Quick travel: The poor little thing in the period novel strikes back

Huo Ming walked very fast, as if there was a ghost chasing him from behind. Shi Yan could only jog after him, but the whole process of walking and chasing did not look good at all, so Shi Yan had to shout in a low voice for Huo Ming to stop.

"Boss, boss, walk slower. If you walk too fast, I'll lose you easily."

When Huo Ming heard Shi Yan's shout, he stopped immediately:

"Hurry up, the vegetable market is just ahead. I'll give you the money later and you can go in and buy the vegetables. I'll wait for you at the intersection."

"Boss, do you have any special favorite food or food taboos?"

"As long as they are not ugly, I will eat them. You can buy whatever you like."

While they were talking, the two had already reached the intersection of the vegetable market. Then a handful of change and various bills were stuffed into Shi Yan's hand, and Huo Ming immediately retreated far away after giving the money and bills, as if the place they were just in was not the entrance of the vegetable market, but the bloody mouth of a beast.

The original owner was a girl from Shandong Province who liked spicy food, and she also liked heavier food. However, this was Guangzhou, and Guangzhou people's diet was very light. From the original owner's memory, it could be seen that Huo Ming's food was at most better than boiled vegetables, and Shi Yan could not eat such food at all.

Anyway, Huo Ming has said that three meals are included, so as the cook, he should have the final say on how the meals are provided!

So when Shi Yan went shopping for vegetables, she not only bought the more common radishes, green vegetables, and potatoes, but also bought herself green and red peppers. Finally, she bought a pound of meat and some tofu, bean sprouts, and that was it.

As soon as I left the vegetable market, I saw Huo Ming standing apart from the crowd, as if he naturally isolated everyone from him. It seemed difficult to marry such a man who was sometimes irritable and sometimes distant.

"Boss, I've bought it, we can go back now."

Shi Yan quickened her pace and walked over. The man nodded coldly, then turned around and walked towards home.

For dinner, Yan made stir-fried vegetables, non-spicy boiled pork slices, a stir-fried potato, and a big bowl of rice for Huo Ming, ensuring that Huo Ming would have enough to eat.

Shi Yan made herself a small portion of stir-fried pork with green peppers. She didn't leave the kitchen. She stood there and ate it all in a short while. When Huo Ming came over and asked her to collect the dishes, Shi Yan had already washed her own dishes and pots.

"You don't have to stand in the kitchen to eat. You can come and sit at the same table with me. As long as you eat properly and don't put your chopsticks into the food to look around, I won't say anything."

Just now when Huo Ming was eating, he wanted to say it as soon as he saw the set of bowls and chopsticks. Now that he saw that the sink was still wet and there were still water droplets hanging on the pot, he knew that Shi Yan had already eaten.

He thought that it was because of his attitude today that Shi Yan thought too much, so he explained that although he sometimes had a bad temper, he was not ignorant of human rights.

She is just a nanny, not an ancient slave, so there is no need to be too cautious.

If Shi Yan knew what Huo Ming was thinking, she would definitely tell him that he was overthinking it. It would be so much better to eat alone. Why did they have to eat at the same table?

"Boss, you misunderstood. I just don't have the same taste as you, so I won't be at the table. Boss, don't worry about me. I feel good this way."

"Okay, as you wish."

As soon as Huo Ming finished speaking, Shi Yan had the illusion that he was angry again, but she didn't understand why he was angry. Was it because they had different tastes?

Shi Yan had no idea what Huo Ming was thinking, but the short time they spent together today was relatively peaceful. Shi Yan waited in the second bedroom until the master bedroom door was locked before coming out to wash up. After washing up, she quickly fell asleep.

Remembering that she was now a nanny, Shi Yan got up early to cook porridge. When Huo Ming got up to wash up, the porridge was already cooked. While Huo Ming was washing up, Shi Yan went into the master bedroom to help Huo Ming make his bed, and picked out clothes for going out today. Then she returned to the kitchen to watch the porridge on the stove to prevent it from sticking to the pot.

After Huo Ming finished washing up, he returned to the bedroom. Looking at the clothes neatly folded on the quilt, Huo Ming was very satisfied. Then he looked at the drawn curtains, the open windows, and the neatly combed corners of the quilt, and he felt more and more that his choice was right.

Young people understand young people better. There is no need for them to teach these details. People who understand can understand them clearly once they come.

It was rare for Huo Ming to be in such a good mood this morning. After changing his clothes and coming to the living room, Huo Ming finally greeted Shi Yan with a smile:

"Shi Ying, come and eat with us. There shouldn't be any difference in taste for porridge and side dishes in the morning, right?"

Looking at Huo Ming with a faint smile, Shi Yan finally equated Huo Ming, who was sitting at the dining table at this moment, with the figure in the original owner's memory who seemed to have a soft light filter.

"thank you boss."

Shi Yan was indeed a little hungry. After sitting down, she helped Huo Ming serve the porridge before starting to serve herself.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was the gentle collision of bowls and spoons, and the whole scene seemed peaceful and warm.

But Shi Yan always ate very quickly. She drank the whole bowl of porridge without making any unnecessary noise. She didn't think about this peaceful atmosphere, but it was still okay for her to look at people.

When she raised her eyes from the direction where she was sitting, she just happened to see the profile of Huo Ming as he was chewing food slowly. The slightly warm morning sun was sprayed on his profile, and his thick and curled eyelashes cast a light shadow under the broad sunlight.

Maybe it was because Shi Yan stared at Huo Ming for too long, so Huo Ming noticed her immediately. When he raised his head, their eyes met.

"Are you looking at me?" Huo Ming asked.

"What? Can't I watch it?" Shi Yan insisted.

"If you want to watch it, you can, but I have to say something beforehand so you can understand what's going on."

"I have no interest in the romance between men and women. I don't want to get married, and it's impossible for me to date anyone."

"So now, even if you have the slightest thought about it, I will take it to heart."

Shi Yan was a little confused at first, but after thinking about the context carefully, she finally understood what Huo Ming meant. Huo Ming was asking her to give up the idea of ​​liking him and just read him casually and not to think too much.