Fu Orange Sparrow was so busy that it was dizzy.

It took her more time to buy groceries than she expected, and after walking around the vegetable market twice, it was half past nine in the morning when large and small bags came out.

Lu Min called from the school, urging her to hurry up.

The girl agreed again and again, carried her things home, put down a few bites of breakfast and changed her shoes and went out.

jumped out on one leg, the sentence "I'm going to school, wait for me, wait for me!" "It's all at the corner of the staircase.

Wen Yu looked happy and slightly distressed.

He saw that Xiao Qingmei was frowning at the butcher chopping meat, and talked to the little vegetable seller about the price with a few bites, and saw that the heavy vegetable bag strangled her palms, and when she came back, she rubbed her thighs with her palms and inhaled and bared her teeth, but the smile on her face was still strong.

At this time, he will be tired of being happy with Fu Chengque's seriousness.

I took out my mobile phone and went to a message of "Be careful, call me if you have something", and instantly received Fu Chengque's chatter of "wait for me".

Pinch the cat's.

Hurry up and see the news!

Moreover, it made him run around like a child.

Looking back at the room, the plaque on the door frame, the ornaments on the table, and the small cabinet in the corner...... There are a lot of things in this little house, and it's still warm, how good, if it's okay, he doesn't want to go anywhere.

Turning around and walking quickly to the balcony, he looked down at Fu Chengque running downstairs, and when the girl's back disappeared, he looked up at the gloomy and cloudy sky again, thoughtfully.

Qiao'er didn't bring an umbrella.

Don't rain today.

But if it rains, he can send it over, and when the time comes, the two of them will stroll home together, wouldn't this birthday be beautiful!

The mixed mood of worry and anticipation continued until Xiaoqingmei came home, and the rain did not fall......

Huh.

Before the Fu Orange Sparrow man entered the room, the milky fragrance poured in along the air duct first, and for a while, the room was filled with the sweet smell of cake.

Seeing Wen Yu sniffing closer and closer, the girl waved her hand and said hurriedly: "Go in, you go in first!" ”

"Qiao'er is so fragrant."

"Phew. Get on board! ”

"Cake?"

"That's right! Don't look at it! ”

"Okay, okay, I won't look at it."

"Get in!"

Wen Yu laughed twice and stayed on the balcony for a while, waiting for Fu Chengque to stuff the cake into the refrigerator before returning to the living room.

In short, the process is mysterious.

This is also one of the few surprises on this birthday, and another surprise should be the craftsmanship of Fu Orange Sparrow.

The lunch was made by the two of them - count it half, Fu Chengque gave Wen Yu a hand, and by the way, he taught her some kitchen cooking knowledge at the end, and the girl listened very seriously.

Lunch was neatly eaten. As soon as the chopsticks were tapped, Fu Chengque plunged into the kitchen with the plaque of "Nourishing the Heart" to cook the ingredients in advance. She really didn't have much time, and she came back from class at half past four in the evening, about half past six in the evening, and before that, her slow swallowing action needed to be prepared for at least three dishes - the meat had to be cut first, the chicken wings had to be marinated first, the shrimp could be put first, but the shredded potatoes had to be cut.

The Orange Sparrow Empress shouted loudly all the year round, but the things on the knife were very rusty, so she had to slow down for safety.

It will take even longer.

On the one hand, she is afraid of getting hurt, but on the other hand, she wants to do as well as she can: the braised pork is cut squarely, the garlic in the chicken wings in the garlic honey sauce is a little more scary, and the tenderloin in the tomato stew can be sliced a little thinner......

Trouble.

No matter how you look at it, it's hard to cook.

The kitchen was a little messy, with a pile of meat and vegetables, and the girl wailed in her heart.

There was a burst of laughter outside the door, and I don't know what short video of sand sculpture my boyfriend was watching again, fishing or some black African man pulling bananas.

I can always hear it.

After a moment of silence, the girl suddenly brewed inexplicable joy in her chest:

Xiao Yu's birthday, you should be happy and relaxed!

Thinking like this, the humming tune is also a little cheerful.

……

It was a little darker in the evening.

The two of them went home before the rain fell, just pushed open the door, through the balcony saw that the rain had fallen, the hazy world seemed to be foggy, a cool breath penetrated into the room.

Wen Yu regretfully put the umbrella in the corner, trotted to close the sliding door, and looked back to see that his little girlfriend had already entered the kitchen.

He was stunned.

Quickly walked outside the kitchen, wanted to go in, stopped moving, and after only two turns, shouted with concern: "You pay attention to safety." Oil, don't be so hot, knives, especially knives, pay attention to your hands. ”

Wen Yu is like a patient, this orange finch is his lesion at this moment, he knows where it is but can't see it, he always has to worry about it. Thinking about whether the oil flowers nourish her, whether the hot water is hot or not, if the knife is not done well, there will be a big problem where it is drawn.

The girl seemed to have a sense, opened the door, poked out a skull, and smiled: "No problem." ”

"Don't rush, get less if it's too late." Wen Yu said: "Qiao'er, I know you've worked hard, and you're watching it." ”

Fu Chengque was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his face was full of joy: "Okay!" ”

After a pause, he said, "Then I'll get it, you wait." ”

Wen Yu nodded and smiled.

Fu Chengque retreated, and this time, the door was not completely closed, but it was just hidden, and there was still a gap.

From the gap, Wen Yu could see the figure of the orange finch flashing by, and heard the sound of jingling bells inside.

But even if you hear Fu Orange Bird respond crisply, "No problem!" "Wen Yu actually can't rest assured, now that his little girlfriend is really injured, he doesn't need Uncle Fu and Aunt Fu to take action, his mother has to peel him. After thinking about it, he grabbed his computer, sat down closest to the kitchen door, and divided his mind in half, working on his work and ready to respond at any time.

Outside, the rain was heavier, and it was falling with a bang, and some of the raindrops drifted into the balcony, blocked by the glass doors, and flowed down the top into a line, washing everything by the way.

He raised his eyes and looked at it, and then lowered his head again, and his heart was happy—

On the day of adulthood, it rained.

It's also quite a bit of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, hahaha.

In the kitchen.

Fu Orange Sparrow's problem was not as much as she should be, but there was some nervousness.

She held her phone high and summoned the three of them, who were either on their way back to the dormitory or eating in the cafeteria.

As soon as Fang Ling entered the chat, he immediately exclaimed: "Yo ho, it's started?" ”

Fu Chengqi said: "It's started!" ”

The melon camera shook for a while, and when she stopped again, she had already arrived in the bedroom and was ready.

He also said: "Okay! The first kitchen plan of the finch starts! ”

Fang Ling said "ouch" and said, "It seems that I should say this." ”

Lu Min showed his head, with the cafeteria in the background, and asked in a low voice, "Is the cake okay?" ”

Fu Chengque approached the camera, and it seemed that the two of them could whisper in this way, "It's so good, it's so fragrant!" ”

Lu Min chuckled.

Among the gifts of the three, the cake made by Lu Min and Fu Orange Bird is the second gift. I don't know how they discussed, but they all seemed to have given two things.

Fang Ling picked up the conversation and reminded, "Start quickly, otherwise if you eat the cake, today will pass!" ”

Fu Chengque nodded repeatedly.

Wash your hands, pick up all the ingredients, wave the shiny kitchen knife to the sky, and say excitedly:

"I'm starting!"

……

The kitchen was full of dishes.

The meat on the board, the side dishes on the plate, some are cut, and some are still piled aside.

Fu Chengque wore a small apron and walked around, watching and listening to all directions, according to the plan of the four people, "what to do first, then what to do, and what can be done at the same time", busy and orderly progress.

It was still raining outside, and the indoor temperature was not high, but her forehead was already sweating.

In the mobile phone, the three of them chirped and commanded.

"Sparrow, stew the braised pork first, hurry up." Xiaogua's voice is always so trustworthy, "It's already cut, right?" Let me see? ”

Fu Chengfinch held the cut meat to the little melon, squinted his eyes and looked at it, nodded and said, "Not bad, it's very good!" Remove the pot and heat it over medium-low heat. ”

"Okay!"

The girl was praised and rejoiced.

He raised the spatula with his left hand and his right hand, pressed it a few times, and the induction cooker "buzzed", and the most difficult stage of the empress's birthday cooking officially began.

Braised pork is a relatively complex dish, which is not easy for Meng Xin, but Fu Chengque really doesn't want to make the birthday dinner all simple dishes and look perfunctory.

Overcome all difficulties and resolutely go on!

Therefore, Xiaogua and several people tailor a new way for her-

"Blanch the meat pieces and fry them in a pan over medium-low heat until golden brown...... Just force out the grease...... Very good! After serving, carefully pour out the remaining oil from the pan...... Hahaha The finch frowned so much, isn't it still a little afraid of oil stars. ”

Fu Orange Finch shook his head.

It means that it is okay, but it also means that it is not afraid.

In fact, compared to the crackling oil star, Fu Chengque is more afraid that the temperature in a certain place will suddenly rise, scorching her works that cannot be failed.

She wants to give Xiao Yu a simple but perfect birthday.

After a while, Xiaogua said again: "Rock candy...... Yes, add seven or eight pieces, or low heat, shovel slowly. ”

"Is it okay to add a few more? Will the colors look good? She asked.

"If you add more, it will be sweet."

"Oh."

Fu Orange Finch nodded.

Xiao Yu doesn't like sweets very much, especially the sweetness in the dishes, and he can't eat it.

It's good to be sweet in your heart, just forget it on your lips.

She thought to herself.

The kitchen is filled with the aroma of meat, accompanied by the aroma of melted rock sugar.

Xiaogua hurriedly said, "...... The color is good, I can smell it! Hurry up and pour the meat back in! Turn it over! Add boiling water and light soy sauce cooking wine...... Simmer for half an hour! Haha It's okay to look at it, Wen Yu has a mouthful. ”

Fu Chengque struggled to swing the spatula, and then rushed into the boiling water, seeing the bright color of the soup, hehe smiled.

As soon as the hot water is added, the rest is to cook slowly.

At this point, Fu Chengque breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Ling exclaimed at this time, "It's so strong! The orange finch learned braised pork so quickly! He said narrowly: "Hey, I don't know when I will be able to take a bite, this life is worth it." ”

Lu Min had already returned to the dormitory, lying on the bed reading a book, and said with a smile: "You find a boyfriend and let him do it for you." Look at the orange finch, Wen Yu always makes food for her. ”

"I can't do it, I don't have a childhood sweetheart, poor thing."

"Oh, yes, I don't have either, and neither do the little melons."

Fang Ling smiled and said, "No, if there is, maybe one of us is married." It's good now, only someone has it, wouldn't that be ......"

Fu Chengque, who was chopping vegetables, turned his head, waved his knife, and said viciously: "It's okay, it's okay, if you go on, I'll pull you all off!" ”

The three girls were immediately silent, but their eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

Fu Chengque snorted lightly, took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time, picked up the knife, and continued to cook.

The three of them began to chat again, and the scene was joyful.

She listened, not paying attention.

Marriage is too far away.

Like now, a simple little life, she thinks it's very good.

It's really good.

……

Living room.

The aroma of the food has been revealed, and Wen Yu knows that it is not the upstairs and downstairs neighbors.

Qiao'er is already cooking.

He smelled the smell of meat, and suddenly remembered the bowl of "back to the pot meat", smiled, and told himself in his heart: I should believe in the efforts of my little girlfriend.

Let it be ancient.

I received a lot of blessing messages on my mobile phone, most of them were high school classmates, and when I said "Happy Birthday", I also asked about the current situation, and Wen Yu responded one by one. It is indeed different from the past, even in a strange city, there are still familiar names that chant him at special moments.

The phone rang suddenly.

Wen Yu picked it up and saw that it was his parents'.

With a slip of his fingers, his mother's voice came out, "Son, what are you doing?" Have you eaten? ”

Wen Yu glanced at the kitchen and touched his hungry stomach: "Son, I'll wait for dinner." ”

"Haven't eaten yet?"

"Eat it right away."

"Oh. Let's go eat it sooner. ”

After a pause, Mother Wen said happily again:

"Yo, do you remember your son's birthday today? Happy birthday. ”

Wen Yu replied with a smile: "Thank you, Mom, it's so foreign." ”

The Wen family has never paid attention to birthdays, but this year is after all, their son is an eighteen-year-old adult, and he has just entered college, so he has a phone call to talk about it.

Dad Wen shouted on the phone at this time: "Son! Eat cake or not! ”

Wen's mother scolded angrily: "What do you shout, what do you shout!" Your ears are going to be deaf by you! ”

Dad Wen turned off.

Wen Yu answered and said with a smile: "The cake is still waiting to be eaten, let's eat it with the rice." ”

Wen's mother said happily: "There is a cake?" Did a classmate send it? ”

The cake not only represents a birthday celebration, but also means that my son has adapted to college, and if he can celebrate his birthday, he will at least get along well with his classmates.

Mother Wen was happy because of this.

Wen Yu understood, "Yes, there is." ”

After pondering for a moment, he replied: "It's not a classmate, Qiao'er sent it." ”

"Qiao'er?! Oh~ Have you eaten together? Are the other students there too? ”

"Yes, eat it right away. No one else, just the two of us. ”

"Hahaha, this is good, this is good, Mom and Dad are fine, just say happy wishes to you. Then when I went out on a trip with your father, I brought you a gift, and the express should arrive in the next two days, you remember to receive it. Wen's mother's joyful voice was particularly obvious, "You eat first, I'll ask your dad to send you a red envelope." ”

With a snap, the phone hung up.

Wen Yu was a little speechless, his parents were too simple, and he always felt that the couple's life was inexplicably more nourishing after he left?

He originally planned to secretly reveal a little bit about his relationship with Qiao'er......

Count the balls, and say it next time.

The night breeze is getting colder, and the white fog in the kitchen is thicker, overflowing towards the living room, and the smell in the middle is becoming more and more intense and multi-layered.

The movement inside was much smaller, and I guess it was time to eat.

Wen Yu cleaned up the computer and returned to the living room when the kitchen door opened.

The smoke poured out, and the orange finch in the apron walked out with a plate, one in each hand, her movements were cautious, and the ponytail tied up did not shake. Even from a distance, Wen Yu could see that the hair on her forehead was slightly damp, sticking to her skin, was it sweat? Or water?

I don't know, but there is no doubt that this is proof that the little girlfriend is working hard for him.

Putting down the plate, she exhaled softly, "It's so hot" and then shook her hand to look at Wen Yu, and smiled: "Xiao Yu, it's time to eat!" ”

Wen Yu's heart pounded.

(End of chapter)