Qingqing's face was flushed and he ran into the house, but saw An An sitting on his small table, while Yue Wenqin was still sitting in the circle chair he was used to, and there was still something hot on his stove. A burst of ginger smell in the room.

"Do you eat eggs in ginger soup?" Qingqing is used to it, and now she is dressed neatly when she goes back to the house, and she will not be like before, and she will be nervous when she sees Yue Wenqin in the house. But she was still a little embarrassed and hurriedly put the things in her arms into her room.

"Hmm!" Yue Wenqin responded casually, opened the pot by himself, and knocked three eggs into it. It's really two eggs touched, and the two egg yolk whites were so completely beaten in, and the last egg was knocked on the edge of the pot, and the last egg was also knocked in.

Put the lid on, An An hurriedly and consciously counted, "one, two......"

Qingqing settled in the back room for a while, and then came back to sit down, watching An An count seriously. After reaching the thirties, Yue Wenqin opened the lid in response, and brought the small pot to the side shelf, and each person filled a bowl and brought it to them.

"Well, the yolk is neither raw nor cooked, and it doesn't choke on the throat." An An opened the egg with a spoon, nodded, finished commenting, scooped up the cut half in one bite, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Qingqing took it and cut it with a spoon to take a look. The yolk inside is slightly more ripe than the sugar egg, and the yolk in the middle is actually solidified. She herself is afraid of eating eggs that are too ripe or too raw, and this level is just right for her. smiled at Yue Wenqin, and took a sip of ginger soup with a small bowl in both hands.

"Sister!" An An remembered that her sister had taught her not to hold a bowl and drink soup. And Yue Wenqin also uses spoons, why did my sister suddenly do this?

"No, I just think it's delicious." Qingqing smiled and said deliberately.

"Really?" An An hurriedly put down the spoon, and took a sip of the bowl like Qingqing, and shook his head, "I don't think it's better." ”

Qingqing laughed, ginger brown sugar water is a dessert that Yue Wenqin often makes for her after she comes, as well as jujube water and longan water, she doesn't know if it's a psychological effect, it seems that she feels that she is not so cold this winter. The egg core is soaked in ginger-flavored brown sugar water, and when you dig it into your mouth, it is also full of tenderness, "It's delicious." ”

"That's right, what I make is delicious." Yue Wenqin's eyes were full of smiles, but he deliberately stared at Qingqing with a straight face.

Yue Wenqin was happy in her heart, Qingqing was a little absent-minded when she ate most of the time, and asked her a word, she really had to wait until the earth was deserted. So he gave her food, and he really used guessing, guessing whether she might like it, or definitely wouldn't like it.

Qingqing didn't seem to have eaten so seriously before, and after finishing eating, she smiled and said to him, 'It's delicious'! Yue Wenqin felt that he was about to cry with emotion, it was really not easy.

In fact, for their marriage, Yue Wenqin is sometimes quite worried. He knew that Qingqing was different from ordinary girls, and she was not the kind of person who could let her marry with 'the order of her parents and the words of the matchmaker'. Qingqing has her own insistence, even if he persuades her to agree, but he still feels apprehensive in his heart, for fear that one day Qingqing will suddenly feel that marriage is not suitable for her and refuse.

So he has been paying careful attention to Qingqing these days, for fear that she will regret it. But what made him feel relieved was that it seemed that after Qingqing agreed to marry her, she seemed calm. Even though she was obviously not comfortable with this kind of leisurely life, she never had that anxiety on her face. She looks normal!

Of course, this is really the first time that you will say something delicious to yourself about drinking soup with a bowl in your hand like today. There was a hint of happiness in her eyes, although she didn't know why she was happy, but at this time, Yue Wenqin felt that it was enough. It's enough to be so happy now.

At this time, Qingqing's face was red, and there was a lot of friendship in his eyes.

Yue Wenqin also smiled, at this time, he really felt that this beautiful girl was about to become his wife, and she, like himself, was full of expectations for their future marriage.

"My grandmother said that the same rice raises a hundred kinds of people, and it is difficult to reconcile everyone, so the cook can't say that the dishes he makes are the best, because there is no most!" An An finished eating, and saw that his sister and Brother Xiaoyue ignored him again, and immediately brushed up his sense of existence.

"Then will I call you for supper next time?" Yue Wenqin glared at him maliciously, and deeply felt that he was obviously in love with his fiancée, could this little kid get away.

"If you don't call me, I'll be angry. When I'm angry, I want to sleep with my sister in my arms, and I'll say a lot of bad things about you in her ear. An An was not afraid at all, and said with a hum, the little fat all over his body was shaking arrogantly, telling Yue Wenqin that he was his sister's beloved younger brother, so you really have to be careful.

"Can I beat him?" Yue Wenqin glared at An An rolling up his sleeves, his eyes vicious.

"It doesn't seem to work, because I don't even have the right!" Qingqing didn't tell Yue Wenqin, although she didn't have the right to beat An An, but she had the right to punish An An, and she couldn't let Yue Wenqin punish An An to peel twenty garlic as punishment, right?

"Sister, can I sleep with you today?" An An hugged Qingqing's neck.

"Yes!" Qingqing didn't think there was anything wrong, but when she looked up, she saw Yue Wenqin's thoughtful eyes, raised her eyebrows, took the bowl, and handed it to Yue Wenqin, with a very clear meaning, "You should go." ’

Yue Wenqin put down the pot, came over directly and picked up An An, and didn't want to send it back to the front yard directly, the speed was amazing. An An was not given time to react at all. Waiting for An An to see his mother, he cried loudly, but it was useless, Yue Wenqin slowly walked towards the second door, took the pots and bowls in Qingqing's hands behind them and waved his hand, not taking away a cloud.

Qingqing laughed, but when she heard An An's cry, she struggled again, looked left and right, and ran into An An and He's room, she didn't carry An An back to her own room, but stayed by An An's side, gently coaxing him to sleep.

He sighed softly and helped her cover the quilt. When An An was just born before, as long as Qiao Ermeng was not at home, Qingqing would come over and sleep with the two of them. I don't remember when An An often ran to Qingqing's room and messed with her. Therefore, the most reluctant Qingqing in this family now is actually An An!

"It's okay, Xiao Yue is just joking with An An." Qingqing smiled at He's, in fact, she didn't know what to say to He's, but now An An is like this, and He's not very happy, right?

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