Five p.m., handicraft room.

On a washstand in the corner, a rectangular black object half the size of a palm's hand with a hollow in the middle was piled up next to it, Chen Wen picked one up, rubbed it vigorously on the sandpaper, and then rinsed it with water.

After polishing all these objects through the water mill, Chen Wen exhaled and his body relaxed.

Curled up the discarded sandpaper into a ball and threw it into the trash, Chen Wen wiped the table clean, and then held the rectangular objects on the handmade table.

This is the chain attached to the back of the handle of the Sky Lock Moon Slasher, but they haven't been connected together yet, after all, it's so easy to polish.

I just polished the outside of them, and then I had to polish the hollowed out inside.

Compared with the previous big kitchen knife to cut the moon, the Sky Lock Moon cutting will take a lot less effort to polish.

However, correspondingly, some details will definitely be a little more.

The blade and handle of the first slashing moon are integrated, but the handle is tied with a bandage to distinguish it, and there is no distinction between the blade, the handle edge, accessories, etc., as long as the head is covered and polished.

The Sky Lock Moon Chop is different.

Although the blade is slender and slender enough to be polished, some parts of the hilt are detailed.

For example, the swastika shaped sword, and the accessories that are about to be assembled into chains are currently on the table.

In addition, he also plans to use a nesting method to wrap a layer of white mahogany on the outside to balance the weight of the blade and the handle.

But you can take your time, it's still early anyway.

Chen Wen rubbed his shoulders and turned off the recording of the camera, intending to rest for a while.

Look at the time, it should be almost dinner, and the rest of the night will continue.

Walking out of the handicraft room, Chen Wen took the camera into the bedroom and uploaded the materials inside for preservation.

After finishing it, he went to the bathroom to go to the toilet, and when he came back, he passed by the kitchen and saw that Jiang Qiuyi was already cooking inside.

Standing at the door of the kitchen, Chen Wen looked inside.

Probably sweating too much in the afternoon, Jiang Qiuyi took a shower, changed out of his previous small vest and hot pants, and only wore a T-shirt with a long hem at this time.

Because Jiang Qiuyi has always been more casual at home, Chen Wen is not sure whether the pair of white and delicate long legs under the T-shirt are wearing pants.

At this time, Jiang Qiuyi had already put on an apron, was washing ribs in the pool, and then cut corn.

Chen Wen leaned against the door frame, watching this scene quietly, subconsciously recalling the picture of his mother cooking in the kitchen when he was a child.

Before you know it, it's been like this......

Chen Wen came back to his senses, and looked at Jiang Qiuyi, who was already quite skilled in cutting the winter melon into pieces, and humming two tunes happily from time to time, as if there was a warm current flowing through his heart.

The two live together like this, work separately during the day, occasionally work together to do some small things, raise a kitten, eat together every day, and then post videos on station B, and sleep together at night.

It's fulfilling and satisfying.

On such a small day, Chen Wen probably couldn't think of other life that could be replaced.

If he were to go back to where he was a few months ago, he wouldn't be able to get used to it.

After getting used to having Jiang Qiuyi by his side, once he loses her, he will never be able to have happiness again.

Thinking of this, Chen Wen couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, silently walked behind Jiang Qiu, and saw that she had just finished cutting and the kitchen knife was holding it steadily, so he leaned in and slowly stretched out his hand.

"Huh?" Jiang Qiuyi was slightly surprised.

Chen Wen touched her hand holding the kitchen knife with one hand, lest she accidentally let go and hurt her hand, and the other hand wrapped around her thin waist and stuck to her little belly.

"What's wrong? Suddenly so. Jiang Qiu blinked, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and obediently leaned into Chen Wen's arms.

"Nothing." Chen Wen hugged him a little tighter, and after the warm nephrite jade entered his arms, he rested his head on Jiang Qiuyi's right shoulder and sniffed the fragrance in her hair, "I suddenly want to hug for a while." ”

Seeing that Chen Wen was unusually active and tired, Jiang Qiuyi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable and felt strange.

How so......

Countless times before, I imagined that Chen Wen would take the initiative to hug her like this and say some embarrassing love words and the like.

But when it really came to this time, I don't know why, Jiang Qiuyi couldn't help but want to laugh.

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Wen saw her covering her mouth and holding back a smile, and couldn't help but wonder, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm a little unaccustomed to you suddenly like this." Jiang Qiuyi put down the kitchen knife, turned around to face him, two small hands around his neck, and the whole person was close to his arms, looking up and saying with a smile, "Probably used to the mode of me taking the initiative to tease you passively." ”

"It's a bit out of place for you to take the initiative to hug me now."

"So, you have to be more proactive in the future, so that I can get used to it earlier."

Chen Wen looked down at the girl in his arms with a smile, and her apron body was clinging to him, so that he couldn't help but lean down and kiss him a few times.

Jiang Qiu put his hands on his shoulders and responded gently, and only after a long time did he gently push him away and said coquettishly: "Okay, the pork rib soup will be boiled for a long time, wait for me to boil the soup first." ”

Chen Wen let go of her and looked at the ribs, corn and winter melon on the cutting board, "I'll help you." ”

"Okay." Jiang Qiuyi smiled at him, "Help me wash the pot where the soup is boiling." ”

Chen Wen obediently went to get the pot, and Jiang Qiu took advantage of the effort to cut the carrots, red dates and wolfberries.

After Chen Wen washed the pot, Jiang Qiuyi put the pork ribs, corn, winter melon and the ingredients written above into the pot, poured water, dripped in a few drops of vinegar, and then started the fire and simmered.

"Gone?"

"Also, make a little stir-fried meat." Jiang Qiuyi took out a piece of uncut pork belly and green and red peppers from the refrigerator and put them in the basket of the pool, "You come to wash, I'll cut it." ”

"Okay."

Chen Wen turned on the faucet, washed them according to Jiang Qiuyi's instructions, and after washing the green and red peppers, Jiang Qiuyi took them over and put them on the cutting board, and began to chop them into pieces.

Compared with the clumsiness of a month or two ago, Jiang Qiuyi's techniques have become much more skillful.

This is also thanks to Lin Meng's remote guidance from time to time, with her as a gourmet, Jiang Qiuyi wants to learn to cook, as long as he learns seriously, he will definitely learn quickly.

Chen Wen next to him continued to wash the pork belly while turning his head to look at Jiang Qiuyi.

After washing, he put the pork belly on the edge of the cutting board, wiped his hands, reached out to help her pull the hair from her ear behind her ear, and then stood quietly to watch her chop vegetables.

This scene looks very beautiful.

"Don't just look at it." Jiang Qiuyi blushed a little when he stared at him like this, and said in a coquettish voice, "Help me tidy up the kitchen, wipe the vegetable foam into the trash can, and mop the floor by the way." ”

Chen Wen complied.

The feeling of two people being busy in the kitchen has a different kind of fun and mood than working silently in the craft room.

He enjoyed it a lot.