Zhao Huaijin had a faint medicinal fragrance on her body, but it made Hua Muyue feel at peace.

"Huai Jin, thank you." Hua Muyue let go of her hand, feeling a little embarrassed in hindsight. Although she is not a pure ancient, men and women are not so defensive, but she feels like she is taking advantage of him.

She also noticed the stiffness of Zhao Huaijin's body, and she also saw that Zhao Huaijin had no affection for her.

"Mu Yue, I'm going to make dinner."

"I'm with you."

"You're not well, I'd better come, you rest."

"I'm really fine, so let's do it, I'll give you a hand, let's go." After saying that, the two walked to the kitchen together.

Although Hua Muyue was busy with work in her previous life, she loved to cook all kinds of food in her spare time, and gradually her cooking skills were very good. But when Hua Muyue entered the kitchen and was dumbfounded, the kitchen was the kind of firewood stove, there was no cooking utensils she was familiar with, the kitchen was not very large, a cupboard, a table, a stove for boiling medicine, and a few wooden basins, and she didn't know how to help for a while.

"Mu Yue, you can help make a fire."

"Good. But what is the ignition? ”

Zhao Huaijin first took a beating when he heard this, and then came over to teach Hua Muyue to use fire, lit the fire, added some firewood, and then handed it to Hua Muyue.

When Zhao Huaijin put rice into the pot, he suddenly heard a violent cough.

Looking down, he laughed and laughed, "Hehe"

Hua Muyue was probably smoked by the fire, her eyes were full of tears, her little face was flushed, and she was smeared with soot on one side, like a little flower cat.

"You......" The tone unconsciously carried a hint of amusement and doting.

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to help Hua Muyue wipe the ashes on his face, Zhao Huaijin's five fingers were white, well-proportioned and slender, and there were thin calluses between his fingers.

After wiping it, I looked into the stove, and the firewood was almost tightly stuffed.

Zhao Huaijin said gently: "Don't stuff too much firewood, strip it in the middle, and add new firewood when the firewood is about to burn out." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm stupid, the fire won't burn."

"I didn't know that before." A trace of pain appeared in Zhao Huaijin's eyes and quickly disappeared, and a smile appeared in his eyes. It was so fast that Hua Muyue thought she was wrong.

Zhao Huaijin thought that she used to estimate that she was also from a rich family, after all, the children of the mountain village farmers would burn fires.

After cooking, Hua Muyue looked at herself dirty, and then saw that Zhao Huaijin was still clean and hearty, it was really a fairy who could not be desecrated.

Although the dinner was simple, with thin porridge and a plate of fried vegetables, Hua Muyue was still very satisfied.

Hua Muyue thought that in the era of paying attention to the gentleman's cooking, maybe because she was a sick person, Zhao Huaijin cooked these days, almost all of them were porridge, and Zhao Huaijin would fry an egg for her. There are no chickens at home, so Zhao Huaijin probably bought this egg for her.

"I'll go wash the dishes" After eating, Hua Muyue cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. Zhao Huaijin didn't refuse, he could see that Hua Muyue wanted to share some things with him.

It was dark, and Zhao Huaijin boiled hot water.

"Mu Yue, can I come in? Send you bath water" Zhao Huaijin knocked on the door.

"Come in"

Outside the window, the moonlight spilled into the house, and facing the moonlight, came a man in a white robe, although he was carrying a wooden barrel, his pace was indescribably elegant, looking at the cinnabar on his forehead, and smiling like a fairy.

After washing and lying down, remembering to cook at night, Hua Muyue touched her cheek.

When the moon hid in the clouds, Hua Muyue had a dream, and a beautiful woman smiled and patted the baby in swaddling clothes, murmuring, my mother hopes that you will be happy for the rest of your life~