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What's more, it is a snowy day in the cold winter month, and even doctors and nurses are huddled in the office to roast melon seeds.

Without the interference of outsiders, the empty ward has become a two-person world for Wu Fan and Mu Qingwan.

After discussing the Malatang matter, somehow, Wu Fan fell asleep.

Maybe it's the discomfort of rebirth, or maybe it's letting go of the knot in his heart for nearly twenty years, this night, Wu Fan slept very sweetly.

When I woke up, it was already early afternoon, and the sky outside the window was shining a few rays of sunshine, with a coldness, and the temperature was getting colder and colder.

Mu Qingwan curled up her delicate body and slept peacefully at the other end of the bed. is no longer the miserable appearance of the blurred flesh and blood in the memory, but instead of the quiet beauty of peace and elegance, the more people look at it, the more they like it.

The impulsive feelings that were once born secretly as a teenager have become much more peaceful after so many years of precipitation.

At least at this moment, looking at Mu Qingwan who was close at hand, he could completely guard it in peace until the earth was barren.

He took the textbooks and test papers at the bedside, and a dozen of the test paper exercises of the 'Junior High School English Application Olympiad Winter Camp Trials' attracted his attention.

Wu Fan looked at the immature handwriting on it, and then remembered that there was indeed such a thing. However, in the English Olympiad in his memory, he did not get out of the trough, and he lost his name in the winter camp selection competition, and lost a great opportunity to add points in the high school entrance examination.

Of course, if you want to add points in the high school entrance examination, it is not so easy, and you must win the first prize in the provincial qualifiers in March to be eligible for extra points.

Flip through the test paper and read it question by question. After a while, Wu Fan's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

No wonder the original name fell to Sun Shan, this topic is difficult and biased, most of them are not within the scope of the syllabus of ordinary junior high school students.

In layman's terms, it's overclass.

And the answers he hastily wrote, at the moment, it seems that there are indeed few answers right.

Shaking his head and changing the question, after finishing it, Wu Fan suddenly realized, why am I suddenly aware?

It must be a credit to the Intelligence Index +10!

There is also a post-work vocabulary build-up that also helps! Think about the bitterness at the beginning, the hard work of memorizing vocabulary with the English level 4 or 6 dictionary has finally paid off at this moment!

In this way, winning the winter camp trials next weekend should not be a big problem.

As for the provincial qualifiers in March, work hard and sprint for the first prize, and hope is still greatly.

And the national finals in June, it will be a matter of beating rabbits and piggybacking on the grass. If you can win the prize, it doesn't matter if you don't.

I have corrected my attitude and improved my intelligence, and I think that the low tide period of more than half a year should also pass.

After an afternoon's work, the bedside learning materials were turned over by Wu Fan.

In winter, evenings usually come earlier. When the sky was just getting dark, Mu Qingwan woke up slowly, glanced at her watch, and jumped out of bed with a bang.

"You're hungry, I'm going to buy dinner."

"It's okay, there's no hurry."

"By the way, has the doctor been here?"

"I've been here, changed the medicine, and asked about the situation. It's not a big deal. ”

After dinner, Mu Qingwan took the list that Wu Fan had listed.

"Here are the spices and raw materials to be prepared, those that need to be brewed in advance, I have listed them on the list."

After a rough glance, Mu Qingwan looked at the long entry and said, "I didn't expect that a simple bowl of spicy tang would require so many ingredients, and I'm looking forward to it even more now." ”

"Don't worry, Mr. Mu, I will never let you down."

Mu Qingwan put away the list: "That's okay, I'll go first." ”

"Well, be careful on the road."

"Got it."

A warm response drifted in the cold wind.

On Saturday, the sky cleared. The temperature dropped directly to minus 10 degrees, and it felt cold to the bone when walking on the road at noon.

Wu Fan dragged Zhu Qiancheng to talk for a while, and then got into the taxi called by Mu Qingwan.

Most of the snow on the road has been cleared, and the frozen areas have been covered with cinder ash. The road was much better, but with Mu Qingwan's advice, the driver's eldest brother kept driving very slowly.

Twenty minutes later, the taxi turned into a neighborhood with no house number. It looks a little heavily guarded and mysterious.

In front of an old two-story building, the taxi driver got out of the car attentively, helped Mu Qingwan help Wu Fan out of the car, and helped with the luggage with a smile.

This attitude is very enthusiastic!

Wu Fan was keenly aware that this place must be unusual. Let an old oilman like the driver's brother be willing to put on a hot face.

Walking into the small building, Wu Fan suddenly felt that there was something different. The huge living room looks quite atmospheric, and it is low-key and luxurious everywhere.

I don't know when, an aunt who is not young came out, and Mu Qingwan affectionately called her Aunt He.

"Wan'er, the materials you bought in the morning are all ready as you said, will you use them later? Do you need my help? Aunt He asked with a kind face.

Mu Qingwan handed over a few pieces of luggage to Aunt He, and sent the old man away in a few sentences.

Wu Fan stared at the vigorous and powerful plaque on the wall, and was secretly shocked by Mu Qingwan's identity.

"What are you looking at? The kitchen is here, and I can't wait for your Malatang. ”

Wu Fan Shi Ran squeezed out a smile, let out a long breath, and scolded himself: "No matter how you say it, you have been a human being in two lifetimes, isn't it just that you have met a big official, why are you so surprised, it is useless!" ’

When he came to the kitchen, Wu Fan had calmed down, and he was no longer surprised by this kind of cooking place that was bigger than his own hall.

The details of the God of Food's trick jumped out of his mind, Wu Fan touched the pots and pans, and the whole person instantly entered the state.

Familiarly recognizing the various spices and raw materials, he turned on the stove and lit the fire, and the wok and stock pot were all ready to be used.

Heat the oil, add the condiments one by one in strict order, smell the aroma in the wok, control the heat, and accurately control the stir-frying time of each condiment.

Wu Fan seems to have solved a mathematical problem, methodically and meticulously. After an hour or so, the fragrant spicy sauce, tahini and sweet sauce are stir-fried, and the soup in the soup pot is already taking shape.

Mu Qingwan next to her was not idle, she had already skewered beef and mutton slices, fish balls, meatballs and various ingredients, and the basin was already full of dozens of skewers, and the skewers were very good-looking.

After finishing her work, Mu Qingwan sniffed the soup and couldn't wait.

But Wu Fan suddenly turned off the heat and sat down.

Mu Qingwan pursed her lips greedily, secretly tasted some hot sauce, and suddenly felt beautiful.

Just by the taste of this sauce, she can eat two bowls of white rice!

"Wan'er, what does it smell like, so fragrant?" Aunt He followed the taste and came over, "I smell the smell of Sichuan spicy, let me learn too, Madame had the best bite." ”

Mu Qingwan hurriedly stopped Aunt He outside the kitchen door and said, "Aunt He, this is a trade secret. Don't worry, I'll leave some for my mother. ”

"This kid ......"