Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 276 Ah Nuan is the greatest luck in my life (1)
Dong Nuan Gu said softly, "Sit and wash in the kitchen, lest you have an excuse to say your shoes are dirty after washing in the yard."

Si Jixia didn't speak, but looked at Dong Nuan's shoulders tilted because he was carrying the heavy bucket, feeling sad and heavy.

After entering the kitchen, Dongnuan put down the bucket and pressed Si Jixia's shoulder to let him sit on the low stool. Then he began to add some cold water to the wooden basin filled with hot water. but Si Jixia moved his foot away and said, "Ah Nuan, I'll do it myself."

Dong Nuan was not stubborn, so he just stood up and moved the barrel aside, and then continued to make dumpling fillings.

Si Jixia sat on a low stool, looking at his own reflection in the water in the wooden basin in front of him, then wiped off his shoes and socks, soaked his feet in the wooden basin, and rubbed his feet earnestly over and over again. Feet, I'm afraid that something is not clean.

He washed for a long time, until the water temperature became cold, and Dongnuan told him not to wash anymore, then he raised his feet and wiped the water from his feet on his trouser legs. At this time, Dongnuan moved the wooden basin away , moved the chopping board in front of him.

Si Jixia hesitated for a moment before reaching out to grab the handle of the kitchen knife, and without looking at Dong Nuangu, he began to cut pieces of meat on the cutting board.

He cuts very quickly and evenly, so compared to cutting by hand, there is a huge difference. It can be seen that he has done this kind of thing many times, and he is already very proficient.

Dong Nuan stopped looking at him, but went to wake up the dough.

After Si Jixia chopped the pork, he just raised his head when Dong Nuan put a dustpan sprinkled with flour in front of him, and he was startled.

Dong Nuangu took the cutting board away and said, "I didn't find a suitable board, so I replaced it with a dustpan. Ping An, you roll the dumpling wrappers, and I will make them. But I don't know how to do it. I still need you to teach me."

When Dong Nuangu was talking, she was moving all the ingredients on the table to the ground, and placed them next to Si Jixia, while she squatted on the other side of his body, and pulled the dough that had been kneaded into strips into a small piece. A small section was put in the dustpan, and after three sections, she found that she didn't have a rolling pin, so she stood up and looked for it, "I forgot to take a rolling pin, safe, do you have it in the kitchen?"

When Si Jixia looked up at Dong Nuan Gu, he was slightly taken aback, then slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and smiled slightly: "Yes, it's in the bottom left corner of the cabinet."

"I'll get it." When Dong Nuan Gu brought the rolling pin over, he found that Si Jixia was staring at her fixedly, his eyes were full of softness. Dong Nuan Gu was rarely looked at by Si Jixia like this, and he felt a little uncomfortable, avoiding his sight , put the rolling pin in the dustpan, squatted down beside him again and said, "Silly wood, what are you looking at, rolling out the dough."

"A Nuan." Si Jixia called Dong Nuan in a soft voice, and then she raised her eyes to look at him again, "Huh?"

Just when Dong Nuan Gu looked up at Si Ji Xia, he suddenly moved closer to her, and gently rubbed his cheek on her left cheek. It was so hot, it was instantly stained with a faint crimson color, and she was stunned.

"Flour is on Ah Nuan's face." Si Jixia lightly rubbed Dong Nuan's cheeks with his cheeks before shifting his body for a while, his voice was as soft as the softest and gentle spring rain, even if his cheeks were away from Dong Nuan His eyes still stayed on her face, as if he was reluctant to look away.

It seems that Dongnuan at this moment is like a child who doesn't know how to take care of himself in his eyes.

He wanted to help her wipe off the flour on her cheeks, but he couldn't raise his hand, the only way he could use was this.

Dong Nuangu's cheeks were blushing tight at the moment, and every time Si Jixia took the initiative, she would feel nervous and... ashamed, so she pushed Si Jixia's leg, lowered her head and said anxiously: "Silly wood , Quickly roll out the dough."

"Okay." The answer to Dong Nuan's story was always Si Jixia's promise, not her rejection, just like he would never refuse any of her requests.

And the truth is true, he will never refuse any of her requests, even if what she wants is his life, he will not hesitate.

The only time he rejected her, perhaps in his life, was the time when he couldn't hug her just now.

Si Jixia still rolled out the dough with his feet, so Dongnuan made dumplings beside him, Si Jixia didn't want her to let her squat like this, and said he wanted to give her the low stool he was sitting on, so Dongnuan ignored it He, however, felt that Si Jixia's heart would be distressed, so he pulled a bench and sat down on it, and Si Jixia didn't say anything else.

"In the future, we need to prepare two low stools in the kitchen." This is what Dong Nuan said, and Si Jixia naturally said "Yes".

The lights brought their figures together, as if their way of getting along had been like this for a long time, Dongnuan didn't care that Si Jixia was doing things with his feet, and Si Jixia didn't feel ashamed and uneasy as before.

In the small kitchen, there are occasional laughter that is so warm in winter.

Dongnuan was originally sitting on the upturned bench making dumplings, and while she was sitting, she leaned halfway on Si Jixia's body, leaning on him as a chair, giving him a serious face. Dumplings pinched side flowers.

The dough skins were all rolled by Si Jixia, and the dumplings were all made by Dongnuan. The dumpling wrappers were rolled out very well, but the dumplings were all crooked, and none of them looked better. Even Dongnuan couldn't bear it look straight at.

When Si Jixia saw Dongnuangu frowned and looked at the plate of crooked dumplings in her hand, he couldn't help but smiled slightly.

Dong Nuan turned around, glared at him, and said fiercely: "Don't laugh!"

Si Jixia pursed his lips slightly to suppress his smile.

But at the next moment, Dong Nuangu put down the plate in his hand, reached out to hug him, hugged his neck, buried his face in his neck, and said in a muffled voice: "Peace, I like to see you smile."

Si Jixia's body stiffened slightly, and then he lightly placed his chin on Dong Nuangu's shoulder, smiling softly but with a serious tone, "Ah Nuan, why don't you ask me anything..."

Not everything is answered when asked.

Not everything needs to be asked.

It's not that I don't want to ask, but I dare not ask.

Dong Nuan felt that she didn't dare, she felt that she didn't ask Si Jixia any questions about his arms.

She was not afraid of anything, and there was nothing she dared not do.

It's just that emotion is a strange thing, it can break down all the barriers that people have built up, and it's impossible for people to think about it.

However, this kind of her is like a person, like a real living person with flesh and blood, with pain, sorrow, joy and happiness, with expectations for life, and yearning and longing for the future.

(End of this chapter)