Miss Mu and the Canary

The kitchen has to keep a coal stove for the fire every night, which is convenient for the two greedy cats.

Enduring bouts of back pain, Mu Xing first took Bai Yan to find a small pot to boil water, then dug out a small handful of shallots from the morning and fresh shrimp skins from the kitchen. Pack of noodles wrapped in dried lotus leaves.

She asked Mu Xing: "Aunt Li just made these noodles this afternoon. She said she was going to take them home, but she forgot. Should I still be able to eat them now?"

Mu Xing came over to take a look: "Fortunately, although it is live noodles, it is well preserved and can still be eaten. Well... how about we make dried shrimp and egg noodles?"

Although there are few people in the old house and not much food, there is no shortage of all kinds of dried and fresh goods, but Mu Xing's waist injury is still unhealed, so there is no shortage of food.Now that I am greedy for freshness, I can only use eggs and small shrimp skins to live a dry addiction.

Bai Yan had never cooked before, so naturally everything was under Mu Xing's command.

Mu Xing asked Bai Yan to find tongs to loosen the coal stove first, and when the original small fire turned up, he put a small iron pot on it and poured hot water.

"Wait until the water boils before serving the noodles. Now I'll cut out the ingredients first." Mu Xing said, washing the shallots and cabbage that he found and putting them on the cutting board.

Bai Yan hurried over: "I'll cut it."

Mu Xing glanced at her: "Can you use a knife?"

Bai Yan really didn't know how to use it, but she was worried about Mu Xing's back pain, so she said: "You can learn it, and it is no different from an eyebrow scraper and a pencil sharpener." She said and went to get the cutting board.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Mu Xing lifted the chopping board up to avoid Bai Yan's hand. She smiled and said, "According to what you said, you don't need to bother with the slaughterhouse for slaughtering cattle during the Chinese New Year. Just leave it to Bai Dashou." .”

Bai Yan couldn't reach the cutting board, seeing that she was such a big animal, she stomped her feet and said, "Be careful of your waist!"

Deliberately squeezing Bai Yan with her waist to push her past, Mu Xing said: "Go first, there are still knives here." Putting down the chopping board, she said again: "Your waist is not feeling well, and you just carried water. I'm just chopping vegetables, and you'll have to do other things in a while. The water over there is about to boil, so take a look."

Hearing what she said, Bai Yan's heart warmed up, so she stopped robbing.She walked back to the stove to watch over the water, watching Mu Xing skillfully chop vegetables.

With the sound of knives, evenly sized scallions rolled out from under the knife peak, and gradually piled up into a green hill.

After a pause, Mu Xing turned his head and raised his eyebrows to look at Bai Yan, and said triumphantly, "How about it, are you surprised by my saber technique?"

Bai Yan really didn't expect her to have such a knife skill, so she said, "Amazing, Chef Mu. I'm just dumbfounded. Do you want to give you a round of applause?"

Mu Xing raised his chin, with a reserved look: "Thank you, Miss Bai praised me a lot, my knife skills are only average, at most the level of a chef."

Bai Yan smiled and said, "That's enough, I really owe this look."

Taking the cabbage, Mu Xing cut it and said, "My knife skills are really good. When I was in school, my classmates and I got tired of eating in restaurants, so I cooked in the house at that time. Every time I cook hot pot, it's me The one in charge of cutting vegetables. You won’t be able to see it today, I’m amazing at cutting veal…”

Hearing her bragging, Bai Yan couldn't help asking: "But there are so many chefs in Muyuan, so you can't let the young lady do the cooking, right? How do you practice knife skills?"

Mu Xingdao: "I learned it from my aunt at the beginning. My aunt is very particular about food. Not only does she like to eat, but she also likes to cook. I was lucky at that time. Later, when she was lazy, she let me Give her a hand, and I will learn a little at that time."

Putting the vegetables into a bowl, she turned her head and glanced at Bai Yan: "As for knife skills, I actually practiced cutting specimens and boiling bones in medical school..."

Before she finished speaking, Bai Yan immediately covered her face and mouth: "Stop talking!"

Mu Xing laughed.

Cut up the side dishes and boil the water here.Estimating the amount, Bai Yan put a handful of noodles in.

Mu Xing was washing his hands aside, seeing her nervously waiting for the soup pot, he couldn't help laughing.After washing his hands, he brought a pair of long chopsticks to Bai Yan: "Don't stare like that, you'll be too scared for the noodles to float up, we have to wait until tomorrow morning. Stir with chopsticks to make it not stick to the pan."

Bai Yan immediately took the chopsticks and started stirring.

After preparing the cold water for rinsing the noodles, Mu Xing looked for oil and a pan to prepare fried eggs, and said, "Unfortunately, I have a good cooking skill, and I don't usually have the time to show off."

Bai Yan said: "That's a good relationship. Is it considered that I earned a cook home for nothing? From now on, we don't need to hire a cook at home, so we can save money."

She said it casually, but Mu Xing paused, and suddenly said: "Shu Wan, do you want a home?"

Bai Yan's heart skipped a beat, she was stirring the noodles in her hand, she didn't understand the meaning of Mu Xing's words for a moment.

She said slowly, "Of course I want to."

Mu Xing came over and hugged her from behind: "What kind of home do you want?" As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to rub Bai Yan's sore waist.

The steam from the soup pot was dense, rising on the overlapping bodies of the two people, tainted with smoke and fire.

Bai Yan stirred the noodles, thought for a while, and said, "Just talk about the house? I think, the house doesn't need to be too big, two bedrooms and one living room are enough."

"Speaking of which, I've always wanted to live in an apartment with an elevator like in Shanghai. The small courtyard is too noisy and humid. It's best to be on the third floor, so that walking up the stairs occasionally won't be tiring, and it's also safe."

She scooped up the noodles and rinsed them in cold water, put the small pot prepared by Mu Xing on the stove, and poured oil.

Mu Xing asked: "What else is there, what kind of decoration is it like?"

Ben was just casually chatting, so Bai Yan followed her and said, "Well... How about the beige wallpaper on the wall? It goes with light gray floor tiles. Wenjiang has a good climate, and the wallpaper is not afraid of the tide. How often do you think it looks ugly? Yes, it’s easy to change.”

Mu Xing nodded: "Very good, you can put wallpaper in the bedroom and paint the living room. Actually, I have always liked grass green sofas."

"A grass-green sofa? Then it can be matched with a light-colored coffee table. I'm really tired of looking at those yellow pears and mahogany."

The two had a serious discussion about the furniture, and at the end, Bai Yan said with a smile: "Speaking so seriously, it seems that there is really such a place to decorate."

Just as Mu Xing was about to speak, Bai Yan poured the beaten egg into the smoking pot.Unexpectedly, the oil pan was too hot, and when it encountered egg liquid, it immediately exploded, crackling and splashing oil.

Bai Yan was caught off guard and screamed in fright.

Thinking that she was scalded by the oil, Mu Xing immediately reached out and threw the pot away, pulled Bai Yan back several meters, and asked her repeatedly if she was burned: "How is it? Where is the burn?"

Bai Yan was in shock, and she didn't know if she was hot enough.After confirming that they were not burned, the two looked at the pot lying on the ground and the broken eggs on the floor.

Mu Xing said angrily: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have talked to you."

Bai Yan comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay, just fry another one."

Another bowl of eggs was beaten, Mu Xing didn't dare to gossip this time, he demonstrated it to Bai Yan, and fried a pot of fluffy and fragrant eggs himself.

After frying the eggs, add dried shrimps and Chinese cabbage and stir-fry until fragrant, add hot soup, and put in cold water to make the noodles more firm.Boil for 1 minute, put it in a bowl, sprinkle with green shallots, and two bowls of egg and shrimp noodles are complete.

Too lazy to move into the dining room, the two just sat in the kitchen and ate noodles.Holding the delicious noodles, Mu Xing almost shed tears: "I finally don't have to eat porridge anymore."

Hearing what she said was pitiful, Bai Yan said: "Tomorrow, I will go to the market with Aunt Li and see what fresh products you can eat."

Mu Xing nodded fiercely: "Okay!"

After eating the noodles, the two of them fetched water and washed up. Bai Yan planned to go back to their respective rooms, but Mu Xing didn't want to let go of her.

Bai Yan pushed her: "Don't make trouble, go back quickly. Just now, Fu Guang has noticed that if the trouble continues now, everyone will know what it will be like tomorrow."

However, Mu Xing just didn't let go, and the two entered Bai Yan's room in a tumultuous manner.

Mu Xing hugged Bai Yan and twisted: "What are you afraid of, just treat them as a vaccination." Then he said coquettishly, "I just want to hug you, are you willing to let me go?"

Bai Yan was also reluctant in her heart, but her emotions quickly defeated her wit, so she let Mu Xing lie down on the bed.

The night was dark, and after tossing and tossing for most of the night, the two of them had already become sleepy, lying on the bed for a while, and then fell asleep hugging each other.

After a good night's sleep, when Bai Yan woke up the next day, there was nothing around her, and Mu Xing was no longer in the room.

... It's good to go, so as not to let them see it.

Yawning sleepily, she rolled over and lay down on Mu Xing's sleeping side.Rubbing his head under the quilt, the breath belonging to Mu Xing rushed into the tip of his nose, making people nostalgic.

Turning over again, Bai Yan lay down on the edge of the bed, with half of her snow-white arms exposed outside the brocade quilt, feeling the coolness of the morning.The curly hair scattered around, scratching the smooth back slightly, like... Mu Xing's kiss last night.

Outside the green gauze tent, the bright sunlight hits the ground through the carvings on the doors and windows, twisting out mottled patterns.

Someone outside the house was talking softly, walking around briskly, and birds were chirping.Farther away, she seemed to be able to hear the mountains moving and the water turning, and the oars breaking the calm water surface, awakening Ye He.A small boat with a white canopy sends away the wanderers and welcomes the returnees...

Quietly looking at the dust flying under the sun, Bai Yan lay on the bed, not thinking about anything, not needing to think about anything.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and when she looked up, Mu Xing had pushed the door open and walked in.

"Are you awake? I asked Aunt Li to make wonton noodles. It's tasteless to eat alone. I wanted to carry it to wake you up." Mu Xing walked outside with a smile and put down the plate.

Looking at the two steaming porcelain bowls on the dinner plate, Bai Yan also stood up and laughed: "It was only the body that woke up, but now the soul has also woken up." She sat up, and the brocade quilt slipped off her body, Half of the suspenders fell down, and under the rose pink suspender skirt, the scenery was beautiful.

Mu Xingyuan was still sitting in the outer room, seeing this, he couldn't help but walked over.Bai Yan had already put on her outer skirt, so she stretched out her arms to hug her from behind, and stretched out her hands to button the buttons for her.

The pan buckle winds down from the neck, like a mountain road circling, and goes straight to the green hills.The dexterous fingers fell from the clouds like a green snake, grabbing the spiritual fruit in the mountain.

Bai Yan raised her head slightly, leaned on Mu Xing's shoulder, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Another day of floating life...