Comprehensive film and television: Passerby A, she is beautiful and cool

Qin Changsheng picked up a piece of green leaf with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. He chewed it quietly for a while and opened his eyes wide: "Delicious!"

"It has just the right amount of saltiness and fragrance. The slow stir-fry over low heat preserves the vegetables' original freshness without overcooking them. The juices overflow with sweetness and a long-lasting aftertaste."

"With this skill, you can set up a stall and never starve."

She smiled and spoke eloquently, complimenting him. Li Lianhua knew that there must be some fake elements in his words, but he was still comforted by her coaxing.

But at least I felt relieved. After all, it was my first time making it, and since I was not very skilled, many failed products were buried in the soil.

Seeing her eating with big mouthfuls, Li Lianhua also picked up a piece of vegetables with chopsticks, but as soon as she put it in her mouth, she spit it out with a green face.

So sweet.

He seems to have mistaken sugar for salt...

Then I tried the sweet potato porridge, and it was indeed salty.

He couldn't help but frown and look at her.

Judging from her past behavior, she is bound to be ridiculed today.

She seems really afraid of being sad and heartbroken?

is it?

.......

At this moment, Qin Changsheng watched him perform a series of actions while holding the spoon in his mouth, unable to spit out or swallow. He stared at Li Lianhua for a long time. After a while, he said dryly, "The cooking skills are quite good... Whether it tastes good or not is secondary. What's important is that the person eating it feels happy."

After listening to her explanation, Li Lianhua's expression froze for a moment. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Well, don't eat anymore. Let's go out to eat."

After he finished speaking, he stepped out of the door and walked slowly towards the market. However, after taking only two steps, he stopped again.

He turned around and raised an eyebrow at Qin Changsheng, who was standing there in a daze. "What are you standing there for?"

Qin Changsheng didn't move.

Looking at Li Lianhua, who looked sick, thin, but seemed to be in a clear mind.

He seemed to be in a really good mood, it wasn't an illusion.

Did he think he had screwed her?

It doesn't even look like it.

......

The thought had just flashed through my mind when it was interrupted by the shadow cast by the returning young man. His fingertips tapped the table slowly, making a light sound, and he asked leisurely, "Want me to treat you?"

Qin Changsheng held his cheek with his hand, a smile on his face, and said in a light tone: "Aren't you here to invite me?"

Li Lianhua smiled, "Well, I'm here to invite your Miss Yun."

......

A few days later, Huaisi Town.

Li Lianhua transformed himself into a traveling doctor, carrying a medicine box and cranking a bell, running around the streets of villages and markets to eliminate disasters and cure diseases for the people.

He was wearing a blue-gray robe and sitting in the yard of a house. In front of him was a wooden table with writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone.

He was holding a brush and judging by his posture, he was writing a prescription.

Next to him sat a sturdy young man, weaving a bamboo basket with his hands tightly clenched.

An 80-year-old woman was lying on the bed not far away. She seemed to be terminally ill and her face was grayish white.

After writing the prescription, Li Lianhua placed the pen on the pen holder with a crisp sound. "Just follow the prescription as I wrote and go to the pharmacy to get it. The old man is weak and just caught a cold. It's nothing serious."

"It's just that you need to pay attention to regulating your mood. The old man seems to be a little depressed. Taking him out for walks more often will help him live longer."

The young man took Li Lianhua's handwritten prescription with gratitude. After hearing what he said next, he sighed and said, "Ever since my Qi'er went missing, I've lost most of my life. I always felt that it was my own fault that she was lost."

"We've been looking for him all these years, but there's been no news... Now we know there's little hope, but we're just unwilling to give up."

The man said this with a look of dejection on his face.

"Do you have a portrait of the child? I travel around as a doctor and might have seen him before. Even if I haven't, I will help you find it and do my best." The young man stood tall and straight, as calm as spring water, giving you a reliable look.