At night, Jiang Zhilian slept in the bedroom, and Meng Qing slept on the sofa with a very good look.

For this arrangement, they still have a tacit understanding, and no one has said anything.

Not even a joke was made.

It's as if sleeping separately is a natural and natural thing to do.

The two set an alarm clock for half past four and got up before dawn.

After a brief wash, Jiang Zhilian warmed up the four brown sugar cakes left over from the day before yesterday.

She ate two indiscriminately, leaving the remaining two for Meng Qing.

Meng Qing took out a small iron lunch box from the cupboard and put the cakes in it.

Jiang Zhilian asked curiously, "Don't you eat it now?" There's still some time. ”

Meng Qing shook his head indifferently, "It's too hot just now, I'll eat it in the car." ”

Jiang Zhilian: "......"

God knows, she couldn't help but roll her eyes when she gobbled up those two piping hot pies just now!

My tongue still hurts a little!

"What do you mean, I'll drive in a moment?" Jiang Zhilian changed her shoes in the hallway, opened the door, and stood outside.

Meng Qing handed the lunch box to Jiang Zhilian, bent down and began to change her shoes, "Are you relieved to let me open it?" If I drive, I may not be able to get to the sauce factory at eight o'clock. ”

Jiang Zhilian was a little distracted, "Okay, those who can work hard!" ”

The truck hit the road and headed straight for the sauce factory.

Meng Qing looked at the empty street and praised, "You are really talented at driving!" ”

Jiang Zhilian smiled, "Thank you for the compliment!" ”

"If you do a good job, you have to praise!" Meng Qing said and opened the lunch box.

Jiang Zhilian smelled the fragrance and glanced to the side.

She saw him sitting comfortably in the passenger seat, elegantly eating a pie at just the right temperature, and looking like he was enjoying it.

You just say, don't be angry!

Jiang Zhilian gritted her back molars and asked, "Is it delicious?" ”

Meng Qing was intoxicated by the deliciousness of the brown sugar cake, and only replied after a while, "It's very delicious!" ”

"Really?" Jiang Zhilian raised her volume and said in an accentuated tone: "When I ate it, it was too hot, and I didn't taste it at all!" ”

Meng Qing turned his head to look at her, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, "Then you will let it cool in the future and eat it again!" You yourself said that there is still time, don't worry, why are you still gobbling it up! I see your eyes are going to roll out! ”

Jiang Zhilian was surprised, "Did you see that?" ”

Meng Qing nodded, sighing helplessly, "When I wanted to stop you, the two brown sugar cakes had already entered your stomach!" ”

Jiang Zhilian: "......"

Is it such an exaggeration?

She didn't feel anything herself.

Usually busy, often can't care about chewing slowly, and they all hurry up and have a crazy meal.

Gradually, it became a habit.

"Whatever you eat in the future should be slow, otherwise it will not be good for digestion. And eating something too hot can also cause great damage to the mouth and intestines. ”

Meng Qing said as she tore off the most brown sugar in the middle of the cake and fed it to Jiang Zhilian's mouth, "Remember?" ”

Jiang Zhilian nodded obediently, and subconsciously chewed the brown sugar cake that was sent to her mouth.

Plump brown sugar, sweet and silky.

Her heart also became sweeter.

"Isn't it much better to eat like this? Can you taste it? Meng Qing lightly nodded Jiang Zhilian's little head, "You are a chef, you eat such hot things, and you are not afraid of losing your sense of taste!" ”

Jiang Zhilian pursed her lips and laughed silently.

I thought he was angry with her, but later I found out that it was his well-intentioned admonition.

This kind of feeling of being loved by others is so fucking wow!

If Meng Qing directly persuaded her not to eat so urgently and not to eat something so hot, she might only agree perfunctorily, but she would not really take it to heart.

How you eat next time or how you eat it, nothing can change.

However, with this episode, everything is different.

The memory of hot mouth, and the aroma of brown sugar, will become more profound in the memory.

Habits will slowly change.

In the past, she always heard people say that how to love and how to give is also a science.

It wasn't until this moment that she realized it.

While eating the cake, Meng Qing looked at the blue sky in the distance, and asked casually, "Isn't it okay if you don't go to the store in the morning?" ”

"It's fine. There are not many types of breakfast, and the recipe is not too complicated. Lao Gao can come alone, and the taste he makes now is on par with me. ”

The road in front of me was potholed, and Jiang Zhilian stared at the road conditions intently, "I don't go every day in the morning, sometimes I have to go to the market to buy ingredients and seasonings, so it doesn't matter if I don't greet them." ”

"Well, that's good." Meng Qing fed the sweethearts of the two brown sugar cakes to Jiang Zhilian.

He ate all the rest, covered the lunch box, and put it into the satchel that Jiang Zhilian carried with him.

Then he rummaged through his trouser pockets and then through his coat pockets, but he didn't seem to find what he was looking for.

Jiang Zhilian knew that Meng Qing was very particular about hygiene, and she usually had to wipe her hands and mouth after eating, especially after holding something with her hands and eating.

When he was at home, he washed his hands directly with soap.

When he goes out, he usually carries a handkerchief with him.

But yesterday he changed into clean clothes in the rental room, and the handkerchief may have been forgotten in the dirty clothes.

"Do you want to wipe your hands?" Jiang Zhilian pointed to the paper bag in front of him, "There is a handkerchief in there, you can use one!" ”

Meng Qing opened the paper bag and took a look, and found that there were at least seven or eight handkerchiefs inside, "What are you doing with so many handkerchiefs in the car?" ”

Jiang Zhilian felt that this question was a little funny, "What else can you do with a handkerchief?" Wipe your hands, or tie your hair! ”

"That's too much!" Meng Qing picked one out casually and wiped off the bit of oil on his hand that he couldn't see if he didn't look closely.

He folded the used handkerchief and put it in his pocket.

"The kitchen is smoky, and the color of the light-colored handkerchief tends to darken, so I will replace the old ones when I look at them. Also, sometimes I can't find something to wipe my hands on, so I take off the handkerchief that binds my hair and wipe it. So, it's still pretty fast to consume. ”

Jiang Zhilian used her superb driving skills to turn into a narrow alley, and then said: "If you often change the handkerchief and tie your hair with different patterns, your mood will improve." Now when I go shopping, whenever I see a handkerchief, I buy a few more to keep for later. ”

Meng Qing: "Since it's so troublesome, don't use it to tie your hair, wouldn't it be more convenient to change it to a holster!" ”

Jiang Zhilian smiled, "Didn't you say that I look good to tie my hair with a handkerchief!" ”

Meng Qing: "Good looking is good-looking, but it sounds troublesome. ”

"I'm never afraid of trouble for the sake of looking good." Jiang Zhilian shook her head playfully and shook her high ponytail a few times, "I think it's quite funny!" ”

Meng Qing: "Okay, just have fun." ”

Jiang Zhilian turned her head to look at him, "Does the handkerchief I wear to tie my hair look good today?" ”

Meng Qing hadn't paid attention to it before, but now when he took a closer look, he found that it was a handkerchief with a small blue checkered field.

There are no other complex patterns that look refreshing.

"Beautiful!"

Jiang Zhilian waited and waited, and found that there was no follow-up, "It's just good-looking?" ”

"It's not enough to just look good? ...... then," Meng Qing thought for a moment, "special—good-looking?" ”

Jiang Zhilian snorted, "Okay, don't embarrass you." ”

Before half past six, they arrived at the sauce factory.

When Meng Qing sat in the car, he didn't feel how fast the car was, mainly because Jiang Zhilian drove very steadily.

But now look at the time, this is flying over?

"Don't be too surprised." Jiang Zhilian raised her eyebrows in a daze, "There are few cars and few people in the morning, which is just conducive to playing." ”

Meng Qing: "......"

Did he write the word surprise on his head?

He didn't say anything!

How did she know what he was thinking?

"Let's go!" Jiang Zhilian put her arm around Meng Qing and walked forward, "You have to help me coax Aunt Bao together in a while!" She's still mad at me! The last time I brought her food, she didn't pay much attention to me. ”

Meng Qing said calmly: "Aunt Baomei is not angry with you. ”

Jiang Zhilian was slightly stunned and asked puzzledly, "What is that?" ”

Meng Qing stood still and stared at Jiang Zhilian's eyes, "She misses her son!" ”

Jiang Zhilian was still a little puzzled, "She misses her son, why is she fighting with me?" ”

Meng Qing: "Didn't you send Liu Zhuangzhuang away?" Don't even have time to pack your luggage? ”

"I'm not afraid that Aunt Bao will regret it!" Jiang Zhilian snorted lightly, pouted and said, "I'm thankless, I'm still wronged!" ”

Meng Qing pinched her little face, "Don't be wronged, I have a way, watch me later!" ”