Lily yam porridge is one of Grandma Yun's favorite porridges, and this porridge is also a porridge that can nourish the spleen and stomach, nourish yin and moisten the lungs, so Luo Yi wants to boil this porridge for the old man now, which is more suitable.

The natural gas on the stove was burning, and the blue flame of the fire was licking the dark brown bottom of the pot, and Luo Yi first washed the yam that had been peeled off, then put it on a small board to cut it into thin slices, and finally chopped it into a paste for later use.

After washing her hands, she poured the lilies in the small bag into the pottery bowl, and after adding some water, she broke the lilies soaked in the water, washed them one by one, and left them in the pottery bowl to soak to reduce the bitter taste.

In the clear water, the white petals that sink or float are like finely carved grease jade, which is extraordinarily full and moist.

Taking out the remaining red dates and wolfberries from the bag, she first removed the kernels of a few red dates and tore them into small pieces, then grabbed a small handful of wolfberries and cleaned them, and put them in a small dish with the dates for later use.

Raising her eyes and looking at the clay pot, the japonica rice in it had not yet boiled, she first washed all the other side dishes, and when she finished all this work, wisps of white smoke continued to rise from the pores on the clay pot.

With a clean rag to uncover the hot clay cover, she poured the yam paste, lily, red dates, and wolfberries into the hot porridge soup, and then slowly stirred it with a spoon, and after the mixed porridge soup bubbled again, she changed the hot flame to a simmer, and slowly waited for it to boil for 1 hour, and the silk lily yam porridge was completed.

In between boiling porridge, she secretly went to see the sleeping old man 3 times. Maybe the cough last night was too severe, which affected the old man's sleep, so the old man can sleep so sweetly and soundly at this moment.

When she returned to the kitchen, she called her mother and told her that she would accompany the old man to have dinner before going back, so that her mother did not have to worry.

After hanging up the phone, she flipped through the message sent by Yu Yuanyao today, and simply replied to report safety.

Unconsciously, the porridge that was boiling spewed out a scorching mist again, and the porridge was ready.

Turning off the natural gas, she left the porridge in a clay pot and simmered for another 30 minutes at high temperatures, so that further steaming would make the porridge taste smoother and more soft and delicious.

Half an hour later, she took out two bowls of porridge that were eight minutes full, sprinkled a layer of chopped coriander on top, and put them on a tray and brought them to the old man's room, and the old man lying on the bed just woke up.

In the evening, the slightly humid air floated in the room, and in the dim light, the old man was staring at the hand he raised in front of him.

Stretching out her other hand, she gently rubbed the delicate lines on the phoenix hairpin, and a smile called happiness came down her shriveled lips.

Knowing that the old man was caught in good memories again, Luo Yi lighted his pace and came to the table at the bedside with a tray.

"Luo girl, isn't this phoenix hairpin made by your grandfather Yan very beautiful?"

The old man watched the hairpin talk to himself, as if he was talking to himself.

"Well, of course it's beautiful."

Putting down the tray, Luo Yi sat down in front of the bed, and also raised his eyes to look at the phoenix hairpin that was not very clear.

"Girl, did I tell you how your grandfather Yan gave me this hairpin?"

Hey, people are old and can't remember anything clearly.

"No, tell me about it."

In fact, Grandma Yun has told her many times, but every time she listens to it, she will be moved to tears every time. Just because the appearance of love itself is an emotional expression that is simple to the extreme.

Even if it's just a wooden hairpin that is so simple that you make it yourself.

"That year, I remember it was a late summer and early autumn afternoon..."

Time, in the old man's memories, came to the noon that made her unforgettable life, it was a private noon for life.

Blowing the cool breeze of noon, Yan Haoyun stood under the big locust tree with vigorous vitality at the entrance of the village, and he stretched his neck to look at the small dirt slope not far away.

Because the dirt slope blocked the way he came, he had to raise his neck from time to time to see if his beloved girl would appear on the somewhat steep dirt slope in the next moment.

Just as he was waiting anxiously, a slender figure finally appeared on the dirt slope.

"Xiu'er."

Seeing the appearance of that figure, he couldn't help but call out her name, and his footsteps couldn't help but step forward.

"Go back, go back."

Yun Xiu, who blushed shyly, looked left and right, and waved him back to the green shade behind the big locust tree.

Yan Haoyun smirked and scratched his head and walked back, still reluctantly looking at the beautiful face that he missed every day.

"Next time, just stand here and wait for me, don't run out."

Yun Xiu lowered his head and muttered in a low voice that he must pay attention next time.

"Okay, I'll pay attention next time."

Walking to the shade behind the locust tree, the two sat on the gray and black stone block that Yan Haoyun had deliberately moved over by the river.

Yun Xiu put the bamboo basket she was holding on her lap, she opened the lid made of bamboo, and took out a small blue cloth bag from it.

"Today there is a cake at home, and I left two pieces for you."

Placing the blue cloth bag in her palm, she opened the blue scarf layer by layer.

"Oh, good, the pancakes are good."

Having said that, Yan Haoxuan's gaze didn't want to take his eyes off her beautiful face for a moment.

"Here's it."

Handing over the oiled paper bag wrapped in a square towel, Yunxiu's face was as red as a red apple.

"Hmm."

Reaching out to take it, Yan Haoxuan opened the oiled paper bag, and he took out a piece of pancake from it, and said to Yunxiu's mouth:

"Xiu'er, you can eat some too."

"You eat, I've eaten at home."

As she spoke, she took out a small jar from the basket.

"Eat, there's also wild vegetable porridge here."

Turning the lid of the jar open, she took the lukewarm jar in her hand, and waited for him to take a sip of wild vegetable porridge when he was thirsty when he ate the pancakes.

"Xiu'er, you're so good to me."

Happily stuffing a piece of pancake into his mouth, he looked at her with a frighteningly hot look in his eyes.

Yun Xiu hurriedly looked away, and she reached out to pin the hair on her sideburns behind her ears to hide her shyness and discomfort.

Looking at the ripples on the surface of the river blown by the wind, Yunxiu's heart was as sweet as thick honey.

"By the way, Xiu'er, I have something for you, you close your eyes first."

Shoving the pancake into his mouth, he motioned for her to close her eyes.

Looking at him suspiciously, Yun Xiu still closed her big watery eyes.

He took out a small cloth bag of a red square scarf from the inner pocket on his chest and carefully placed it on Xiu'er's knee.

"Xiu'er, you can open your eyes."

Slowly opening her eyes, Yun Xiu looked at the extra red cloth bag on her knee, she opened it gently, and inside was a simple wooden hairpin.

"Hairpins? You bought it? ”

This time, I'm embarrassed to change Yan Haoyun.

"I... I do, I hope you like it. ”

Reaching out and taking a small jar and taking a sip of wild vegetable porridge, Yan Haoxuan's ears were a little red.

It turned out to be his own.

This thought made Yunxiu's face redder even more, and she picked up the wooden hairpin.

"Is it a phoenix hairpin?"

"Well, I think the phoenix is worthy of you."

In their small place, it is an obvious hint to give the phoenix with a beautiful meaning to the sweetheart.

Phoenix Phoenix, phoenix and phoenix, male and female, soar together in this world.

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