Full Sugar No Ice

Chapter 13 Jasmine Milk Green ([-])

Tang Xiaobing returned to the room and did not come out for a long time.

Teng Yi put the steaming casserole on the tea table, and looked towards the closed door on the left.

He hesitated for a moment, then limped forward and knocked on the door.

After a while, a muffled and hoarse voice came from inside, "Here we come."

He retracted his fingers, and his arms dropped.

Just about to turn around and walk away, when he heard the door knock, he raised his eyelids and saw Tang Xiaobing standing blankly at the door holding the doorknob.

There was a light source shining on her face from behind, which made her eyes and nose look extra red, her eyelids were swollen, and there was a distinct dry line on her lips.

The eyes of the two met, and she immediately lowered her head, biting her lower lip with white rice-like white teeth. The dry lines on the skin of her lips couldn't bear such rubbing and pressure, and a thick blood color appeared within a few strokes.

Teng Yi couldn't help frowning.

Looking at the person in front of him, his steel-hard heart seemed to have been opened a shallow gap by the dazzling blood.

"It's time to eat." As soon as he turned around, he felt a chill in his palm, and his body froze instantly as if a switch had been pressed.

He turned his head slowly, moved his eyes down, and stared at the pair of small hands that wrapped his right hand.

Her hands are really small.

The nails were cut bald as before, but at this moment due to the force, the fingertips turned white, and the muscles on the back of the hand were tense and arched stiffly.

As if she was afraid that he would throw her away immediately, or hear some unbearable words from him, she held his hand tightly, her shoulders trembled slightly, and her voice trembled, "Teng Yi... all these years you..."

"I'm fine!" Teng Yi seemed to know what she was going to ask, and interrupted her almost roughly. He tried to shake off her hand, but she held it tighter.

The muscles in Teng Yi's arms were tangled into lumps. He turned cold and said bluntly, "What are you doing, Tang Xiaobing! Are you playing tricks?"

The deep and hoarse voice echoed in the room, both the speaker and the listener were stunned.

How long has it been.

It was so long that both of them almost forgot the scene of the boy who was teased by the girl and sighed helplessly, pampering her hair and scolding her softly.

Tang Xiaobing, are you playing tricks!
Tang Xiaobing, I'm going to deal with you!
Tang Xiaobing lowered her head, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the mist rose, but her hands clenched even tighter.

Teng Yi was smiling, but his eyes were still cold, "Do you think I'm still the stupid Teng Yi back then, and you can bully me?"

"I didn't." Tang Xiaobing raised her face suddenly, her eyes were flushed, "I didn't bully you..."

He stood in front of her, his tall body enveloping her, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

She didn't avoid his gaze this time, but held his hand persistently, and leaned towards him a little bit. In those extremely deep brown pupils, she saw her own face, so pale and full of regret. A face, but the eyes are burning with an unusually dazzling light.

She let go of her hands suddenly, passed through his waist on both sides, and hugged his back tightly.

Teng Yi's body was as stiff as iron, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and his fingers clenched together instinctively, but he didn't push her away immediately, but let her hug him in such an impolite way.

His hand was raised in the air, but he couldn't let it fall.

"I...want to hug you...I just want...to hug you like this..." The sobs in his arms were suppressed, and his chest was stained with moisture, and waves, waves, scalded him like a sea tide That broken heart...

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For lunch, two dishes and one soup, during the epidemic, it can be regarded as extremely rich.

The dishes are all Tang Xiaobing's favourites, shredded pork with chili, vegetable salad, and... her favorite crucian carp stewed tofu soup.

The casserole was boiling hot, and the tender and smooth tofu melted in her mouth. She took a sip of the milky white fish soup, and the delicious taste swirled in her mouth, dancing and singing all the way to her stomach.

She still couldn't help squinting her eyes.

The fireworks in the world touch the hearts of mortals.

Behind every meal and vegetable is the heart and treasure of the cook. These steaming porridge and rice can not only accompany a person's life, but also heal and relieve a person's inner pain where words cannot reach. And helpless.

Not just her.

Including him.

Slowly, everyone will be healed and forgiven...

"You cook delicious food, did you know how to do it before?" She offered to ask.

Teng Yi looked at her and hummed slightly.

He used to be very good at cooking, but he didn't have time to show it to her, so...

"Then you are pretty good." She praised sincerely.

His eyebrows are raised.

"Where did this fish come from?" She remembered Aunt Sun saying that she couldn't buy fresh fish.

"Aunt Sun gave it. It's not live fish, it's frozen fish from her house, and the tofu is also in stock at her house." After what happened just now, Teng Yi seemed to talk more.

She nodded, rubbed her red nose, and said gratefully: "Next time I see Aunt Sun, I will thank her very much."

Teng Yi didn't speak, but pushed the casserole towards her.

She glanced at him, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Don't think she can't see it, this meal is specially prepared for her by him, it's all her favorite dishes, and this crucian carp tofu soup, she has been drinking it since she was a child, no matter how much she eats, she will never get tired of it.

Sichuan food was spicy, and she was sweating after eating it. Teng Yi got up, walked to the door, and turned down the ceiling fan.Immediately, the old faded fan blades buzzed and spun faster, gusts of cool wind poured from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, like drinking ice under the scorching sun, which made the whole body comfortable.

"This salad dish is delicious, very crispy, try it." Tang Xiaobing saw that he was always picking rice grains in the bowl, so he took a dish at hand and put it in his bowl.

"Phoenix tail with sesame sauce."

"What?" She didn't hear clearly, she rubbed against him, and asked again: "What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."

Pointing to the green vegetable leaves in the bowl, he said, "Phoenix tail with sesame sauce, not a salad."

"Sesame sauce... Fengwei? Youmai... This is lettuce... Do you call it Fengwei? Why?" She kept asking like a curious baby.

"It's just a shape," he explained.

Sesame sauce phoenix tail is one of the representative dishes of sesame sauce flavor, one of the twenty flavors of Sichuan cuisine.The phoenix tail in sesame sauce refers to the lettuce that is common in four seasons in life.This dish may seem simple, but it is actually a test of the skill of the cook.

The lettuce should be selected from the most crisp and tender part of the dish, and it should be chilled quickly with ice cubes before serving to increase the crispness.Erba sauce should be used for sesame paste. Erba sauce refers to the ratio of sesame paste, [-]% sesame, [-]% peanut, commonly known as Erba sauce.After adding a certain amount of condiments to the sauce, it must be mixed well. He knows her dietary preferences, so a spoonful of red oil is specially added to the sauce.

She nodded slowly, "Oh, that's right. However, the name of this dish is quite nice, sesame sauce phoenix tail, phoenix tail..."

Seeing him pick up lettuce and put it into his mouth to chew, Tang Xiaobing tilted his head, looked at him, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth, "Teng Yi, is this phoenix tail difficult to make?"

He shook his head.

"Then can you teach me? I want to learn too, and I will give it to my mother when I go back..."

She stopped suddenly, opened her mouth slightly, and her face flushed red.

I said it out of the mouth, but it was too late to regret it.

Both of them fell silent, only the ceiling fan above their heads was humming and spinning.

After eating silently, Tang Xiaobing helped Teng Yi clean up the dishes. She glanced at him and said softly, "I want to transfer some money to you. You can add my WeChat account."

She has a deposit, not a small amount, which was left to her by her grandparents when they passed away.At that time, the uncle and uncle sought her out several times because of the money, threatening her to sue in court if she didn't hand over the money. She also had a bit of a temper.Maybe the uncles said it well, if they don’t force her like this, she might still care about the blood relationship and let them go once, but they are like mad dogs, not only swearing, threatening, and even insulting the underage niece Her deceased biological mother, their biological sister.In order not to cause trouble to Xie Wanqing who was already pregnant, she fought alone and stubbornly against her uncles for a long time, until she couldn't hold on anymore, then Xie Wanqing saw the clue, and Xie Wanqing personally came forward to help her take care of this troublesome matter, The money naturally belongs to her, but she also cut off contact with her uncles.

For her, the amount of money was too large and it was a burden.Later, she handed over the money to Xie Wanqing for safekeeping, because she has a fixed monthly pocket money and secretly works as a "little black worker". She is not poor.

"No." Teng Yi's answer was always so concise.

"No, Teng Yi. I've already troubled you enough to live with you. How can I still spend your money?" She was anxious.

Teng Yi added her on WeChat, but confiscated the money she transferred.The eye-catching transfer red envelope was unclaimed on the page, and it looked a little pitiful.

Teng Yi's WeChat name is his real name, and she zoomed in on his avatar, which is a fighter jet flying in the blue sky and white clouds.

That handsome and hard-core fighter plane was once Teng Yi's heart, and it was the torch that ignited the light in his eyes. When he was young, he once described to her the beautiful vision of the future with pride. In that beautiful picture, there are Country, home, and her...

She lowered her eyes and gently stroked Teng Yi's head with her fingers, "I knew it, you are still you, you have never changed."

(End of this chapter)