At the end of the discussion, everyone left each.

Bai Mingwei stopped Feng Qingchen: "Wind and light dust, wait for a while."

Feng Qingchen turned back: "Hmm? You call Jiang Ci and Wei Xiao, who are both Brother Wei, Brother Jiang, so kind, how can you come to me, just be in this way? Would you like to listen?"

Bai Mingwei ignored his words, just asked: "I'm hungry, I will cook brown sugar eggs, do I want to eat?"

The episodes that happen to be talented, named Bai Ming, a little guilty.

For a long time, it has been given by the wind and dust unconditional. She resigned to Jiang, and she would make a different kind of thousand characters for Wei Xiao to stay up late, but she never gave the wind light dust.

Even if the wind and dust are not needed, she feels improperly dealt with it.

So she thought, she should do something for the wind and dust.

Even if it is a tiny thing to cook the eggs for Feng Qingchen, it is a piece of heart that she wants to return.

The corner of the wind and light dust raised: "Hungry, think about."

A little sugar -hearted egg, so he was so happy and satisfied.

Seeing the wind and dust, Bai Ming looked at the wind and dust, and felt more and more guilty.

Finally, she came to the kitchen with Feng Qingchen.

The fire in the stove was not extinguished. Bai Mingwei put a few charcoal in the red mud furnace, and then put the burnt charcoal and put it in the ignition.

Then, then

While doing it, Bai Mingwei said: "Brown sugar eggs are a precious memory between me and my father. Because of the death of my father, my father always felt that I didn't know how to face me, so I didn't get along much with him."

"But basically every time I get sick and get sick, he will cook a bowl of brown sugar eggs for me. When I get sick, there is no taste in my mouth. The sweetness of brown sugar can flood the egg flavor in my mouth."

"Later, my brother told me that my father's brown sugar egg was taught by my mother, so I learned to do it with the kitchen of Guanli, thinking that my father was so concerned about everything related to my mother. If I would do it, would my father more

Close to me? "

"Once my father was sick, I made a bowl of brown sugar eggs and brought him in front of him.

"Brown sugar eggs, probably something that can connect me with my father and my mother, which is also what I can really feel about my father's love."

Feng Qingchen really listened. At the end of him, he said, "This should also be my favorite food, not only because it comes from your hand, but also because of the sweetness of brown sugar, it can disperse the sour taste in this heart."

Bai Mingwei did not answer, sitting beside the small stove, and gently stirred the fire in the stove with a fan.

The darkness and cold winds came from all directions, but they were dispersed by a candlelight.

The sound of the water was boiling, and a ray of white vapor was faintly floating in the small jar.

Bai Mingwei takes brown sugar and put it in, stir it gently with a wooden spoon, and wait for the brown sugar water to boil again.

She said: "I should have known your identity long ago. Your mother is a daughter of Feng family, and you happen to be able to confront the West Chu regent king. After a long time, I confirmed it."

In this uninhabited kitchen, the sound of water in the small furnace is clearly heard.

Feng Qingchen was silent for a long time, and asked, "So, this is why you have always insisted on calling me name, not Brother Feng, Brother Qingchen?"

Bai Mingwei has become accustomed to this tone, and she is not annoyed to hear the words: "You use the name of light and dust, probably want to be a different self, aside those past, and seriously welcome the future life."

"I naturally respect your attitude. It is not because your name is not because of disrespect, but you want to remind you over and over again. You can come out of those pasts."

The wind and dust were silent for a while, spit out a few words: "Play, quibble."

Brown sugar water has boiled, exuding a faint sweetness.

Bai Mingwei wraps a small jar with a salamander, put brown sugar water aside, cover with a lid.

Then, she took a small can, put some water in the jar, and put the cut red dates in the water, and a few wolfberry.

She incited the fan, raised her eyes and said, "I didn't play, nor did I not quibble, I couldn't call your real name, right?"

Xiaobai Mink curled up on the windy and dusty legs, sleeping sweetly.

The candlelight beating, the shallow reflection on the shirt of a snow shop.

He rubbed the head of Xiaobai Mink: "It's not good, the name is not good."

Yes, he doesn't like his name.

Xiao Chongyuan.

Chongyuan, when I heard people think of that dark, depressed extremely deep.

It looks like his fate after he is ten years old.

At the bottom of the abyss that did not see the sun, the monster was also bred.

He doesn't like this name, and he doesn't like his cruelty.

Bai Mingxie thought: "Zhuangzi · Lie Yukou said,‘ the pearl of thousands of money must be in the first of the nine heavys ’. I think that behind that name is your parents cherishes you."

Feng Qingchen showed a faint smile, and the smile was sad in the smile: "They are gone, this meaning is gone."

Bai Mingwei did not speak immediately, took the eggs in the bamboo cricket, knocked it gently, poured the eggs into a small jar.

She used a fan to stir fire, and the eggs in the jar rolled with boiling water.

When the time was almost the same, she put down the fan, and the water in the small jar rolled slowly.

In the end, she said: "I still believe that my parents' love for me has been continued."

Feng Qingchen's head: "I also believe, but I don't want to think of it."

Think of heartache once, this mood Bai Mingwei can understand.

The eggs were cooked. She poured brown sugar water into the bowl, and then pumped the eggs with a spoon and put it in brown sugar water.

Then put the brown sugar eggs on the table: "Cook it, taste the sweetness."

Feng Qingchen asked: "Aren't you hungry?

Bai Mingwei said: "Don't be hungry, you eat."

Feng Qingchen picked up the spoon and chopsticks and ate it seriously. When the three eggs were sent to the entrance, he drank a few sips of sweet sugar water. Finally, he put down the bowl with satisfaction.

"Eggs are sweet, sugar water is sweet, so the mouth is not bitter, and my heart is not sour."

Bai Mingwei did not answer, picked up the bowl on the table to wash.

When she cleaned the bowl, she sat back and baked her hands.

Feng Qingchen said: "It's set off if the sky is not bright, you go back to rest earlier."

Bai Ming nodded: "Okay, give you and Brother Wei, I rest assured."

The wind and dust took a shovel wood ash with a shovel to cover the charcoal fire in the stove.

The two never spoke again, and they didn't even say goodbye.

It wasn't until the yard returned to the yard that Feng Qingchen stopped her: "Little girl."

Bai Mingwei turned back: "What's the matter?"

Feng Qingchen told her: "If you need me to help, don't be polite."

Bai Mingwei said, "You're already helping me."

Feng Qingchen: "To protect yourself."
Chapter completed!