Dong Wenye buried himself in hard work, and was a thief for the first time in his life, although he was a little worried, but the most important thing was that he should eat enough to be worthy of his own little half of his life.

When people are hungry, they can basically eat delicious, and when they are hungry and dizzy, they don't even have time to taste it, and after eating half full at this time, Dong Wenye began to express his feelings, "This girl doesn't look very old, her craftsmanship is really good, this fish fillet is fresh and tender, and there is no fishy smell at all, isn't it...... Born into a family of imperial chefs? ”

This pot was carried by Fu Zhao let Dong Wenye carry, who made him seriously injured and couldn't do any physical work, but his focus was really not on whether this porridge was delicious or not, he just missed it, when he was lying on the wall, he just watched her every move silently and very attentively, although Liang Jingsheng who was cooking was not the most beautiful, but it was the most memorable to him, it was her affection for him, he always knew, but ......

Listening to Dong Wenye's thoughts at this time, Fu Zhaoxian was sincerely proud, but after a while, it was as if he suddenly woke up from a dream. He was too familiar with the scene just now to feel that there was anything wrong, but now he felt that everything was wrong. Dong Wenye, who had died for him, was poking at him alive at the moment, he ...... Fu Zhao pressed the wound on his chest hard, it hurt, it was not a dream.

At his current age, is Ah Sheng already good at cooking? Fu Zhao's eyes were straight, he clearly remembered that Ah Sheng's first time he was in a hurry to cook, the fish fillets reached his fingers, the porridge was boiled and the bottom of the pot was boiled, but Tian Xinchai brought out the one that caught fire, almost burning the kitchen...... It was really difficult for him not to remember the bowl of fish fillet porridge back then, because of the yellow and black color, the fishy smell, the leg that almost broke in the second half of the night, and the intestines that were about to be torn off before going to the thatched house......

Fu Zhao didn't believe it, those were all pretended by Ah Sheng. So now when Ah Sheng was cooking, there is only one possibility that is about to come out, the kind of situation that Fu Zhao most unwilling to see. Although he was unwilling, a sentence clearly appeared in Fu Zhao's mind: She is also back, and his Ah Sheng, like him, is back. He came back to renew his relationship with her, and what did she come back for?

Looking up and just in front of Fu Zhao's straight eyes, Dong Wenye glanced at the little fish fillet porridge that was left with a little weakness, swallowed his saliva, and handed the pot to Fu Zhao with some reluctance, "Don't blame me, that little girl didn't cook much, I'm at most five points full." ”

Fu Zhao didn't pay attention to Dong Wenye, just put the spoon into the bowl and scooped a spoonful of porridge, slowly bringing it to his mouth, but he couldn't open his mouth for a long time, he was afraid to taste the familiar taste, confirming his almost terrible guess. After he pushed Dong Wenye away and took the sword that should have belonged to him, he thought that everything should be different.

Although it was a little cold, Fu Zhao tasted the familiar taste with just one bite. Suddenly, Fu Zhao suddenly became a little desperate, remembering Ah Sheng, how should he face it? If she came back not to renew her relationship with him, but to leave him, would he be able to let go?

Outside the inn, Fu Zhao stood stiffly, in a trance, and almost all of his previous plans were to be invalidated.

In the inn, Murong Haoxin almost demolished the inn kitchen, and he couldn't even keep a pot, what was the use of this kitchen?

The people in the kitchen of the inn are also very innocent, the inn is open for business, whether it is passing by or staying in the hotel, it is basically to be sharpened, this pot is naturally essential. Suddenly there is a lack of a pot, is it because they are willing? Fortunately, it was morning, and if business was good at noon and evening, there would not even be time to run a new pot.

Liang Jingsheng has a headache, the appearance and bearing of the eldest cousin, and the usual style, he is really like a fairy, this time when it comes to eating, he is really like a child, and it doesn't make sense.

"Big cousin, it's still early anyway, otherwise, I'll cook something else for you to eat?" It seems that if he doesn't fill his stomach, his anger will not be able to go down.

As soon as Liang Jingsheng's voice fell, Murong Haoxin's dark eyes like a deep pool just now instantly lit up, and I saw him quickly inspect the ingredients in the kitchen, and said lightly, "Well, don't be too troublesome, just cook a bowl of wonton, right?" The shrimp is still fresh, and the chicken soup is quite fragrant...... Cousin, you'll do it, right? ”

Under the eager gaze of the surroundings, Liang Jingsheng nodded as expected, and finally, Murong Haoxin drove out of the kitchen, almost instantly, the kitchen seemed to be warm again, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Outside the inn, the pot was on the ground, Fu Zhao was squatting on the edge of the pot, and Dong Wenye ...... The cat watched on the wall with burning eyes as Liang Jingsheng began to make wontons, and then his saliva almost flowed, "Fu Zhao, Fu Zhao, there is food again, this time it's wonton." It turns out that this little girl is the cook of the inn? …… It's pretty well dressed, is it a little shopkeeper? No, Fu Zhao, how do you know this girl, you know her, right? "If you don't know each other, it's a bit ...... to chase all the way like this Dengzi is a faction!

Regarding the question of whether he knows Ah Sheng or not, Fu Zhao doesn't know how to answer, Ah Sheng is the wife he is marrying, how could he not know him, but that is all in the previous life, in this life, in the eyes of everyone, they are strangers who have never met. Stranger, a word that hurts a lot.

Fu Zhao didn't answer, Dong Wenye's attention was quickly attracted by the wonton that had just come out of the pot, he waited, waited, waited for Liang Jingsheng to clean his hands and walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of wonton, he was about to jump off the wall, but was stopped by Fu Zhao, "You think they are stupid?" ”

Soon, Dong Wenye understood Fu Zhao's words, and he was definitely stupid. But after half a cup of tea, Liang Jingsheng went and returned, and brought four maids and a small servant...... Isn't it just a bowl...... A pot of wontons? What's the big deal! He's not a habitual thief either. The conscience of heaven and earth, he is really the first time to do such a hand-to-hand thing, and he is also at someone's behest, he is innocent!!

"You really don't know her? Otherwise, let's get to know each other in a while? All over the world are brothers, why should they have known each other. ”

At the beginning, Fu Zhao also planned to do this, but the last time he was close to love and cowardice, afraid of abruptly abrupt her. Now, I'm afraid that in response to what he said at the beginning, she may not want to see him.

"What do you think if someone wants to get acquainted with us?"

Dong Wenye understood the meaning of Fu Zhao's words, and then he was slightly unconvinced, "Since you don't plan to come forward to get acquainted, then, do we still want to follow them?" ”

Almost in a breath, Fu Zhao responded, "Well, what if there are people who don't have long eyes along the way." He felt relieved to see her stay as far as his eyes could see.

“…… Yes, it's not very safe. "Dong Wenye's eyes are all on Murong Haoxin, who is 'outstanding', and such a look is still swaggering, which is really not very safe. As for Liang Jingsheng, in Dong Wenye's eyes, he is like his cousin Dong Yuejiao, who has not fully grown up, and there is not much to look at.

"Right for what?" Dong Wenye quickly reacted, "The boss gave you leave, it was for you to recuperate from your injuries, not for you to run around." As for me...... Well, I'm afraid that, as my father expected, he is not suitable to be a soldier. If you hadn't pushed me this time, I'd probably have been buried in the ground. ”

There was a strong smell of blood surging at the tip of his nose, and there was a blood red in front of him, Fu Zhao probably couldn't forget the appearance of Dong Wenye's blood splashing in front of him in his lifetime, as Dong Wenye said, he was not suitable for the battlefield. Because at the moment of life and death, the first thing he thinks of is the safety of others. In Fu Zhao's view, if he can't even guarantee his own safety, then there is only one way to die on the battlefield, such as Dong Wenye at the beginning, like him later.

"Let you have a good rest, right? Do you think you're iron-clad? The wound is rupturing again, don't you feel pain? ”

Fu Zhao lowered his head slightly, looking at the red color that gradually spread on his chest, and slowly felt the pain, but he only felt pleasure at the moment.

"You were stupid by the sword? The wound is broken, and you are still smiling? When the blood runs dry, you're dead, don't you know? While speaking, Dong Wenye pulled Fu Zhao into the inn, and the wound had to be rebandaged, and Fu Zhao couldn't be allowed to wear clothes in public. It's that Fu Zhao doesn't care, he also cares, in case he gives Fu Zhao a wide coat in public and is regarded as a broken sleeve, how can he marry a daughter-in-law?

Dong Wenye in this life will not understand Fu Zhao's feeling at the moment, it will hurt and bleed, which means that he is still alive, and Fu Zhao is very glad that he is still alive. I can see her again.