Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

After breakfast, Xin Ye went to the backyard to weed and turn the soil. Yan Yiyi took out the herbs to dry, then slipped back to the room to continue copying the rules.

She spent the whole morning copying thirty copies, and then found that there were only a few sheets of paper left because she had used them. How could she explain this?

In a panic, her eyes fell on the brush again. Her soul had never written calligraphy, but this body should have learned it, right? If she knew medicine, shouldn't she be able to write and prescribe medicine?

So, she reached out and picked up the brush. A memory came to her mind, and her hand unconsciously followed her memory and began to write on the paper. The words were not as delicate as those of ordinary women. The strokes were graceful and the unruly and wanton nature of the calligrapher could be seen between the lines.

Is this her handwriting?

I compared it with my own water-based pen writing, and found that the handwriting is indeed quite similar, except that the calligraphy is more powerful. The water-based pen writing has the style and elegance, but it lacks the elegance and rich heritage of the calligraphy.

Never mind, I'll go to the kitchen to make lunch first and make up for the lie.

Since she was the one cooking, yam was a good ingredient. It happened that neither the father nor the son had ever eaten yam, so she made yam and egg porridge, fried yam balls, stir-fried yam, stir-fried some vegetables, and fried a few Tangqin poached eggs.

Without bones and meat, neither yam soup nor stewed yam can be made. She would wait until night to make an excuse to go to the county, and then take out the animal meat and the two medical books exchanged from the space.

The smell of fried yam balls drifted to the backyard. Xin Ye immediately realized that his wife was cooking. He immediately hurried to turn the fields and went back to help his wife cook.

When he came back after finishing his work, Yan Yiyi brought out the last plate of stir-fried vegetables.

"Hurry up and wash your hands, it's time to eat!"

"I'll go get Dad a bowl of porridge first. Thanks to your medicinal bath and acupuncture, he can now eat on his own. He used to eat by himself in the morning!"

Yan Yiyi smiled and said, "It seems that Dad has a good physical foundation. The effect is so fast. It's just that he was suppressed by the poison before, so he was so weak."

"Well, what kind of porridge did you cook for dad? It smells delicious!"

"It's yam and egg porridge. Oh, and there's also steamed egg custard in the pot. Bring it to father-in-law."

When Father Li heard the conversation between the young couple outside the yard, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Father Li tasted the porridge and found it very fragrant. He asked, "What is this yam?"

"We dug it up from the mountain yesterday. It's a medicinal herb and can also be eaten as a vegetable."

"You go eat with your wife first, I'll eat by myself."

"Okay, Dad, take your time."

After Xin Ye came out and returned to the kitchen, Yan Yiyi asked him to sit down. He didn't pay attention to what she cooked just now. Now he looked at it and found that the vegetables were burnt. He took a bite and it was cooked, but a little bland.

The egg was a big piece, also black, but when you took a bite, the egg liquid flowed out and the taste was okay, except that the burnt part was a bit bitter.

The fried yam was a bit soft, and adding a little more water made it into a soup, which was equally bland.

Fried yam balls... haha, not cooked through inside.

The only good thing is the egg and yam porridge.

Yan Yiyi did not feel ashamed. Thinking about her previous cooking skills, she felt that she had improved. At least she could fry meatballs.

At the same time, it also indirectly shows that this body's cooking skills are comparable to hers, otherwise it would not have prepared such a table.

Xin Ye was a little confused. It seemed that his wife had some ideas about cooking, but she just couldn't find the right balance. So he asked, "Wife, do you like cooking?" If you like, I can teach you later.

However, Yan Yiyi shook her head: "I'm not interested, but I like to eat it."

After swallowing the words he hadn't said out loud, Xin Ye smiled and said, "Okay, next time, tell me what you want to eat and I'll make it." Combining his wife's ideas with his own cooking skills, he should be able to produce a good dish.

"Great!" She couldn't ask for more!

"By the way, yam can also be used to make soup and stew meat. I'll go to the county to buy some meat this afternoon. I'll ask you to make it when I come back."

"How about I go with you?"

Yan Yiyi immediately shook her head and said confidently, "No, don't you see how much wealth our family has now? Aren't you afraid that someone will come in and steal something? Wouldn't our hard work yesterday be wasted?"

Xin Ye just remembered that there were still a lot of medicinal herbs at home, and knowing that she had made up her mind, he turned around and reminded her: "Then you should go early and come back early, and be careful on the road."

"Don't worry, ordinary robbers can't do anything to me!"

Xin Ye smiled and forgot about his wife's skills. Every time he saw her delicate and soft appearance, he couldn't help but want to protect her behind him.

Before leaving, Yan Yiyi turned around and said to him as if she had just remembered, "I forgot to tell you that I was practicing calligraphy in my room this morning and used up a lot of your paper. I'll buy you some more paper later."

After saying that, without waiting for him to react, she turned around and ran away, as if there was a dog chasing her.

Xin Ye looked at the figure running away, like a child who had caused trouble and was afraid of being scolded, and could not help but laugh softly. How could his wife be so cute?

After closing the door, I turned back to the room and looked at a piece of writing and two pieces of paper on the desk. One of the pieces of paper had very large words on it, "A Perfect Couple" written on it. It could be seen that the handwriting was crooked.

The font on the next page was smaller, and the handwriting was almost identical to the previous one. I guess her memory was triggered after she finished writing it, and the next page was back to normal.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed such a miracle.

The words on this piece of paper read "Xin Ye is my, Yan Yi Yi's, man and no one is allowed to take him away from me."

A happy smile spread across Xin Ye's face, and he whispered softly, "Well, I, Xin Ye, am your Yan Yiyi's man, and no one can take me away from you."

Yan Yiyi went to the bookstore and bought two taels of silver worth of paper. Two taels of silver! 2000 wen only bought 1000 sheets of white paper, and the quality was average. It felt a bit rough, about the same as 0.5 frosted paper.

After buying the paper, she went to the grocery store to buy some seasonings, then went to the pork stall to pick up some big bones and bought some ribs, and went to the herbal medicine store to buy Codonopsis pilosula, wolfberry, bay leaves, star anise, etc.

When she was almost at the door of her house, she took out two kilograms of animal meat, two medical books, and 500 sheets of white paper. She put the remaining papers in the space warehouse for future use.

"I'm back!"

Hearing the voice, Xin Ye, who was planting yam in the backyard, hurried over and smiled: "Wife~"

"Xin Ye~" Yan Yiyi walked over quickly and slapped the two medical books in her hands into his arms.

Thinking that his wife was coming to hug him, Xin Ye was stunned. He moved his eyes down little by little, picked it up and looked at her in surprise: "Wife, how could you get these two medical books?"

"When I came back, I met an old man selling old books at the corner of the street. I found that they were two medical books, so I brought them back for you. Do you like them?"