The familiar chicken soup, the familiar taste, after entering the stomach, Sang Sang couldn't help but show a satisfied smile.

Sangsang knew that stealing food was not good, and it was stealing food one after another, but she didn't understand why she didn't even have this bit of self-control. What's even more puzzling is that after drinking chicken soup, I have a sense of closeness to the flamboyant chef in front of me, just like yesterday, and people can't help but say good things for him.

"Sister, how does this smell? Does it taste the same as the first time I gave it to the eldest lady? ”

A question made Sang Sang come back to his senses, and looked at Xia Shang wrinkled his small nose: "Hmm! Today's taste is indeed the same as that day, and the bittersweet taste is very good, and I believe that the eldest lady can't find anything wrong. It's just that...... It's just that why didn't I see a mountain deformity in the soup? ”

Xia Shang smiled: "The mountain deformity is not good for Madame's body, so I didn't use it again." ”

"But where does the bitterness come from?"

Xia Shang didn't answer, and stretched out his hands inexplicably: "Sister, look." ”

"See?" Sang Sang was slightly stunned, "What are you looking at?" ”

Xia Shang leaned closer: "Of course it's a look." ”

There was a lot of steam in the kitchen, and Xia Shang's hands couldn't see it very clearly, but after Xia Shang's reminder, it was not difficult to see that Xia Shang's ten fingers were shiny yellow-brown.

"What do you mean by that?"

In order to make the chicken soup have a bitter taste but not affect the body of the lady, the small one is kneaded with a large amount of walnut skin, squeezing out the oil, the walnut oil is bitter but has the effect of nourishing the brain, and it is mild and easy to adjust, adding to the soup can not only make the soup bright and bright, but also make the bitterness lose and regain, and more importantly, it is harmless to the lady's body. For the sake of the eldest lady's chicken soup, the small one peeled walnuts for a whole night, sister, look at it, my hands are made like this. ”

Sang Sang was a little surprised, he never thought that this flamboyant guy who was not like an honest person would be so concerned about the eldest lady's meal? That's pretty impressive.

"You have a heart. Madame knew that she would be greatly praised. ”

Xia Shang sent another bowl of soup: "Then there must be a few kind words from Sister Lao in front of Mrs. Xiao." ”

"I see that you are still attentive to your wife, I will bring it for you if you just said it."

"Thank you, sister."

After sending Sangsang away, Xia Shanghuo hurriedly extinguished the fire on the stove.

How much care you put into preparing things? Naturally, it is the most attentive to prepare special rice cakes for Xiao Lanlan. I peeled so many walnuts, but I actually used them all in rice cakes.

"I don't know if Xiao Lanlan likes the rice cakes I make?"

Xia Shang was a little stupid, and for the first time in his history, he doubted that his dishes would be accepted.

……

In Young Master Saikang's room, the lamp oil was about to run out, Qin Lan first added a little lamp oil, and then looked back at the man sleeping on the bed, and was relieved to see that he was sleeping soundly.

This is a rare moment of quietness, you can sit well, and it is also a pleasure for Qin Lan to be in a quiet daze alone.

I have been in Saijia for more than two years, and I am used to hearing other people's cold words on weekdays, and it is not uncommon to be beaten and angry. Originally, he had long been numb to this, but today's Qin Lan suddenly felt a little sour in his heart. Thinking of her husband's beating and scolding of herself yesterday, those mean words pierced her heart like a sharp thorn, making people uncomfortable. After that, he kindly went to the living room to make a strong stand for his mother-in-law, but he ended up with a useless infamy, and finally fell down the steps in embarrassment. Until now, no one has cared about half of the sentence.

Thinking of this, my eyes were a little moist.

Qin Lan lowered her head and poured a cup of tea, holding the cup in her snow-white little hand and taking small sips. She doesn't understand why she is different from her usual today, there are many things that have been more wronged and sinful than yesterday, but she will not have the urge to cry so wronged.

I sat in this mood for a long time, and I didn't get up and go to the door until the tea in the cup was drunk.

Gently pushed open the door to reveal a thin slit, the early morning sun shone through the crack in the door on Qin Lan's haggard face, this sunlight was so hot and dazzling, and the warm feeling was not comparable to the light in the room. A small door separated the two worlds, and it seemed that he could see the light as long as he took a step, but Qin Lan knew that it would never be so simple.

"It's dawn...... I wonder if that strange cook has ......"

Thinking about it, Qin Lan found that her heart was beating much faster, and she seemed to be looking forward to enjoying the food and tranquility in the small pavilion in the back garden like she did yesterday......

Thinking of this, Qin Lan seemed to understand why today was different from the past.

Maybe in the dim life, there is a sudden appearance of color, which makes the heart move and a little more thought.

Struggling with humiliation for too long, even a little warmth can be taken as hope.

Thinking of Xia Shang's appearance, the dull eyes in the garden pavilion, and the anxiety when he hugged himself at the entrance of the living room in the outer courtyard to ask for medicine, a strong warmth came to his heart.

But this kind of warmth not only did not give people warmth, but made Qin Lan feel even more aggrieved.

The good and the bad can be highlighted by comparison, and only after tasting the sweetness can we know the bitterness.

It's been two years, and for the first time, Qin Lan feels from the bottom of her heart why God is so unfair? Even a roast chicken can make yourself so memorable!

Thinking about it, tears rolled down like a curtain of beads.

Looking at the crack in the door, Qin Lan couldn't stop wiping her tears with a handkerchief.

She didn't dare to make a sound, only the snoring of the devil-like man in the room.

After crying, Qin Lan seemed to have made a decision, turned around and picked up yesterday's bamboo basket from the table, found the small bamboo tube again, and prepared to go out after a simple calmdown.

Before the little feet wrapped in embroidered cloth shoes stepped out, Qin Lan thought of something again, and after hesitating, he put the bamboo basket and bamboo tube back on the table, but he walked to the dresser, took out the rouge gouache and dressed up carefully in front of the bronze mirror.

After a while, when Rouge left Qin Lan's lips, the woman in the bronze mirror seemed to be alive, but the stupid and stupid cook in her mind still lingered.

"Stupid and stupid boy, looking at people so badly yesterday, Mo Dao can't see your mind?"

Suddenly, Qin Lan sneered for no reason, and then laughed.

The posture of lowering his eyebrows and covering his mouth is matched with a careful dress, and I don't know what Xia Shang will do when he sees it?

……

The atmosphere of Saijia has been sluggish recently, and few people in the back garden have been interested, but someone has been in the back garden early this morning.

This person is not Xia Shang or Qin Lan, but Xiaolian, a maid holding a big bowl of leftovers.

This little girl has been in the back garden for some time, holding the rice bowl and turning around the garden, her little forehead is full of fragrant sweat, but she doesn't know why her eyes are a little red, as if she is in a hurry.

"Ah Huang! Ah Huang! Ouch, my aunt, where the hell are you? Please, please come out soon, okay? Otherwise, sister, I'll prepare your favorite pork liver for you? Don't scare your sister. When the eldest lady comes back, you know that if I lose you, you'll pick my skin! Ah Huang! Ah Huang ......"