And this action also called Bai Mingwei discovering his abnormality.

Bai Ming trembled slightly with long eyelashes, then covered the white silk on his eyes, tied a beautiful knot, and then took his hand back.

Bai Ming turned around slightly, scooped a scoop of hot water from the pot, and poured it on the scorpion grass.

The pointed thorns were quickly softened under the erosion of hot water, and the poisons that would hurt people also lost their original toxicity.

Bai Mingwei reached out to fish it out. The scorpion grass no longer stung her. Instead, the misty water vapor made her cheeks a little hot.

Feng Qingchen was stunned for a moment and smiled high.

He walked to the table and continued to knead the dough.

Or in order to cover up the edges and corners in his heart, Bai Ming opened his mouth slightly to break the silence: "It is said that a gentleman stays away from the kitchen, and you are quite good at cooking."

Feng Qingchen's smile never fell, and he said, "My father and my mother are very loving, and my father is the only one in his life."

"Even if the turmoil in the court and internal and external troubles, he would take time to cook for my mother in his busy schedule, and then our family would surround the table and eat the food made by his father."

"My father also told us brothers that we must learn eighteen martial arts so that we can take good care of our wife and children in the future."

After a moment of pause, Feng Qingchen continued:

"My father would take my mother out to relax every year, sometimes he would try food from other places, and sometimes he would live in the bamboo house in Shanju for a while."

"Later, the country was destroyed, and everyone called my mother a hero who was in trouble with the country. It was me who made my father so lustful and gave up the foundation of his ancestors."

"Maybe my father is not a good king, but he is indeed a good husband and a good father. I listen to him very much and learn everything. Isn't it just used it now?"

Bai Mingwei listened silently and finally told him: "According to the situation at that time, even if your father didn't pamper your mother so much, he wouldn't be able to save that country full of holes."

Feng Qingchen nodded: "I know, when I sat in that position, I knew that the foundation of our ancestors was not destroyed by his father's pampering his mother, but the accumulated problems were deeply rooted and hopeless."

"No matter how the world thinks, my father's kindness to his mother and his love to him are all the lights of my later life."

"I never blamed my mother for the loss of my country for a moment, but recalled those warm memories and passed through the most difficult days."

"So I kept telling myself that if I met my beloved woman, I must be like my father, and be..."

After saying that, Feng Qingchen let go of the kneaded dough and looked back at Bai Mingwei's direction: "Guess what kind of person I want to be?"

Bai Mingwei controlled the water of the scorpion grass and replied casually: "Man?"

Feng Qingchen wiped his hands and said as she said: "Yes, be a good man."

Bai Mingwei did not respond, but she understood what Feng Qingchen wanted to express.

For some reason, what Feng Qingchen said to her became more and more obscure, from the initial bluntness to the current gentleness.

She didn't know the reason for this change. Perhaps Feng Qingchen was worried that she was embarrassed, or perhaps for some other reason. In short, many things have changed.

Bai Mingwei put his hands on the kneaded dough, and the soft touch of the dough came from the palm of his hand, as if his heart was warm.

She said, "Today is New Year's Eve. Is it really okay if you are not at home?"

Feng Qingchen didn't care: "It's just my hometown, not my home."

Bai Ming opened his mouth slightly: "I mean..."

Feng Qingchen interrupted her: "Did I give you the burden? So if you want to rush me back, I have avoided it as much as possible. I am afraid that you will feel embarrassed or embarrassed you. I have already..."

"Or, I'm by your side, it's a burden for you?"

Bai Mingwei asked to explain, but Feng Qingchen grabbed the front again: "I don't want to emphasize again and again that all this is voluntary and has nothing to do with you."

He did not force any reward, he just wanted to stay with the person he liked. Even if he was just staying, even if he could only give, he was willing and willing to accept it.

Bai Mingwei said: "I just think this is unfair to you."

She thought about this for a long time, but she couldn't always pretend to be stupid while enjoying Feng Qingchen's efforts with peace of mind.

Rejecting other people's feelings but not their goodness is itself a kind of greed and immoral.

She didn't want Feng Qingchen to be let down for the deep love, and she didn't want Feng Qingchen to give too much and get nothing in the end.

Feng Qingchen turned his back to Bai Mingwei, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down: "Isn't it a cruel thing to tell me to leave?"

He knew that in the little girl's heart, the love between children would not be the first, so he was willing to wait until he could not wait any longer.

He thought that after saying this once, he had already made it tacit.

Just stay by the little girl and keep her alone.

But I didn't expect that I couldn't even accompany me?

Bai Ming looked at him slightly and saw a flash of sadness on his face. He felt that the New Year's Day shouldn't say this. He was about to comfort him, but Feng Qingchen had already said, "Come here, I'll teach you how to pull noodles."

Seeing that Feng Qingchen had put down the previous topic in advance, he took the donkey downhill and walked over.

Feng Qingchen put the dough in her hands: "Longevity noodles are to pay attention to the word 'long', so the dough must be stretched out a long noodles at the end."

Bai Mingwei looked at the dough and felt a little troubled: "Is it only one of these big doughs?"

Feng Qingchen said: "This is simple. You can hold the noodles first and I will tell you the strength you need when stretching the noodles."

Bai Ming stretched the dough as he said slightly.

However, after stretching several times, the noodles would break due to uneven stress, so she had to knead the noodles back and stretch them again.

Feng Qingchen held her hand. Just as she was about to break free, a low voice sounded in her ears: "It's getting late, don't waste time, be careful that Chuanyi is hungry."

Bai Mingwei did not refuse, and let Feng Qingchen hold her hand, stretched the dough bit by bit, and made a long noodle.

The two were close at hand, but they kept a distance that was not uncomfortable.

It's strange that her hands, who can play music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and sword dance, cannot turn the dough into dough no matter what, but with the help of Feng Qingchen, no matter how ugly the lump is, it can still look good.

The same hands are, but there is such a big gap.

Bai Mingwei had already formed when she saw that the face was formed. She stopped and Feng Qingchen let her go. Almost at the same time as the face was ready, she had already let go.

The movements are so fast that they are almost careful.

Be more careful than before.

Seeing this, Bai Mingwei finally spoke up and said the words he had turned around in his stomach countless times: "I didn't mean to say something that made you unhappy on the day I should have been happy."

Feng Qingchen bent down and added a few pieces of fire to the stove, and the fire burned even more vigorously.

The boiling water rolled violently in the pot steamed with hot air, blurring the smile that returned on his face.
Chapter completed!