There weren't many people in the park in the morning, most of them were middle-aged men and women who got up to run and exercise, as well as uncles and aunts who played Tai Chi and practiced swords.

Zhou Moruo was telling Jiang Lianyan about a book he had read recently, Jiang Lianyan listened carefully, and expressed a few words of his opinion from time to time.

The two walked slowly to the pavilion, and Jiang Lianyan put the lunch box in his hand on the small wooden table, "Let's do it here,"

Zhou Moruo nodded, sat down on the small stone bench, Jiang Lianyan sat opposite her, and reached out to lift the lid of the lunch box,

He had a transparent band-aid wrapped around his index finger, and Zhou Moruo caught a glimpse of it, "What's the matter with your hand?" ”

Jiang Lianyan paused, "Ao, I helped the egg tart take a bath yesterday and was accidentally scratched by it,"

Zhou Moruo thought of the crazy appearance of the egg tart in the bath, and frowned, "Is it serious?" Have you ever been to the hospital? ”

"It's okay," Jiang Lianyan smiled, "It's just that the skin has been cut, and there is not much bleeding,"

He opened the lunch box, "Okay, let's eat,"

Zhou Moruo was already hungry, she grabbed the chopsticks on the table, swept over the same dish in the lunch box, and her eyes suddenly stopped,

"Is this ......," she looked up, "to burn eggplant?" ”

Jiang Lianyan nodded, "Didn't you say you wanted to eat it yesterday?" I see that there is exactly one in the house, and I look at it...... Not bad, just bought one,"

He scratched his head, "You can taste it,"

Zhou Moruo glanced at him, reached out and picked up the chopsticks, put a piece into his mouth, and chewed,

Jiang Lianyan stared at her, "How is it?" ”

Zhou Moruo swallowed and nodded, "It's okay,"

She picked up the chopsticks and picked up some other dishes, and after eating all the dishes, she suddenly paused and put down the chopsticks.

Jiang Lianyan asked suspiciously, "Why don't you eat it?" ”

Zhou Moruo looked at him for a while, she pursed her lips, "You made this eggplant?" ”

Jiang Yanyan was stunned, he hurriedly lowered his head, "What are you talking about?" ”

"The other dishes in this restaurant are all made with the same kind of condiment, and the taste is also very similar, only this one, the taste is completely different," Zhou Moruo's eyes turned red, "Did you hurt your hand when cooking?" ”

Jiang Yanyan looked up and was about to say something, when she saw her red eyes, she was startled, "You, don't cry,"

"Jiang Yanyan," Zhou Moruo lowered her eyes, she took his hand and touched her finger with a band-aid, "Don't be so nice to me, I, I ......"

She couldn't go any longer, pursed her lips, and the corners of her eyes were already slightly moist,

Jiang Yanyan's eyes fell on her hand, he slowly pulled out his injured hand, and gently squeezed Zhou Moruo's hand, "You don't have to have any burden, I'll make this dish for you, just because I want to make it for you, you can choose not to eat it, you don't have to have any burden,"

Zhou Moruo sniffed, "I'll eat,"

She picked up the chopsticks and picked up some vegetables, put them in her mouth, and chewed them in large gulps.

Seeing that she had eaten a lot, Jiang Yanyan couldn't help but hook her lips, and asked, "Which one do you think is better than the one your father made?" ”

Zhou Moruo raised her head, her cheeks bulging, "Huh? ”

Jiang Lianyan looked at her with expectant eyes,

Zhou Moruo swallowed the dish, "Actually, I don't remember what my dad made it tasted like, I just thought it was delicious, and the one you made was also delicious,"

Jiang Yanyan nodded, "Oh,"

He lowered his head and picked up the vegetables, poked a potato with his chopsticks, poked it into two pieces, and picked up one of them.