"What use of resources?" Tang Guo didn't understand what Qin Cang meant, but he could understand the sarcasm in his tone, but Xia Rong was really sick, but she saw it in her eyes, there would be no fake, "Don't think about her in a bad place, this time she is really sick, you haven't seen her like that, let alone how haggard she is, I have never seen her like this, fortunately, I can still cook porridge, otherwise she won't be able to eat anything, and I don't know when this disease will get better!" ”

"You can also cook porridge?" Qin Cang turned his head to look at Tang Guo, and there was undisguised suspicion in his eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Can I not even cook porridge? Not only do I know how to cook, but I also have my mother's hand, so I have quite a set of porridge! Xia Rong didn't have any appetite at all, but later I cooked the porridge, and she also ate a small bowl, and her appetite was opened! Tang Guo felt that he had been flattened for no reason, and he was very unconvinced, so he immediately straightened his waist and straightened his head to correct his name.

"Then since you have such a skill, you can also cook me a porridge by the way, I want to give it a try." After listening to her words, Qin Cang confidently made a request to Tang Guo.

"Why? Haven't you eaten? Tang Guo didn't expect Qin Cang to suddenly say that.

"I didn't eat well, and now my stomach hurts." After Qin Cang finished speaking, he seemed to guess that Tang Guo might be suspicious, raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at her, and said to her, "Do you have to press my stomach with both hands, with a white face, and rolling on the ground covered in sweat, do you think I really have a stomachache?" ”

"That's not it, if you really have a stomachache, don't wait for me just now, hurry up and buy some stomach medicine, get some hot water or something, and take the medicine first!" Tang Guo did suspect that Qin Cang was deliberately pretending to be uncomfortable at first, but after thinking about it, although his physique was still relatively strong, it did not mean that all organs in his body were in the best condition, thinking about his chills, it was all because of the experience of the year, it was poisoning, almost a fatal thing, and it was not difficult to guess that food poisoning must be the first step of digestion, so the stomach naturally became the first organ to bear the brunt of damage.

So thinking about it like this, Tang Guo's previous little doubt immediately disappeared, and there was even a little bit of guilt, Qin Cang was kindly afraid that he wouldn't be able to get in the car, so he had been sitting in the car for more than an hour and waiting for himself, and now that he had a stomachache, his first reaction was to doubt him, this is really too undeserved, although Qin Cang's mouth is a little bad, but the essence of people is still very good, the word knife mouth tofu heart is used to describe him, it may not be more appropriate.

"It's not good to take medicine on an empty stomach." Regarding Tang Guo's proposal to take medicine, Qin Cang gave this answer.

Tang Guo was speechless all of a sudden, she looked at the time, but it was not too late, so she nodded: "Then do you have any materials at home?" If not, buy it as soon as possible, don't delay any longer, who can stand this stomach hurting all the time! ”

"It's okay, if you can hold on, let's buy some along the way for a while." Qin Cang's answer was simple, but it was easy to hear from his words that there should be no materials at home that could be cooked.

So on the way to Qin Cang's house, Tang Guo and the others bought a bag of rice, bought a little pork, chicken, bought some mushrooms and other green vegetables, and bought a lot of things in Lala, but in the end Tang Guo still felt not very relieved, so he also bought some along with various condiments and brought them over.

This is the first time she has come to Qin Cang's house, she only knew where Qin Cang lived, but she had never entered the house, this time as soon as she entered the door, Tang Guo was really taken aback, she had been meticulously dressed from Qin Cang before, and she had also imagined the appearance of Qin Cang's house, it was estimated that it should be very neat and organized, but now that she looks, she is indeed neat and tidy, and she is definitely organized, but this place does not seem to be able to be called "home", at most, it can only be used "residence" Let's describe it in two words.

It's so simple here, so simple that the whole house looks empty, except for the most basic necessities of life, there are basically no other items in sight, it looks like it can be called clean and tidy, but it gives people a lack of fireworks, no cold feeling of temperature.

The walls of the living room are pasted with wallpaper, but the color is light gray, the ground is a light wood floor, a simple ceiling lamp in the middle of the ceiling, the light is not particularly bright warm yellow, there is no TV in the living room, there is no sofa, the natural TV cabinet and coffee table are also no, there is only a small dining table in a corner, there are two chairs next to it, the small table is black, the chair is white, the same is a very simple tone and matching. There is a large floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, the curtains are the kind of thick fabric that is blacked out, the color is dark gray, and the light gray of the wall complements each other.

Tang Guo took advantage of Qin Cang's efforts to put things into the kitchen, and quickly looked at the other spaces in Qin Cang's house. This is a three-bedroom, two-living room, one kitchen and two bathrooms in the house, except for the simple furnishings in the living room, except for the smallest room in the home, the other spaces are exactly the same. There is only one bed in the master bedroom, the bed is a simple style of wood color that is very similar to the color of the floor, the bedding on the bed is a solid color without any patterns, the color is also dark blue, and there is only a pillow and a quilt on the bed. On the side of the wall stands a double-door wardrobe, which is also very simple. Not to mention superfluous things, even the bedside tables and table lamps next to the beds that ordinary people would have were not available in Qin Cang's bedroom.

The second bedroom was empty, there was nothing, no furniture, nothing was stored, there was no furnishings except for the same flooring and wallpaper, and the curtains in the two bedrooms were very uniform with the living room, all of which were dark gray that made people feel a little breathless.

In the whole house, probably the most lively is the small room, the small room is obviously Qin Cang's study, there is a desk, a chair, and a whole wall of bookshelves, which are full of books, there is a laptop computer on the desk, and there are many books neatly stacked on the side of the table, some of which are still large volumes in English, which look very thick, Tang Guo looked at it carefully, it was the foreign book of the profession that Qin Cang had taught before.

There are also lamps, pen holders, water cups and other things on the desk in the study, it seems that Qin Cang spends the longest time in this room as long as he is at home on weekdays.

"You're the kind of ...... Someone who advocates a minimalist lifestyle? Tang Guo looked around at this house, which is estimated to be more than 100 square meters, and asked a little uncertainly. If this is just a forty or fifty square meter house, such a simple display of items may give people a spacious visual effect, but the house itself is already relatively spacious, and there are few things like this, it is simply empty. Looking at the appearance of the other rooms, she felt that she could almost conclude that Qin Cang was an admirer of that kind of minimalist style, and the evidence also included Tang Guo's own current state of playing barefoot - Qin Cang's family only had one pair of men's slippers, and even the second pair did not exist.

But looking at the dazzling array of books and various learning utensils in the study, Tang Guo was a little unsure.

"I don't know what a minimalist lifestyle is," Qin Cang took out all the things he just bought one by one from the shopping bag and put them on the kitchen counter, his kitchen is also very simple, and the most basic household appliances are not lacking, but there is nothing else else, "I just don't need it." ”

"Don't you think that this state will make it seem that you don't have a taste of home in your home?" Although Tang Guo knew that everyone had their own way of life, and others were not qualified to point fingers, she didn't know why, she always felt that Qin Cang's state was not good, not because he liked it, but because of a negative attitude, a passively formed life pattern, which also led to the estrangement between his personality and others, and finally formed a vicious circle of the more lonely and more negative, and the more negative the more lonely, the more lonely the more lonely.

"Originally, this was just a place for me to stay," Qin Cang replied without raising his head, "Home is a place that should make people feel nostalgic, and this kind of emotion is still very strange to me." ”

When Tang Guo heard him say this, he felt astringent in his heart for no reason, and he wanted to say a few words to comfort Qin Cang, but he felt that he was short of words, and he didn't know what to say, so he had to choose to avoid this topic head-on, and began to prepare the ingredients needed to make porridge, and Qin Cang was also dealing with other foods on the side.

Tang Guo's movements were slow, Qin Cang's movements were fast, and when she was still cutting the diced meat and mushrooms ready to cook porridge, he had already fried the two dishes and put them on the small dining table in the living room.

Tang Guo didn't notice it at first, but felt that a sudden burst of tempting fragrance entered her nostrils, and when she saw Qin Cang stir-frying, she couldn't help but be a little surprised: "You know how to cook?" What do you cook? ”

"Or else? How do you think I survived all those years under the fence? Qin Cang's stir-fry in his hand was very skillful, and he didn't raise his head, "I don't stir-fry, can we only drink porridge?" ”

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