slow heat

People, once they have concerns, they will change.Who would have thought that Su Zheng, who has always had an irregular schedule, could go from nine to five, go to bed late and get up early, fighting with pots and pans in a kitchen that was completely unfamiliar to him.

"Cooking porridge again?" Qiao Ran didn't have the habit of sleeping in late, so she got up early naturally, but found that someone was earlier than him.From a distance, Su Zheng, who was fully concentrated, was not disturbed.It's rare to watch him wash his hands and make soup.Moreover, Qiao Ran himself was the one enjoying the soup for a while.Although he didn't want to make a sound to break the beginning of this beautiful day, Su Zheng frowned because of a pot of porridge, and his mouth was pursed solemnly, which made him want to step forward and share his worries.

"Yeah." Su Zheng stirred the porridge that had been boiling for a while. The rice couldn't be said to be soft, but it wasn't very hard. It was really difficult for him to control it. "Why don't you sleep for a while?"

"Smelling the scent, I can't sleep anymore." Qiao Ran approached with a smile. He stayed at Su Zheng's house, idled away and rested in peace for two days, and most of the bruises on his face had disappeared.He didn't have any sequelae of dizziness and vomiting after the concussion.

"That's what you said yesterday?" After all, Qiao Ran was injured. Although Su Zheng couldn't cook, he couldn't order takeout for every meal.

"Yeah. Stir it at intervals so as not to stick to the pan." Qiao Ran watched Su Zheng stir the rice porridge with a wooden spoon. Although he was not proficient, he still looked good.This is not the first time Su Zheng cooks porridge. There was a white porridge for breakfast the day before yesterday.Judging by the appearance, it looks more like rice milk, or something like rice paste.Of course Qiao Ran didn't mind, but he still gave this young, promising and aggressive young man a good look.

"What are you laughing at?" Su Zheng knew that his skills were inferior to others, so it was understandable for Qiao Ran to laugh at him, "I made a mistake again?"

"I was wondering, will you come down to eat for me again at noon today?" Qiao Ran reached out and turned off the stove for Su Zheng who was still obsessed with stirring rice porridge.For Su Zheng who is new to the kitchen, porridge and the following items are the easiest to use.However, this is also after experiencing a series of things such as undercooked noodles, or overcooked noodles.Qiao Ran clearly understood that it was because he was Su Zheng's guinea pig after he tried his hand at the kitchen.

"If you want to eat, I don't mind doing it." Su Zheng opened the cupboard, took two bowls, and handed them to Qiao Ran who had already taken the wooden spoon into his hand.

"Self-serving." Qiao Ran didn't pick it up, but returned the wooden spoon to Su Zheng.Turning around by himself, he opened Su Zheng's refrigerator.Thanks to Shen Jia and Han Zichen, fortunately there are things they bought when they came to visit the doctor a few days ago, Su Zheng's refrigerator will not be empty and lonely, "After eating, let's go shopping."

"Well." Su Zheng didn't refuse, because in his eyes, Qiao Ran's sick leave was not over for a day, and he was still a patient.Su Zheng also wanted to make him more nutritious meals besides rice porridge and noodles, but unfortunately, he was powerless.However, with Qiao Ran at his side guiding him, there shouldn't be any major mistakes.Today's porridge is much better than yesterday's.

"Porridge, it's delicious." Qiao Ran has already drunk most of the porridge in his bowl.He raised his head and glanced at Su Zheng, who seemed not very satisfied with the results of his labor, with a gentle light in his eyes.

Do what you say and do what you say.After breakfast, Su Zheng and Qiao Ran came to the supermarket that was occupied by idle grandparents.

"What do you want for lunch?" Qiao Ran, whose arms were no longer sore, pushed a cart, looking here and there, as if he was looking for fresh ingredients that Chef Joe liked.

"I can do it." Su Zheng doesn't know how to cook, so he rarely visits the fresh food section of the supermarket.Fruits and vegetables, meat and poultry are all unfamiliar to him.

"Come and have a look." Qiao Ran stretched out his hand, gently shook Su Zheng's wrist, and motioned him to approach him, "What kind of vegetable do you want to eat? With leaves or without leaves? Eggplant, do you want to eat? Carrots, I Remember you don’t like to eat, but this is good for your eyes.”

"Qiao Ran..." Su Zheng couldn't remember when he told Qiao Ran that he didn't like the taste of carrots.

"You still can't make up your mind, so I'll make the decision for you." Qiao Ran smiled, first took two carrots and put them in the car, then picked out a few eggplants and a bundle of leafy vegetables, "Go, go ahead have a look."

"Don't buy too much, you won't be able to eat it." Su Zheng frowned slightly as he watched Qiao Ran put a chicken into the car. He couldn't even cook porridge well, let alone a difficult meat like chicken.Even with Qiao Ran directing, Su Zheng is self-aware and knows that he doesn't have these two brushes.

"It's okay, don't worry." The two of them went around in a big circle, and finally waited in line at the cashier area to pay.Qiao Ran turned his head and looked at Su Zheng, who was not in a good mood, with a smile in his eyes, "Just help me in a while, I don't need you to cook at noon."

"Qiao Ran, peel off the carrots?" Qiao Ran was not polite to Su Zheng, and when he got home, he arranged for Su Zheng to wash vegetables and peel them.

"Yeah. Peel the eggplant as well." Compared to Su Zheng, Qiao Ran was more relaxed about chopping vegetables for side dishes.

"It's all done, what else should I do?" Although Su Zheng didn't like carrots, he still peeled the eggplants for it to drink according to Qiao Ran's wishes, and sent them over.

"Go and rest for a while, I'll call you after dinner." With Su Zheng's help, Qiao Ran felt a lot more relaxed.In a blink of an eye, the fish has been sent into the steamer.The semi-finished chicken soup in the casserole next to it has also boiled.

"Qiao Ran, why do you know how to cook?" Su Zheng, who had obtained a special order, did not go to rest.He just found a place in the kitchen that would not hinder Qiao Ran, and stood quietly.Looking at Qiao Ran's calm and calm appearance, one would have the illusion that this person was born to be in the kitchen.

"What? I don't know how to do it myself, and I won't let others know how to do it?" Qiao Ran turned down the fire of steaming fish, and while mixing the bowl of sauce with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, he chatted with Su Zheng.

"Forget it." Su Zheng curled his lips. After so many years, it was rare for him to have a tantrum with Qiao Ran like he did when he was a child.

"Oh, kid." Qiao Ran chuckled, turned around to look at Su Zheng, and seriously recalled the days when he left home to go to school.Except that I didn’t know Su Zheng before I was ten years old, in the next 20 years, I only had the time of studying, and I was not with this person, “When I was studying outside, I didn’t have you, a little oil bottle, by my side. Follow, I will naturally have time."

"Really?" Su Zheng raised his eyebrows, looking at Qiao Ran who spoke very seriously, "Then I apologize to you for that young and ignorant little oil bottle who dragged you down."

"I'm joking, you're still serious with me." Counting the time, Qiao Ran took off the steamer, sat down on the wok again, and prepared to stir-fry, "pass me the eggplant."

"..." Su Zheng glanced at the small pot of chopped eggplants close at hand, pretending not to see it, and being indifferent.

"Are you really angry?" Qiao Ran's hand was hanging in the air, and he never got the eggplant he wanted.He took a look at the hot pot that had been filled with oil, turned the heat to the minimum, took the eggplant by himself, and looked into Su Zheng's eyes with a smug smile, shallow, which made people feel very comfortable.

"Otherwise?" Qiao Ran has always been tolerant of herself, but there must be a limit to everything.Su Zheng became interested for some reason, and wanted to see how far Qiao Ran could treat him.

"You know I don't mean that." Qiao Ran liked Su Zheng so much, he protected him since he was a child, and he had to keep Su Zheng in his line of sight wherever he went, so how could he think that Su Zheng was a fool.What I said just now was really just a joke, but I didn't expect that Su Zheng would inexplicably take it seriously and compete with himself.

"How do I know, what do you mean?!" Su Zheng had always been indifferent to others, but now he put on an aggressive posture. If it was not Qiao Ran, but someone else, he would probably have started pinching him long ago.But if it wasn't for Qiao Ran, Su Zheng probably wouldn't be so noisy.

"..." Qiao Ran was taken aback by Su Zheng's words, and took a few seconds to recover.Helpless, I had no choice but to put down the eggplant in my hand, took the initiative to take a step forward, stood in front of Su Zheng, reached out and pinched Su Zheng's Weiliang's ears, just like coaxing him when I was a child, "Hey, don't make trouble. I don't want to put your The house is ordered."

"!" A blush spread from his cheeks to the tips of Su Zheng's ears.Fortunately, Qiao Ran, who was worried that the bottom of the pot would be burnt through, didn't see it.Su Zheng didn't have an attack, after all, Qiao Ran was provoked by himself.Pursing her lips, there seemed to be a little bit left on her ears, the gentleness of Qiao Ran's fingertips.

"Come and eat." Qiao Ran cooked and served rice by himself. Steamed fish, chicken soup, roasted eggplant and fried vegetables were all put on the table, and two bowls of rice were filled. Everything was ready before he went to invite Su Zheng. The big Buddha is on the table for dinner.Su Zheng's dazed and dull appearance is rare in a thousand years.Qiao Ran didn't know where she saw a little cuteness, so she couldn't help it, so she stretched out her hand and pinched Su Zheng's ear as before.

"Ready?" There was a tingling feeling on the tip of the ear, and Su Zheng subconsciously avoided it.

"Wash your hands and eat." Su Zheng dodged more than once, and Qiao Ran was used to it.But the loneliness in my heart is hard to hide.

It is rare to have three dishes and one soup, including fish and meat, but in Qiao Ran's eyes, it is not as good as Su Zheng's bowl of overcooked noodles.And Su Zheng, who was sitting opposite him, was not much better than him.With a preoccupied appearance, even if the banquet is full of Han people, he doesn't know what to eat now.

"Today, are you going to the bar?" In Qiao Ran's impression, Su Zheng had been absent from work for many days.But to Shen Jia's surprise, he didn't make a phone call to bother her.

"No." After the meal, Su Zheng took over the job of washing the dishes.There is no reason for Qiao Ran, a sick patient, to cook and wash dishes.After washing the last dish and putting it in the cabinet, Su Zheng, who didn't know what to do, took a fancy to the coffee pot that he had used so many times among the many home appliances, "Do you want coffee?"

"it is good."