Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 85 Because it was the medicine given by Miss Ah Nuan (4)
Get used to it?Then when did he start doing these things by himself?Three years, five years or ten years ago?

Dong Nuangu found that she was thinking about Si Jixia more and more, so she couldn't help but frowned.

Si Jixia, who came out to "refuge", watched the thick smoke in the kitchen gradually dissipate, and remained silent for a while. After the thick smoke dissipated, he heard his voice whispered softly: "Let me burn the firewood. Just go and do other things, Miss Ah Nuan."

Dong Nuan didn't refuse or leave, instead, he walked into the kitchen with him, which made Si Jixia's steps a little slow, but he still stepped into the threshold of the kitchen.

After entering the kitchen, Si Jixia used his feet to hook a low stool to the stove, then sat down, and sat there quietly, seemingly hesitating for a while before rubbing off the shoe on his right foot. No socks.

In such a cold day, he doesn't wear socks. Is it for the convenience of doing things with his feet?

I saw Si Jixia put his right foot into the stove, skillfully picked out the blackened firewood piled inside one by one, and put them in one by one again.

Dongnuan watched him stuff the firewood into the stove, watched him pick up the fire bag she had just placed on the stove with his toes, raised his feet and lowered his back to blow the fire bag bright and then stretched it into the stove, But after a while, I saw thin flames starting to rise in the stove.

Si Jixia held the thinnest piece of firewood between his toes, and gently fiddled with the dry firewood in the stove, and soon, the fire in the stove started to flourish.

The jumping flames made his face a little red, Dongnuan squatted beside him and looked at his feet that were bruised and cracked from the cold, and asked in a faint voice: "Are you very used to doing things with your feet? "

"Pa..." Si Jixia's thin firewood sandwiched between his toes fell to the ground with a slight sound, and his already stretched body suddenly trembled as if being stung by a sharp needle.

The kitchen was so quiet that only the crackling sound of burning firewood could be heard.

When Dongnuan thought that Si Jixia would not answer her question, he saw that he picked up the fallen firewood with his toes and threw it back into the stove, his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, "A lot of times, they are My hands, if Miss Ah Nuan finds it unacceptable, I will not use them to do things in front of Miss Ah Nuan in the future."

Dongnuan suddenly felt that his heart seemed to be blocked, and it hurt a little.

Si Jixia hurriedly put his feet into his shoes, stood up and was about to go outside, but Dong Nuangu grabbed his cloak at this moment and called him, "Peace."

Si Jixia's body trembled suddenly, and his feet froze there like heavy boulders.

"Teach me to cook, I don't know how." Dong Nuan smiled slightly, even though Si Jixia turned his back to her and couldn't see her smile.

This time Si Jixia was silent for a long time again, until the water in the iron pot on the stove began to bubble, and he nodded a little awkwardly, "Okay."

Winter is warm, so I am very busy. I have to burn the newly bought bowls and chopsticks with hot water, wash and wash the rice, and put the bowls and chopsticks in the low cabinet.

There are two stoves, one for cooking rice and the other for cooking vegetables.

It was the first time for Dongnuan to hold a spatula, she was at a loss and seemed very flustered, because she couldn't control the heat at all, so Si Jixia could only sit in front of the stove and help her control the fire in the stove, reminding her what to do next How to do.

Even so, Dong Nuangu still felt that he was so busy that he wanted to use his feet.

"Miss Ah Nuan, add some oil, the pot is almost dry." Si Jixia looked at the white smoke rising from the dry bottom of the pot, and quickly reminded Dongnuan who was still busy choosing vegetables.

"Oil, oil? Where is the oil?" Dong Nuan hurriedly reached for the oil with the green vegetable in his hand, but suddenly he forgot which jar was filled with oil.

"It's on Miss Ah Nuan's right." Si Jixia was not as flustered as Dong Nuan, but he could calmly tell her where the oil was.

Dongnuan immediately scooped up a large spoonful of it and poured it into the pot, Si Jixia's brows twitched, this... is it cooking oil soup?

At this point, Dong Nuan felt that she seemed to understand, so he poured all the vegetables in the small sieve basket on the stove into the pot. After pouring it in, he found that the spatula was missing, so he hurriedly asked Si Jixia: "Where is the shovel?" Where's the shovel? Have you seen it?"

"...Miss Ah Nuan dumped the shovel and vegetables into the pot."

This time, the corners of my eyes twitched again and again, and I hurriedly picked up the spatula from the pile of blue in the pot with chopsticks. After picking it up, the handle of the shovel was so hot that I couldn’t hold it, and suddenly felt that the fire was hot again. , called Si Jixia again, and said: "The fire is getting bigger and bigger, let's make it smaller."

So in Dongnuangu's rush and chaos, she finally finished today's dinner, but the dishes on the table made her feel horrible.

The scrambled eggs are half-yellow and half-black, the stir-fried vegetables are burnt yellow and dripping with oil, the beaten egg soup is brown, only the rice is cooked in Si Jixia’s pot and it can barely be seen that it is not half-cooked, but it is warm in winter. The water added to the washed rice, not to mention the overcooking, but the water is not enough, the rice is still granulated and hard.

Looking at the food on the table, Dong Nuangu suddenly felt that she had no appetite, but she couldn't bear to buy her own face, so she could only bite the bullet and sit down, but she herself said that she would take care of him until his hand was healed. .

But Si Jixia didn't take his seat for a long time, he just didn't look at Dong Nuan's old saying: "Miss Ah Nuan eat, I will eat after Miss Ah Nuan eats."

He has trouble with his hands now, so he can't put the food in the food box for her like before, and he can't share the table with her to eat, because now he can only use his feet if he wants to eat.

Unexpectedly, Dong Nuan seemed to be unable to hear his words, and while helping him to serve the meal, he said: "The food is a bit bad, if you can eat it, you can eat it, if you can't eat it, I will re-cook it for you. "

"Miss Ah Nuan, that's not what I meant." Seeing Dong Nuan, Si Jixia misunderstood what he meant, and couldn't help feeling a little nervous. She wanted to explain, but she didn't know how to explain it. Could it be that he could only eat with his feet now?Facing her, he couldn't say anything.

"I know you don't mean that." Dong Nuan looked at Si Jixia with a calm expression, "Your master wants to say that your hands are inconvenient, right?"

Si Jixia's hands hanging under the cloak trembled slightly, but he still didn't know how to answer Dong Nuan Gu's question. Dong Nuan Gu smiled slightly, "Even if you don't use your hands to hold chopsticks, so what? If you care about it, Mr. , I’ll just go back to my room and eat like before.”

Dong Nuan said that he was going to find a food box, Si Jixia frowned, and then let go, and said in a tense voice: "No need, Miss A Nuan, just eat here, I... also Eat here."

Dong Nuangu's eyes seemed to brighten, and the corners of his mouth curved up even more when he smiled. He stood by the table and waited for Si Jixia to come over and saw him sitting opposite her before he sat down.

(End of this chapter)