The early winter morning in the town is very cool, not only is the land sparsely populated, but also the cold of the deep mountains, and the warmth seems to be unable to grasp.

The next morning, when the genius was bright, Little Apple got up from the bed very neatly, the poor man's child was in charge of the house, although she was younger than Jiang Quan, but she had always taken care of him in life.

For her, today is a fresh start that must be greeted with a hearty breakfast.

Her sense of ritual of life is incompatible with the people around her, I remember that she was often teased by Li Qingzhu before, saying that she was a girl in the city who was born in the wrong place, or sarcastically mocking her for watching a stupid TV series, and when she thought of the partner who was very righteous to everyone but liked to play tricks on her, Little Apple couldn't help but sigh.

It's really too easy to lose people.

When Little Apple was washing rice, she saw Murong Cao rubbing her sleepy eyes and touching it into the kitchen, thinking that she was going to pour water to drink, so she handed over a cup of tea very obediently, but Murong Cao rolled up his sleeves and said, "Do you want to make breakfast?" I'll help you. ”

"I'm doing it...... But will you just get up? ”

Although Little Apple is a lot closer to Murong Cao, he still regards him as a "precious guest" from the bottom of his heart.

"Well, I'm not sleeping."

"Actually, no, you can sleep a little longer."

"I can't sleep."

Murong Cao took the tea aggrievedly and pinched Little Apple's face by the way.

She really didn't sleep much last night, because as soon as she closed her eyes, the faces of Yan Xiu and Yang Muqing would appear alternately, and in the end, the two faces merged into one face, seven points like Yan Muxiu, three points like Yang Muqing, it looks like two people are alike, and neither of them is like each other, so she can't tell who this is, the feeling is very mysterious and very bad.

"Then you can help me do it, I'm going to make more food today."

In the end, Little Apple couldn't screw Murong Cao's hair, so she recommended herself and handed her an apron modified from old clothes.

"No, I want a chef."

Murong Cao rolled up his sleeves boldly, smiling like a fox.

The breakfast time of the Jiang family is fixed at seven o'clock, except for Shi Heibai, who is not convenient to get out of bed, the other four people sit around the table, although Jiang Quan is little apple is three urges and four invitations before he reluctantly walked out of the room to eat, but his expression looked much more relaxed, and his face also recovered some blood.

"I'll leave a breakfast in the kitchen and I'll serve it to Uncle Shi later."

Little Apple set the dishes and chopsticks and beckoned everyone to start the meal.

"Let's go!"

On the table are four bowls of egg noodles with chives, a large bowl of egg fried rice, and a plate of vegetable salad that looks good.

Jiang Quan first buried her head in eating a bite of noodles, then scooped a spoonful of egg fried rice, and finally took a chopstick vegetable salad.

I saw him finish chewing expressionlessly, and then got up silently without saying a word and walked back to the room.

"Brother, don't you have an appetite? Would you like to eat more? ”

Little Apple's brows, which had only stretched out not long ago, twisted into a ball again, and her little mouth pouted, feeling a little aggrieved.

"I'm not hungry."

Jiang Quan dropped three words that I don't know whether they were perfunctory or comforting before closing the door.

Murong Cao naturally didn't care about Jiang Quan's little emotions, but smiled and propped his chin to watch Yang Muqing eat the food on the table with chopsticks and spoonfuls.

"Is it delicious?"

Yang Muqing's mouth was stuffed with a lot of food, and it was inconvenient to answer, so he had to nod at her again and again.

From the first bite of the food, he guessed what happened to today's breakfast, but he liked this "accident" quite a bite.

"Then you eat more."

Murong Cao knew how well he cooked, with too much oil on the egg noodles, too much salt on the egg fried rice, and more vinegar on the vegetable salad.

But no matter what, this is the first meal she made for Yang Muqing with her own hands, and I don't know if it will be the last meal.

"When are you leaving?"

For the first time in his life, Little Apple tasted the taste of being difficult to swallow, and after barely eating until he was half full, he couldn't wait to put down his chopsticks.

"Today, I'll clean up and leave later."

Murong Cao picked up the bowl of egg noodles in front of him and ate them almost one by one.

"Can't you stay longer?"

Little Apple is really a little reluctant, as long as these two people are by their side, they don't have to worry about anything.

"We have something else to do."

Murong Cao touched the little apple's head and said in a gentle voice.

"Where's Uncle Shi?"

"The way he is now, it is estimated that he will have to recuperate here for a while."

Murong Cao thoughtfully poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Yang Muqing, so as not to choke on the dry egg fried rice.

"Wow, you're done eating!"

Little Apple saw that Yang Muqing had solved the breakfast in front of him like a cloud, and couldn't help but cast an admiring look at him.

Yang Muqing hiccuped well, and then habitually cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and went into the kitchen.

"If I want to marry someone in the future, can I marry him?"

Little Apple asked cautiously, two red clouds rising from her cheeks.

Murong Cao smiled dumbly, after this little girl solved the problem of life and death, she began to sprout in her heart.

"Why do you want to marry him?"

"The big brother looks as handsome as the stars on TV, is very capable, has a good temper and personality, and is very diligent......"

As soon as Little Apple opened the chatterbox, she began to gush.

Yang Muqing, whose hearing is beyond ordinary people, can hear it clearly in the kitchen, and almost didn't bite his tongue.

"I'll keep an eye on him for you, and I'll reserve a spot for you."

Murong Cao patted his chest at Little Apple and assured with a smile.