Princess of Nongmen

Chapter 2854 Settle down here
Zhiyue drank two bowls of fish soup in a row, her stomach was not so empty, and her whole body felt warm.The muscle soreness from the previous day's fever also subsided.

After eating another piece of pancake, Zhiyue was basically full.She rubbed her belly and sat on the chair, watching Qing Mo eat slowly.

"I did it all." Qing Mo took a sip of the soup, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said softly.

"Ah?" Zhiyue looked at the simple but not crude food, and she could not close her mouth in surprise.

"I knew how to cook when I was a beggar outside. I just refined my skills in the past few years." Qing Mo said casually, and put another piece of vegetable in his mouth.

"It looks delicious." Zhiyue pursed her lips, but felt that her stomach couldn't put it down.The fish soup alone takes up a lot of space.

"If you think it's delicious..." Qing Mo stopped in the middle of speaking, lowered his head and gently poked the bottom of the bowl with his chopsticks, paused for a while before saying, "I'll make it for you every day."

"Okay." Zhiyue's eyes sparkled, she clenched her small hands into fists, and said loudly, "However, you have to teach me."

"You want to cook?" Qing Mo raised his head and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Of course." Zhiyue looked at the plate of golden pancakes on the left, then at the green stir-fried vegetables on the right, shook her head and said, "But you can teach me a few simple things. The simpler the better, such as roasted sweet potatoes, Grilled fish, grilled chicken or something."

"This is really simple." Qing Mo laughed twice, and said, "However, what I make is average. Because it doesn't need too many condiments, it can be eaten after it is cooked."

"That is to say, it's easier for you to get used to delicate food?" Zhiyue also laughed after hearing that. After a few "giggle" laughs, he said, "It's the first time I feel that the cook is so pretty when he's boasting."

"Well, I like to make things with sincerity and heart, especially food." After Qing Mo finished speaking, she lowered her eyelids again and didn't look at Zhiyue again.

But what he wants to say in his heart is: any sincere food is only made for you, you are the one I want to take care of most.

But it was too hypocritical, Qing Mo poked the bottom of the bowl twice, and finally bit the pancake and stopped talking.

It was quiet for a while, only the sound of Qing Mo occasionally poking the bottom of the bowl, or chewing lightly.

But the atmosphere was not awkward at all, as if the meal was extremely harmonious, and listening to it silently made people feel at ease.

Zhiyue slept for nearly two days, so she couldn't fall asleep for a while after eating.

Qing Mo accompanies her to stroll around the small farmhouse. Proper exercise can also get rid of the fatigue caused by the fever.

After walking around, Zhiyue found that this small village was not big, but every household was very clean and tidy.Judging from the fact that these houses are not too dilapidated, the living standards of the whole village should not be too bad.

Qing Mo explained: "This is the Gu family village, and the surname Gu is also a big family in the local area. The village chief's family has two generations of juren, all of whom have been officials. This is the ancestral family again, so naturally it has become richer."

This should be called "one person attains the Tao, chicken and dog ascend to heaven".As long as someone in the family becomes an official, it is more face-saving than a wealthy businessman.

Qing Mo said again: "This village does not reject outsiders, but the houses in the village are not cheap, and there are really not many people who can afford them and are willing to live long."

In other words, although outsiders are allowed here to buy houses, land, and settle down, they also spend more here than other places to buy a house, and there are definitely not many people who are really willing to come.

Zhiyue smiled and asked, "Then it's okay for us to stay here for a long time?"

"Of course." Qing Mo smiled and said, "Unless Master asks us to go back."

"Then stay. I don't want to go back now." Zhiyue finished speaking, looked up at the sky, said with a solemn tone, "Unless I think of a way to get blood ganoderma."

Qing Mo pressed Zhiyue's shoulder and said, "Master said to leave this matter to her. She won't let my aunt have trouble."

"I know that my mother will do it for Aunt Jinmei." Zhiyue nodded and said, "But there are some things that I must do."

But after saying this, Zhiyue suddenly frowned and smiled, "Why don't we celebrate the New Year here. Mother won't go back when she finds me."

"Alright." Qing Mo didn't object, nor did he persuade Zhiyue to go back.

Neither of them talked about the blood ganoderma any more, nor did they say what to do when they go back or stay, as if they had already decided to settle down here.

Day after day, the first snow of this winter fell in the blink of an eye.

Zhiyue stood by the window wrapped in her mended cloak, watching Qing Mo sweeping the snow in the yard with a big broom.

"Don't sweep over there, I'm going to step on the snow to play." Zhiyue shouted loudly, while dancing and gesticulating.

"Then can you sweep this side?" Qing Mo looked back, and pointed the path in front of and beside him with the broom in his hand.

"Okay, let's sweep it into a pile. It's also convenient to make a snowman." Zhiyue jumped up and down twice after speaking, probably because it was a bit cold with the window open.

Qing Mo said: "Close the window. I'll finish sweeping in a while, look at the brazier, don't let the fire go out, it's too cold."

"Okay." After Zhiyue finished speaking, she lowered the window, fastened it with a bolt to prevent it from being blown open by the wind, and then took a clip to pick up the charcoal and put it in the brazier.

There were still two sweet potatoes on the side of the brazier, and one side had already turned black.

Zhiyue quickly poked it with the tongs in her hand, turned the sweet potato over and continued to roast.

But after waiting for a while before Qing Mo came back, Zhiyue couldn't help opening the window again.She wanted to see how much Qing Mo had swept, and whether the snow on the ground was thick.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the window, a puff of snow foam flew over, covering Zhiyue's head and face.

But the room was hot, and the snow turned into tiny water droplets on the face, which was refreshing and cool.

"Such a heavy snow?" Zhiyue called out, only then did she see that Qing Mo was shoveling snow with a shovel, and the snow that hit her face was lifted up by the shovel.

And half a snowman has already been erected in front of the window, no, it can only be regarded as a snowdrift now.

"Is it cool?" Qing Mo smiled and patted the snowdrift twice with the shovel in his hand to compact it.

He knew that Zhiyue was not that delicate, and it didn't matter if the flying snow foam fluttered around her.

Zhiyue laughed, the "giggle" laughter was particularly crisp.Then she supported the window sill with one hand, picked up the cloak with the other, and jumped out of the window directly.

"It's nothing at all. It's just that you started building a snowman and didn't tell me." After speaking, Zhiyue directly picked up the snow and waved towards Qing Mo.

Qing Mo didn't dodge or dodge, Zhiyue's fistful of snow flew directly on his head, his hair turned white immediately, and snow hung on his long and thick eyelashes.

(End of this chapter)