When Jiang Qingliu led them up a hill, she saw a blazing bonfire with a sheep on it, constantly being turned over and roasted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You remember!" Wang Jin said in surprise.

When the first snow fell in Yangzhou, Wang Jin lamented the wet and cold weather in the south in the letter, and by the way, he longed for the scene of bright grassland stars and fragrant barbecue on the bonfire.

I didn't expect him to keep it in his heart.

"Although the stars on the mountain are not as bright as those on the grassland, the barbecue is indeed very fragrant." Jiang Qingliu's clear voice carried a hint of tenderness, "Do you like it?" ”

"Yes, I like it!" Wang Jinran smiled and said, there was a faint touch of emotion in his heart.

Wang Tang sniffed the smell of meat in the air, swallowed his saliva, frowned and said seriously: "It smells good, I don't know if the eldest sister makes it delicious." Later, Tang'er will be the first to taste! ”

Everyone laughed.

"Let's take a seat, otherwise Tang'er should be in a hurry." Qin Ziming on the side couldn't help but smile.

There were several low tables in a circle around the campfire, and there were cushions on the side of the table, and there was a copper hot pot on each table, and the milky mutton soup base was boiling with a clatter. There are many delicate side dishes on the side of the hot pot.

Seating on the ground, the bonfire was reflected on everyone's happy faces, and the roasted mutton slices were sent to everyone's face, Wang Tang picked up a piece of it with his small hand, first took a bite very reservedly, chewed it a few times, and showed a satisfied and intoxicated look on his face: "It's delicious!" After thinking about it, he added: "It's better than the eldest sister's cooking!" ”

"Is it that good?" Wang Jian was not convinced, and also tasted a piece.

"Why are you so tender?" Feeling the tender and juicy taste of the mutton in his mouth, Wang Jian was surprised.

"I asked the cook to try what you said earlier." Jiang Qingliu said with a smile, "The effect is unexpectedly good. ”

Wang Jin was surprised when he heard this: "You mean that you let the cook massage and listen to this sheep every day, and let it euthanize it?" ”

This is also what she said on a whim, but she didn't expect him to really put it into action, and the effect was so good.

"Then how did you do this euthanasia?" Wang Jin's eyes widened.

"While it's asleep." Jiangqing Channel.

Well, that's a good idea. Wang Jin thought to herself.

She looked at the mutton in the bowl and sighed secretly: Anyway, you also enjoyed a fairy life before you were born in bliss, and you are not a loss to die.

After feeding their stomachs, they began to play around the campfire again.

Wang Tang volunteered to tell everyone the story of Nezha's troubles in the sea, she compared while talking, and the plot was meticulous, which was very presentable; Wang Shi said that this year was the Year of the Monkey, so he imitated the monkey and made many movements, scratching his ears and cheeks, which made Chen laugh in tears; Even Wang Mu blushed slightly and sang about the two tigers that Wang Jinjiao taught when he was a child.

When it was Wang Jin's turn, she thought for a while, and said to Jiang Qingliu: "How are your archery skills?" ”

"Barely getting by." Jiang Qingliu thought for a while.

"Then let's have a try, how about it?" Wang Jinying smiled and said, "It's not like archery, we're better than darts." ”

It's not like archery, are you afraid that I will lose? Jiang Qingliu smiled slightly, "Okay, that's better than darts." ”

The servant set up the target and drew the markings according to Wang Hibiscus's instructions.

Looking at a pile of delicate silver darts in the box, the body of the dart is engraved with the word Qingliu, and the tail of the dart is tied with a red tassel. Wang Jin couldn't help but pouted secretly, the life of a rich person is really luxurious.

"Ahem, this is a gift from my second brother on my sixth birthday." Jiang Qingliu was slightly embarrassed and said, "There are no other darts in the garden, so I will use this to make up for it first." ”

Wang Jian raised an eyebrow, stood outside the line and threw it lightly, and the silver dart was pierced to the left of the red heart.

"It's just the right size, but the tassel needs to be removed." Wang Jin recalled the feeling just now.

"Hurry up, hurry up and remove the tassels." Qin Ziming hurriedly instructed the servants standing aside.

Taking advantage of their efforts to dismantle the tassels, Wang Jian thought about the rules, and said with a sly smile: "Ten darts and one game, three games and two wins, and the loser is ready for tomorrow's breakfast." ”

"Okay." Jiang Qingliu responded refreshingly.

The competition has officially begun.

Qin Ziming, as a scoring judge, stood next to the target and recorded the score after receiving temporary training from Wang Jin.

Because he hadn't practiced for a long time, his hands were a little raw, and Wang Jian lost a few darts in a row, only hitting the seventh and eighth rings, and he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

However, Jiang Qingliu seems to be barely passable as he said, and the results in the first round are just a few rings more than her.

Qin Ziming looked at the performance of the two, and couldn't help but think proudly that this level was far from his own.

In the second game, Wang Jin found some touch, the rings were all around the red heart, and Jiang Qingliu also improved, but the gap was already obvious.

Not surprisingly, Wang won two games in a row.

"Then I'll be waiting for your breakfast tomorrow!" Wang Jin said proudly.

Jiang Qingliu bent his lips and smiled: "I am willing to lose the bet." ”

Wang Tang also took turns to play with a few small ones, and the bonfire on the mountain was lively until the middle of the moon.

Sending them back to the room, on the way back, Qin Ziming couldn't help but snicker: "I didn't expect you to have something bad to play!" ”

Jiang Qingliu snorted coldly at him, turned around and left.

Qin Ziming hurriedly pulled his heels, but he almost fell and ate.

He looked down and saw a shiny silver dart nailed to the tip of his shoe, barely piercing the flesh.

He couldn't help grinning after being shocked: "It turns out that the master was releasing water just now!" ”

The next day, Wang Hibiscus woke up early.

At this time, it was not yet dawn outside, I don't know if Jiang Qingliu went to make breakfast, will the fire start? Do you know how much water to add to make porridge? She thought to herself, a little worried.

With a light sigh, she carefully got out of the quilt, didn't wake up Chen and Wang Tang, got dressed and went out.

Asking where the kitchen was, she walked straight over, and saw a group of trembling people outside the kitchen.

"Miss Wang!" When the old housekeeper saw her, he pounced on her like a savior, and said with a bitter face: "Miss Wang, the master is cooking breakfast inside, and he doesn't let us help, but he has never done this work, what if he cuts it and burns it!" ”

"I'll go in and take a look, don't worry, it'll be fine." Wang Jian comforted.

The old man felt a little relieved, and watched her into the kitchen with an eager face.

The kitchen is big and tidy, and there are lights in every corner, which is extremely bright. Jiang Qingliu's azure robe was tied with a white robe (Note 1), and he was standing in front of the board cutting a piece of white radish.

His side face was as elegant as jade, the starry eyes under the sword eyebrows were focused, and his slender fingers pressed on the snow-white radish, slightly forced, showing a sense of strength and green tendons. He was much taller than when they first met, and his straight figure was as straight as a pine.

Obviously he was a teenager, but Wang Jin felt his masculinity all over his body, and he couldn't help but feel a move in his heart.

Feeling the gaze on his body, Jiang Qingliu stopped the movements in his hand and turned his head.

"Woke up so early?" He was a little surprised and a little at a loss, "I haven't made breakfast yet..."

"I'll see if you can help." Wang Jian smiled, walked up to him, looked at the ingredients on the table, and said curiously, "What are you going to do here?" Don't you cook porridge? ”

"The porridge is already cooking in the pot, and I want to make another pancake." Jiang Qingliu paused and said, "But I don't know how to adjust the batter." ”

"I'll teach you." Wang Jian smiled and said softly, "Go and bring the flour." ”

"Oh, good." Jiang Qingliu reacted and immediately moved the flour bag over.

"You see, so many of us need almost two catties of flour to be enough..."Wang Jian explained while teaching Jiang Qingliu how to stir batter,

How to fry the material.

After lighting the fire and standing in front of the stove, she held Jiang Qingliu's wrist and carefully taught him how to spread out the batter, when to turn it over, and how not to break it.

Jiang Qingliu always had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he felt that this moment was the happiest time he had ever had.

The winter morning sun shines through the window lattice, shining warmly on their close bodies. The kitchen was filled with the smell of fireworks, and the boy and girl did not care, and their brows were dyed with joy and joy.

"It's all done!" Watching Jiang Qingliu put out the last pancake, Wang Jian smiled slightly.

"Looks like I still have some talent for cooking." Looking at the well-shaped pancakes on the plate, Jiang Qingliu smiled.

Wang Jian nodded, and just wanted to praise him, but found that there were two black marks on his forehead, which were even more obvious on his jade-like face.

She pursed her lips and smiled, pulling out her handkerchief to gently wipe the stain off him.

The hand that was about to be withdrawn was grabbed by Jiang Qingliu, the corners of his lips were hooked, and his eyes were extremely bright, so that Wang Jian couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

"Jin'er...", his voice was not as clear as usual, and he was a little hoarse, "We're together, okay?" ”

There was affectionate admiration and ardent expectation in his gaze, and Wang Jin couldn't help but think slightly, and he almost agreed.

The next moment, however, she was sober.

"Qingliu," she tilted her head slightly, not daring to look directly at him, and said astringently, "I can't promise you yet." You... Is it okay to wait for me for two years? ”

"Okay." Jiang Qingliu agreed without hesitation.

Wang Jin didn't have time to be surprised, and the next second she fell into a warm embrace.

"As long as you want, let me wait as long as you want..."A sigh came from Jiang Qingliu overhead, full of affection and satisfaction.

His heartbeat could be heard in his ears, and the warm breath surrounded the tip of his nose, Wang Jian gently closed his eyes, and the corners of his lips gradually curved...