to do something else without stopping.

Before noon, Lin Xiang was lying on the collapse, and he watched Lin Yan run out in some surprise.

She couldn't figure out what Lin Yan wanted to do.

Unexpectedly, after about half an hour, Lin Yan ran back, and then began to cook in a serious manner.