This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

The stove in the kitchen is equipped with a clever mechanism, which can drive the size of the flame with the powder of the fire stone.Rong Xuehuai taught Wen Zhe to wash the rice and steam the rice, turn on the stove and put the rice on the cauldron before thinking about today's dinner.

He was thinking about the recipe in his mind, but from the corner of his eye, he saw Wen Zhe looking at this place curiously and expectantly, his eyes were moist and lively, which reminded Rong Xuehuai of the group of newborn deer on Jushuang Peak.

Rong Xuehuai has not been close to people these years, except for a few old friends and dealing with affairs in the pavilion, she rarely interacts with the outside world, let alone accepting a cunning girl.He went to listen to the Mei Banquet this time originally as a random act, and it was even more unexpected that he took the initiative to intercept Wen Zhe. It must not be a few days before the gossip about Mr. Hanhuahua should be flying all over the sky in the gossip up.

Thinking of this, Rong Xuehuai smiled slightly.It's hard for them, it's been hundreds of years, and I finally have other rumors to tell besides cruel and bloodthirsty methods.

Back then, due to the stress response of some uncontrollable events, he didn't like to be approached by others. Not only did he politely refuse the courtesies of singers and prostitutes arranged by his master, he even refused to serve tea and water.Unexpectedly, the rumors that he didn't mention it came out based on false rumors, and he was still alive and well, which really made people laugh and cry.

Rong Xuehuai has a good temper, and after hearing this, she was very angry and funny for a while, so it's okay.Both righteous and demons are afraid of him, and Zhengdao mentioned that he often takes his words into consideration, be more elegant and respectful, the worst thing is to call him "a ten thousand year old virgin", but the number of people who have been lost by the demons in his hands over the years is unknown Fanji often scolded him viciously as "heavenly eunuch", this is the reason why the demon repaired the carriage that day and then uttered rude words.

Rong Xuehuai, who prepared the vegetables casually and took out the meat, suddenly noticed that Wen Zhe's eyes were salivating when he looked at the animal meat.

He stopped the kitchen knife in his hand with some hesitation: "You... haven't eaten meat for a long time?"

Wen Zhe nodded heavily, swallowed, and couldn't hide the desire for meat in his eyes.

The food and lodging for these mixed races was already pretty bad, and they were lowly servants, so it was common for them not to taste meat for a month.Not to mention that when there are a few bowls of meat during the festivals, they have to compete with each other.Wen Zhe's paternal lineage probably wasn't some kind of ferocious monster, so it was rare for him to be able to snatch it away.

He cast his eyes on Mr. Hanyu Hua with some expectation: Since we met, Mr. Hua has always been generous, and he has always been considerate and gentle to people of his status. If he said that he wanted to eat meat, he would not know Mr. Hua Will you cut a few more pieces?

Under Wen Zhe's expectant gaze, Rong Xuehuai's movements were obviously stuck for a moment, then he sighed softly, and raised his hand to put away most of the meat on the chopping board.

Wen Zhe: "..."

"Since I seldom ate meat before, now I can't eat too much at one time, or my stomach and intestines will be very uncomfortable." Rong Xuehuai explained softly to Wen Zhe, who also nodded, as if accepting the explanation.Only a pair of water-like eyes showed obvious disappointment, and she lowered her head listlessly, looking really cute and a little pitiful.

Rong Xuehuai: "..."

He sighed again.

Another rib was erected on the chopping board.Rong Xuehuai softly comforted Wen Zhe and said: "You can make soup. The ribs and lotus root soup will be made later, it doesn't matter if you drink some soup—the soup will be delicious."

Seeing Wen Zhe's eyes lit up again, Rong Xuehuai couldn't help laughing, and promised again: "After this period of time passes, you can get used to it, and I won't restrict your diet. You are still a child, you need to grow taller, so eat more." Good. I'd be happy if you eat more."

After finishing speaking, Rong Xuehuai secretly glanced at Wen Zhezhou's body, feeling a little dissatisfied in his heart: This child was born too thin.

He was touched by Wen Zhe's eyes, so he cut him off from Mr. Guanghua.Over the past few years, his old problem of not wanting to get close to others has mostly healed. Wearing white clothes and hats when he goes in and out is more out of habit than his old inner cleanliness.Therefore, whether to entrust Wen Zhe to Xie Li's care for the time being, it made no difference to him.

It's just that Wen Zhe's next move on the carriage made him a little concerned.

Rong Xuehuai has always been careful, and it is easy to tell that Wen Zhe's fear of sex is not out of fear of the unknown, but as if he knows what he will suffer. He has been subjected to some terrible and brutal treatment, so he fears and avoids it .

This child is only 17 years old, and he was only a student when he did not time travel.If he had suffered this kind of compulsory injury, it would really make Rong Xuehuai unable to let go.

Now that he has given Tingmei Pavilion Master some tenderness, there is a fate between them.Wen Zhe's behavior and appearance are only endearing, not annoying, even if this kind of fate is deepened, Rong Xuehuai will not object.

He looked at Wen Zhe's clear eyes, and thinking about the child's cautious attitude, he couldn't help but feel pity and distress, so he coaxed again softly: "In addition to the broth, you can also eat two slices of sauced beef for dinner. But no more. You can make chicken soup tomorrow, and it will be very delicious."

Wen Zhe nodded, with a very expectant smile on his face, he dawdled a little forward with his toes, and got closer to see how Mr. Han Ouhua handled the ingredients.Seeing that he was indeed not very hungry, Rong Xuehuai also slowed down and showed him the angle of cutting vegetables with less effort.

Although the distance between the two had only decreased a little, this was the first time Wen Zhe took the initiative to approach Mr. Hanyuhua this day.

He just... When he was coaxed by this man softly and kindly, he suddenly felt that he was not as scary as the rumors said.

How long does it take for a person who has been tortured and tortured to death to place his trust in a stranger with a bad reputation?

——It will take about half a year, but it may not be successful.

But what if that person has hardly felt any kindness and kindness in the 17 years of his life?

——Maybe it takes less than a day.

Not only because of the Nine Links, not only because of the chic courtyard, not only because of the current meal.Wen Zhe wasn't that toy, a mouthful of broth, he was just...

He felt a kind of warmth and sincerity, a tenderness and sincerity he had never felt in his 17 years.

For Wen Zhe, what kind of strange and frightening feeling was it that attracted him to approach him uncontrollably?It was as if something was slowly stuffed in his chest, it was painful and soft.

Rong Xuehuai's tenderness is like a vortex full of unknowns. Although Wen Zhe can't see the color clearly, nor can he see the way forward in the vortex, but there is an inexplicable suction pulling him, making him unable to restrain himself The other party leans on.

If you have to get to the bottom of it, then the attraction of holding on to him is probably out of the desire to be treated well, even if only once.

Mr. Han Luhua cleaned the ribs, cleaned his hands at the side, and turned his head to ask Wen Zhe: "Everything is boring?"

Wen Zhe shook his head quickly.

Jun Hanhua laughed, took out a small object wrapped in glutinous rice paper from his sleeve pocket, and said, "Open your mouth."

The little white thing was fed into Wen Zhe's mouth.

Wen Zhe sipped it, and the glutinous rice paper broke open.Sweet is sugar.

The chewing gum awakened from his taste buds, passed along the nerves, and meandered to the bottom of Wen Zhe's heart.

The cooked pork rib soup is full of fragrance, and the smell is like a small hook, which drills into the nose of a hungry person like it has eyes.The soup is as white as jade, fresh and delicious, and suitable for saltiness.The cut lotus root floats and sinks in the white porcelain soup bowl, and you can feel the hard, crunchy and refreshing taste enjoyment when you bite it lightly.

The dining table is full of shredded chicken tofu, stir-fried garlic moss, lettuce in oyster sauce, shrimps with fried egg, steamed buns with pumpkin puree... all kinds of dishes are on display, and most of them are vegetarian dishes in consideration of warming the stomach.

Rong Xuehuai pushed a pot of chilled red bayberry juice towards Wen Zhe, and when Wen Zhe filled it up, she raised her jade cup and said with a smile, "Today's meal, I have the right to wash you away. Life will probably be very different from what you have been used to, and you might as well treat this as a new beginning."

Wen Zhe lowered his eyelashes, nodded meekly, and followed Rong Xuehuai's actions, and drank the cup of sweet and sour bayberry juice.

At this time, he only thought that these words were Hua Jun's whim, and he didn't dare to take them seriously.It's just that every time he recalled this scene later, he would sigh with a smile, because it was indeed a new beginning.

In the future life, no one will beat him casually, scold him, or torture him casually.The person in front of him would smile at him, talk to him softly, patiently listen to all the silly words he said because of nervousness, and then implicitly point out a better way.

Wen Zhe didn't know at this time that Rong Xuehuai would become his salvation, his light, and his true love.This person will teach him self-esteem and self-confidence, love and be loved gently and subtly.

Of course, Wen Zhe at this moment is completely ignorant of everything in the future, he could not help but blushed a little embarrassedly when he saw Rong Xuehuai touching a plate of cold dishes with a narrow expression.

This dish of cold dish is the product that Mr. Hua asked him to try just now.How could his knife skills be compared to Rong Xuehuai's? Vegetables were cut in different thicknesses and lengths, which lacked in aesthetics; as for the taste, it was even more rough.It's enough to be embarrassing enough for this dish to be placed on the table.

Rong Xuehuai took a chopstick of cold dish and brought it to her mouth, chewed it twice, and said with a smile: "Don't be shy, you can do this for the first time, which is already very worthy of encouragement."

Wen Zhe shook his head, feeling that his face was burning even more.

She didn't eat or sleep, and Rong Xuehuai didn't say any jokes during the meal.Wen Zhe's ears turned red, and he just buried himself in the rice.

Not only because the food was too delicious, but also because he didn't know how to react other than eating, Wen Zhe ate this meal far more than his usual amount.Rong Xuehuai didn't cook much for each dish, and the two men basically finished their meal.

Rong Xuehuai put the cold dish on his side.When clearing the table, Wen Zhe accidentally took a second look at his failed work, only to find that the plate had been emptied.