eat heartily
Chapter 3 Pea Tip Ball Soup with Hungarian Carnival
Chapter 3 Pea Tip Ball Soup with Hungarian Carnival
(1)
The sun is rare in Sichuan in winter, and the sunlight shines through the mist in the yard, and the flowers, plants and fish ponds are inlaid with beautiful golden lines.
Fang Ruoshi woke up to the sound of the violin.
She knew that Qin Xiang practiced the piano every day, and she also saw that Assistant Li put the piano case in the car yesterday.
It's just that she didn't expect that the person who slept last night would wake up early without any change, and started her daily morning class while she was still sound asleep.
In the haze, Fang Ruoshi put on her coat and opened the window.
Qin Heng stood in the middle of the courtyard, and Fang Ruoshi's family members sat beside him.
Everyone didn't seem to be listening to him playing the violin. Grandpa was lightly clapping on the chair with his hands. Dad and uncle were drinking tea beside him. Aunt and mother were helping Aunt Liu choose vegetables. Song Song was biting deep-fried dough sticks in his mouth.But everyone did not speak tacitly, and listened carefully. The sound of the violin was flowing in the yard, like air.
This is the most beautiful morning light of the day, with the damp dew in the morning and the smell of briquettes burned by Aunt Liu.
Qin Xiang no longer stood on the high stage of the concert hall. He stood quietly in the small courtyard of the market, surrounded by her family. He looked the most ordinary and gentle, but his whole body exuded the most dazzling light.
The moment Fang Ruoshi pushed open the door, Qin Heng happened to stop at the last note.
He followed the light and looked over, his curly eyelashes were filled with light golden light, like every time he looked at her, like every time he "killed eyelashes".
He put down his bow and asked her, "Did it wake you up?"
Fang Ruoshi shook her head and laughed at him: "It's a concert!"
The whole family laughed.
Grandpa was the first to applaud: "Good job, young man!"
"Go wash up and have breakfast." Fang's mother patted Fang Ruoshi, "Qin Xiang hasn't eaten yet, so your father asked him to play a song."
Father Fang, who was called by name, laughed foolishly and said, "Xiao Qin wants to go back to the room to practice. I think the air in the yard is better than the room."
Fang Ruoshi didn't expose him, she smiled and went to Qin Xiang who had put the piano away: "That's right."
Soon, after Fang Ruoshi finished washing, Song Song had already moved his breakfast to the small table in the yard, drinking soy milk in the sun.
Qin Xiang was sitting next to Song Song, holding fried dough sticks with chopsticks, eating in a gentle manner.
Fang Ruoshi sat down next to him, picked one out with her hand, dipped it into the soy milk, then picked it up and bit it.
The fritters filled with soy milk have a unique crispy outside and soft inside, and it is especially delicious when chewed.
A drop of soy milk splashed on her face, Qin Heng took a tissue and wiped it off for her.
Fang Ruoshi smiled, dipped it again, and handed it to his mouth: "Try?"
Fang Ruoshi liked to eat fried dough sticks dipped in soy milk since she was a child, and she could eat several at a time.
But she wasn't sure that Qin Xiangxi wasn't used to this. Seeing how he was biting the fritters with his chopsticks just now, he was extraordinarily reserved.She just wanted to try, to test whether he dared to eat in such a bold way, to test whether he dared to bite what she had eaten.
Qin Heng held her wrist with his left hand, opened his mouth, and bit off a large part.
Fang Ruoshi's smile deepened, and she frowned and asked him, "Is it delicious?"
"Ah."
Without any more words, a simple tone overflowed from the nasal cavity.
Fang Ruoshi bit the remaining half of the fritters, laughing until her shoulders trembled.
Song Song couldn't stand watching anymore, and knocked on the bowl with a chopstick: "Hey! Hey! Is it really good to torture a dog early in the morning?"
Fang Ruoshi picked a boiled egg and pushed it over, and the egg rolled to him, "Your dog food!"
Qin Xiang looked at the back of Song Song leaving angrily, smiled and shook his head.
"Did you sleep well last night?" Fang Ruoshi lightly poked his dimple.
"not good."
The very straightforward answer stunned Fang Ruoshi, who was only asking him a symbolic question.
The guest room at home is usually cleaned by Aunt Liu, and it was packed last night for Qin Xiang who came here temporarily.Fang Ruoshi reckoned that there were not many people living in the room, so it was strangely deserted.
"Then you can sleep in Song Song's room tonight, and let him sleep in the guest room." Fang Ruoshi said while peeling eggs.
"It's not that the room is bad," Qin Xiang held back his smile and looked at her, "It's because..."
"What? The bed is uncomfortable? Not enough heat?"
"because I miss you."
The sun broke through the clouds and mist, and a lot of light fell on Qin Xiang's head, into his eyebrows, and onto his pursed lips.
Fang Ruoshi turned her eyes away, lowered her head, and complained in a low voice: "When did you start teasing girls when you disagree with each other?"
Qin Heng turned his head and approached her: "From you."
Hey, it's over!
Fang Ruoshi buried her head even lower, and the heat of his breath filled her ears, which burned her face red.
After breakfast, Fang Ruoshi took Qin Xiang out for a stroll.
Because it was the weekend, there were more people in the ancient town than usual, and even their house was found in such a remote corner of the ancient town.
Seeing someone coming out of an alley, a tall and handsome guy, a girl rushed up to ask for directions and strike up a conversation.
Qin Xiang didn't wait for the girl to finish asking, and interrupted in time: "I'm not from the local area."
The girl didn't know where the courage came from, and continued to ask: "Handsome guy, where are you from? You don't come from my hometown, do you?"
Qin Heng frowned, and turned to see if Fang Ruoshi had followed.
The girl who hadn't given up stalked her with all kinds of questions, Qin Xiang became impatient, and cast a cold look over her.
The girl finally closed her mouth and silently stood aside.
"what happened?"
It was Fang Ruoshi's voice.
Qin Xiang felt that he was saved, grabbed her hand and strode forward.
"What's the situation?" Fang Ruoshi was baffled by him, and squeezed his palm.
Qin Xiang rubbed the center of his brows, and didn't want to repeat it again, so he simply explained: "Ask for directions."
"Oh..." Fang Ruoshi turned her head thoughtfully, the girl was still standing there stupidly, looking at Qin Xiang's back.
Fang Ruoshi blinked at her, then turned around and dragged Qin Xiang to run.She was particularly proud, the corners of her coat fluttered like wings of the wind.She didn't stop until she ran to a small door.
Seeing her gasping for breath, Qin Heng felt a little funny, and said, "Why don't you run away?"
"Here it is!"
Fang Ruoshi smiled at him, and softly called into the room: "Grandma..."
An old woman came out with an apron tied around her waist, and when she saw her, her face was wrinkled with a smile.
"Shishi is back!" The mother-in-law picked up a towel, wiped her hands, raised her eyes, saw Qin Heng behind her, and asked with a smile, "You brought it back?"
"Yes!" Fang Ruoshi knocked on the glass cabinet, pointing to several large enamel bowls inside, "Grandma, I want a stirrer candy and two packs of dragon beard candy."
The mother-in-law looked at Qin Xiang, and didn't know whether she thought the young man was good, or whether she agreed with Fang Ruoshi's words, and replied repeatedly: "Okay, okay!"
Qin Heng leaned against the door frame and listened to her chatting with her mother-in-law, but it was just that she and Song Song often came to eat candy when they were young.The Sichuan dialect lacks the softness and gentleness of Mandarin, but it is crisp and crisp.Although he didn't understand everything, he curled his lips in Fang Ruoshi's ups and downs.In a blink of an eye, Fang Ruoshi had already handed him two small bamboo sticks, and there was still a lump of sticky sugar on the bamboo sticks.
"Try it, I loved playing with this when I was young."
"Play?" Qin Xiang watched her lick the candy, "Isn't it for food?"
Fang Ruoshi smiled "puchi" and demonstrated it to him.
She squeezed a small stick in each hand, and slowly stirred the candy. She stretched and shortened the candy while stirring, and licked it again from time to time, looking like a full little girl.
Qin Xiang looked interesting, then pointed to the bag hooked on her finger: "What's in it?"
"Oh, this is my other favorite." Fang Ruoshi closed the small bamboo stick and stretched out her little finger.
Qin Xiang took it over and opened the small square wrapped in white paper inside. Inside were strands of whisker-like objects wrapped in beige powder.
"This is dragon beard candy. Now many of them are wrapped and sold one by one. Only my mother-in-law's place is the original one, spread out one by one, and wrapped in soybean noodles." Fang Ruoshi stirred the candy in her hand, While introducing, he did not forget "Amway" Qin Xiang, "Try it, it's very fragrant."
Very fragrant...the two words he heard the most these two days.
Rice, very fragrant; braised pork, very fragrant; carrots, very fragrant; soy milk, very fragrant; deep-fried sticks, very fragrant...now, dragon beard sugar, very fragrant.
Qin Xiang squeezed a bit of it and threw it into his mouth. Soon, the shredded sugar melted in his mouth, leaving only a faint fragrance of beans on the tip of his tongue.
"It's really fragrant." Qin Xiang nodded.
"Young man, this is my family's handicraft! In the past, when Shishi was a child, I said that I would use Tang Sisi to trick her into my house to be my granddaughter-in-law. Now I can only stare blankly. Your baby picked her up as a treasure!"
The mother-in-law speaks an authentic local accent, and Qin Xiang only understands the three words "Shi Shi", "Grandson's Wife", and "Choose Treasure".
He nodded to his mother-in-law and said, "I picked up the treasure."
Don't look at Fang Ruoshi generously taking him around the streets, but when she really talked about this kind of thing with her acquaintances, her skin was as thin as paper, and she would burn at any point.
Blushing now, she said goodbye to her mother-in-law, and ran out quickly, dragging Qin Xiang's cuffs.
After eating and shopping all the way home, Fang Ruoshi was so tired that she slumped on the sofa and swiped Weibo with her mobile phone.
The official Weibo of "Qin Xiang String Orchestra", which she is particularly concerned about, posted a piece of content, which is a photo of Qin Xiang playing the piano at the Conservatory of Music yesterday.
Fang Ruoshi clicked on the picture and took a look.
Really handsome!
No wonder her mother-in-law just praised her for her good eyesight!
She suddenly remembered something, and poked the person watching the news next to her: "What's the name of the song you played yesterday?"
"Yesterday?" Qin Heng looked away from the TV, looked at her, and thought for a while, "The one in the concert hall?"
Fang Ruoshi nodded: "It's so hot! It's so exciting!"
"He's a pirate." Very pure British pronunciation.
Fang Ruoshi felt her heart start beating wildly, she rubbed her heart: "Pirate? Pirates of the Caribbean?"
"Well, the theme song of the movie." Qin Xiang added.
No wonder it sounds familiar.
"Then what is your intention of playing this song?" Fang Ruoshi asked.
Different from the irritability of being blocked by strangers in the morning, Qin Xiang is very patient at this time.
Instead of answering, he asked, "What do pirates do?"
"Robbery!" Fang Ruoshi replied smoothly, "But I still don't understand."
Pirates, robbery, what's the point?
"My girlfriend saw me perform live for the first time, and I was able to sing Mingzhi."
To Qu Mingzhi?
Fang Ruoshi looked at her body and hands, but there were no valuable items.
"Then what do you want to grab? I don't have anything here."
Qin Heng laughed dumbfounded, pointed to her heart, and said with a volume that only they could hear each other, "I only want you."
(2)
The two days in the ancient town were relaxed and leisurely.The whole family gathered under the same roof to eat and chat. Occasionally, Fang Ruoshi and Song Song would have a verbal fight, causing the whole yard to laugh.
Qin Xiang glanced at the busy figures in the yard, this long-lost family life, with the fireworks of the world, is very warm.
Fang Ruoshi quietly climbed onto his shoulder and glanced at the laptop in front of him: "A magazine interview?"
"Ah."
"What's the problem? Why do you ask what you like to eat?" Fang Ruoshi pointed to the last two lines of the electronic interview draft.
His fingers brushed against Qin Xiang's face with a slight coolness, and he was held within a second.
Qin Xiang squeezed her cold fingers and squeezed them into his palms: "Amateur adjustments other than professional interviews."
"Then you wait a moment to answer, I will copy down the question first."
Qin Xiang nodded in agreement and let her type on the phone.
Fang Ruoshi smiled at him with her mobile phone in her hand, "Let's answer each other, and let's get the answer right after we answer. Okay?"
"Sounds interesting."
Fang Ruoshi returned to the living room with a smile, and answered the question seriously:
Do you eat dumplings during Chinese New Year?Do not eat dumplings.
Do you eat sweet or salty Yuanxiao during the Lantern Festival?Of course it is sweet Lantern Festival.
Do you put sugar in scrambled eggs with tomatoes?Don't let it go!
Meat dumplings or sweet dumplings?Sweet rice dumplings with peanuts and glutinous rice, dipped in honey or sugar.
Do you want salty tofu or sweet tofu?Salted tofu!
most annoying thing?
this problem……
Fang Ruoshi thought for a while: If she could only choose one, it would be that she hates eating alone. Only when there are a large table full of people can the food be enjoyed.
She finished answering quickly, stood on the steps of the yard and asked Qin Xiang: "Have you answered it yet?"
Qin Heng beckons for her to go over.
Fang Ruoshi rushed over bouncingly, threw the phone to him, and looked at the screen herself.
Qin Xiang's answer is very simple, which fully illustrates his personality.
Below all the questions, he typed a line:
No, sweet, no, sweet, salty.Eat alone.
Fang Ruoshi looked at the questions one by one...
She turned her head to look at the answerer in a daze. Qin Xiang was holding her mobile phone and smiling.
This was originally just a small game on her whim, just to get to know him more, it was really casual.
However, when Fang Ruoshi saw Qin Heng's answer exactly the same as hers, she was still so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.
Qin Xiang patted her face, the dimples on her cheeks were particularly obvious.
He asked her, "What do you want to say?"
"us……"
tacit agreement?
Have a heart?
……
Fang Ruoshi felt that these words could not describe her mood at the moment, she looked at Qin Xiang silently, not knowing what to say.
Qin Xiangqing's voice was as low as spring water, with unexpected lightness: "We...we are made for each other."
Ok……
She was speechless.
However, no rebuttal is required.
This is the answer she most expects.
Two people who seem to be on parallel lines intersect due to messy reasons, which in itself is an incredible thing.If you can still find so many valuable similarities in getting along, this is simply a surprise.
match made in heaven……
Facing the screen full of "a couple born in heaven", Fang Ruoshi regretted posting the Q&A between her and Qin Xiang on Weibo that day.
The Weibo of "Snack Heart" only has two pictures and a sentence: "Two answers, a match made for each other." Followed by a very cute and coquettish emoji.
As a result, comments and retweets went crazy, increasing exponentially.
I went to work today and saw that the numbers are still rising, and all the comments are in the same formation, all of which are these four words: a match made in heaven.
It's really self-inflicted and you can't live, and you have to bear the consequences of showing affection.
Fang Ruoshi quit Weibo and sighed.
Wang Xiaojing heard the voice and knocked on her table: "I think you have been unusual since you came back from a business trip."
"Uh... what's abnormal?" Fang Ruoshi retorted subconsciously, "The article is written as it is, the manuscript is accepted as it is, and the internal journal is done as it is."
Wang Xiaojing curled her lips: "But, when you look at the manuscript, you will laugh inexplicably, or you will suddenly sigh like just now. This is not normal at all!"
"No way..." Fang Ruoshi shrank her neck a little guilty.
"Don't you dare to say no! You and my male god come back from a business trip and you're out of your mind! Could it be because of unspoken rules?" Wang Xiaojing blinked at her.
Unspoken rules……
Hearing these three words, Fang Ruoshi felt an indescribably strange feeling in his heart.
"Ahem..." She pretended to clear her throat, and repeated what Xiaojing called Qin Xiang, "Male god..."
She suddenly thought of the group of crazy fans at the Conservatory of Music, and said with a smile, "Do you know what your male god is called at school?"
"what?"
Fang Ruoshi moved closer, and whispered to her, "Old... husband..."
"Wow! How courageous, do I agree?" Wang Xiaojing rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth.
Fang Ruoshi smiled and fell on her shoulder: "Then you are like this, does your male god know?"
"It doesn't matter whether he knows it or not, as long as I love him silently."
Hearing others calling her boyfriend "husband" and "male god", and even jokingly saying "love him", Fang Ruoshi didn't know what it was like.
She suddenly wanted to test to see if these fans of Qin Xiang would care about her existence.
"Honey, maybe the male god has a girlfriend..."
"Huh?" Wang Xiaojing rolled her eyes, and her eyes fell on her face, "Do you know something?"
Fang Ruoshi was flustered by seeing this, and quickly waved her hands: "I don't know!"
"Cover up, cover up in such a panic, hum..." Wang Xiaojing squinted her eyes slightly to look at her, her eyes were like two searchlights shining directly on her, "Still insisting that there is no problem between you?"
Without waiting for her to respond, Wang Xiaojing retreated to her seat while watching her while whistling.
Fang Ruoshi continued to organize the manuscripts in the mailbox. There were articles with different styles sent by different departments, but none of them could make her concentrate.
Forget it, since she has decided to be with Qin Xiang, it is meaningless to entangle with such questions as "whether other people know" and "what Qin Xiang's fans think of her".
Fang Ruoshi quickly clicked on her phone and posted a new Weibo.
Both pictures and texts, it was Song Song pestering her to make mixed eggplant that day.
“两根茄子去皮蒸熟，软到用筷子一戳就烂的程度，晾凉后用手随便撕成条。盐1/4勺、花椒面1/4勺、香油1勺、生抽2勺、老抽1/2勺、醋1勺、辣椒油或青椒酱2勺，搅匀后淋到茄子上，撒葱花。”
A very simple recipe, a quick dish suitable for office workers, and especially appetizing for dinner.
There were comments soon, and Fang Ruoshi selected a few representative replies.
I checked the Weibo of "Qin Xiang String Orchestra" again, and it was still the same photo, but the forwarding and comment data was already very scary.
These days, you really have to look at your face in everything you do!
Fang Ruoshi revised the manuscript all afternoon, and when she was about to leave work, she felt a little sore in her shoulders.
She moved her shoulders and neck a few times, and it was indeed stiff, so she silently clicked on the profile picture of a "Little Junior Sister" on WeChat.
Junior Junior Sister is a young female Chinese medicine practitioner at the Chinese Medicine Physiotherapy Center in the community where Fang Ruoshi lives. Because she has learned all kinds of Chinese medicine knowledge from her father since she was a child, and is the youngest among the brothers and sisters, everyone calls her "Little Junior Sister".Fang Ruoshi often went to physiotherapy, got acquainted with the people in the Chinese medicine clinic, and called everyone together.
Today, Fang Ruoshi entered the Chinese medicine clinic right after work, and the younger junior sister pressed her shoulders and neck while tsk-tsk: "Sister Ruoshi, how many manuscripts have you written? Your shoulder and neck muscles are so stiff!"
"It's probably because they are protesting that I haven't been here for a long time."
"That's right, you haven't come to play with me for a long time!" Little Junior Sister said, and her subordinates unconsciously increased their strength.
Fang Ruoshi hissed twice, without crying out in pain, and continued: "There have been too many things recently."
"Tch..." Junior Sister curled her lips, "I saw you show your affection on Weibo a few days ago!"
Show affection……
"No way!" Fang Ruoshi didn't even think to refute.
"That's a 'natural pair', even a blind person can see that something is wrong!"
"Then why are you still blind..." Fang Ruoshi replied weakly.
"Because I haven't seen the rumored actor yet!" The younger junior sister picked up the preheated scraping board, tested the temperature on her palm, and smiled, "Sister, tell me, don't hide it from me. "
Fang Ruoshi was lying on the physiotherapy bed, motionless: "Meet a man who feels good, let's date him."
The younger junior sister approached her gossipingly, and asked, "Do you have any photos?"
"My latest account on Weibo."
As soon as Fang Ruoshi finished speaking, she felt that the scraping board on her back hadn't moved.She raised her head and saw the little junior sister poking the phone screen quickly.
"I'll go!" The junior sister exploded, holding the phone with an idiot face, almost licking the screen, "Sister Ruoshi, don't beauties have very good luck!"
The little junior sister glanced at her. Fang Ruoshi had fair skin, curved eyebrows, and a sweet smile, which was very attractive.
"Really, look at your ex-boyfriend is also very handsome and very..."
Before she finished speaking, Fang Ruoshi glanced over.
The little junior sister murmured and took the words away, and raised the scraping board in her hand with a flattering smile.
Fang Ruoshi lay down again, and sighed: "Handsome is good for a fart!"
"Then why does every boyfriend look for handsome guys!"
"I didn't find it."
"what?"
"I'm passive..."
The junior sister was so angry that she threw the scraping board: "Sister, can I go on strike today?"
Fang Ruoshi was overjoyed, and stretched out his hand to hold her: "Okay, I'll introduce you next time."
"Uh...no need..."
This time it was strange for Fang Ruoshi to change, she looked up and saw that the younger junior sister was blushing, and she was exerting force on her shoulder blades.
Seeing like this, she doesn't need to worry about introducing her, the little junior sister has a sweetheart!
"Aren't you going out with handsome guys?" Little Junior Sister suddenly asked.
Fang Ruoshi sat up with a bath towel on: "Maintaining a moderate amount of personal space is very important to me."
"Don't want to get tired of being together every day?"
Fang Ruoshi thought about it seriously, and it was undeniable that she was quite willing to stay with Qin Xiang.Moreover, when they were in Wuxi, they were together almost all day.
Even if they have their own things to do and don't talk to the computer, Fang Ruoshi will feel happy as long as he looks up and sees him.
(3)
The dining room of the Qin family's old house was brightly lit, and Qin Xiang's parents, who had just returned home from the tour, were having dinner.
Qin Xiang sat aside and listened to them talk about their work arrangements for the New Year.
At the end of the meal, Qin Heng's mother, Ning Qing, solemnly invited her son: "Can we invite Qin Xiang String Orchestra for the New Year's concert?"
Qin Xiang, who was absent-minded, raised his head when he heard her question.
Ning Qing was over half a hundred years old, and she still had black hair and was full of energy, without any of the depression of an old lady.A pair of eyes that looked very much like Qin Xiang's were shining brightly, and his curled eyelashes fanned as if nothing.
"Okay, arrange it."
Seeing his son agreeing so readily, Qin Xiang's father, Qin Youtian, smiled and said, "Your schedule is so empty?"
Qin Heng didn't speak, but only gave a soft "hmm".
At this time, Ning Qing rubbed her stomach and complained to others: "It's such a blessing to be able to eat the meals cooked by Mrs. Guan as soon as I get home!"
Sister-in-law Guan, who has worked in the Qin family for decades, was delighted when she heard this: "If you like to eat, stay at home as much as possible. I will cook it for you in different ways."
"Then I'll be so shy playing the piano!" Ning Qing laughed.
"What makes you smile so happily?"
The eldest uncle of the Qin family came down from upstairs, followed by Qin Lei and Wen Jing.
Qin Youtian and the three of them took their seats, and handed each of them a cup of tea: "Is the meeting over?"
Qin Lei held the teacup, touched the hot wall, blew on the cup before putting it in front of Wen Jing: "Be careful it's hot."
Wen Jing smiled at him: "Okay."
Qin Xiang looked away, turned his head, and happened to see his father holding his mother's hand.
I don't know what I said just now, my father lightly rubbed my mother's fingers, and my mother's face was a little flushed for some reason.
Suddenly, Qin Xiang felt that he had been sprinkled with two handfuls of dog food.
He suddenly understood Fang Ruoshi's cousin Song Song, and understood how he felt about himself and Fang Ruoshi back then.
Thinking of Fang Ruoshi, he unconsciously curled his mouth, clicked on WeChat and sent a message.
"doing what?"
There was no movement.
Qin Xiang looked up at the other single dog at home, the uncle, and saw that the old single dog was not affected at all, sipping the good tea in the teacup seriously.
The phone vibrated on the table, and Fang Ruoshi's message came back: "Miss me?"
Behind it is a very playful raised eyebrow expression.
"Yes."
Straightforwardness is Qin Xiang's consistent style.
After sending this word, he suddenly wanted to see her very much, and wanted to see the way she licked her lips and smiled at him.
The people at the table were still chatting, but he didn't care about what was said.
I saw my cousin hugging my sister-in-law, my mother leaning on my father, and the two couples were chatting with their uncle, unaware of the intimacy revealed by their body language.
Qin Heng frowned and wanted to get married.
"Ahem..." He cleared his throat, and the others stopped to look at him, "If there is no other plan in the near future, I would like to arrange for you to meet someone."
Qin Youtian and Ning Qing spoke immediately: "Who?"
The uncle was also holding a teacup and looking at him.
Qin Lei looked at Qin Xiang, frowned slightly, with a serious expression on his face.He and Wen Jing looked at each other, and they were the first to react: "Girlfriend?"
Qin Heng glanced at him without nodding or shaking his head.
However, the word "girlfriend" was like a miniature bomb, quickly igniting the temporarily silent atmosphere.
Ning Qing leaned closer to Qin Xiang's seat, and asked in surprise, "Have you got a girlfriend?"
Qin Xiang still replied with an "um" that remained unchanged for thousands of years.
"Are you sure?" Qin Youtian asked.
Although we are confirming with him, everyone knows that with Qin Xiang's character, if he didn't really identify with the other party, he would not rashly propose to meet.
And so cautiously, speaking out in front of the whole family, one can imagine the seriousness.
Qin Xiang knew what they were thinking, and quickly said the next sentence, which was extraordinary.
"Going to get married."
As soon as this remark came out, the whole family was shocked.
Ning Qing couldn't sit still anymore, and asked very eagerly: "Before I went on tour with your dad, didn't you have no girlfriend yet? You are going to get married this time when you come back?"
"Auntie, please don't get excited, let Qin Xiang introduce to us." Qin Lei refilled her tea and comforted her to sit down first.
Wen Jing also took the opportunity to chime in: "Yes, first listen to the general situation of the girl."
Qin Xiang glanced at his cousin and sister-in-law, and said four words: "You two know each other."
ha?
This time, the eyes of the three elders turned to Qin Lei and Wen Jing, but they looked confused without knowing it.
"Who?"
The two asked in unison.
"Fang Ruoshi."
Ah!
"Ruoshi?" Wen Jing widened her eyes and confirmed with Qin Xiang.
After getting an affirmative answer, Wen Jing covered her mouth and burst out laughing, and Qin Lei also had an expression of enlightenment.
Seeing that his son and daughter-in-law knew the inside story, the uncle of the Qin family said, "What's the matter? You two talk about it."
As Fang Ruoshi's senior sister, Wen Jing naturally took on the responsibility of introduction.
From Fang Ruoshi's age, hometown, graduate school, job, to hobbies, personality, and temper, Wen Jing explained everything she knew.
Qin Youtian nodded after listening: "It sounds good."
After Qin Lei saw his uncle's approval, he quickly spoke for Qin Xiang: "A very good girl, with strong working ability and strong living ability."
"How do you know her ability to live?" The uncle was always deep and steady, but he couldn't help it now.
Wen Jing was afraid that everyone might misunderstand, so she quickly explained: "Because Ruoshi's cooking is delicious, Qin Lei and I often go to eat together. Qin Xiang met Ruoshi when he went to someone's house for dinner with us last time."
As soon as she heard "the cooking is delicious", Ning Qing became interested again: "She cooks better than Mrs. Guan's?"
"En!" Qin Xiang, who hadn't spoken for a long time, finally made a sound, and responded to his mother loudly.
"Uh..." Wen Jing glanced at Aunt Guan who was refilling tea from far and near, "It's not a cuisine. Aunt Guan's dishes are delicious, and Ruoshi's Sichuan dishes are also delicious!"
The uncle seemed to think of something: "You two sometimes don't go home for dinner, and say you are going to a friend's house, do you mean to go to that girl's house for dinner?"
Qin Lei and Wen Jing nodded indifferently.
Seeing this, Qin Youtian smiled and shook his head with his elder brother.
Ning Qing looked at her son and joked, "So you like to eat her cooking?"
How can Qin Xiang not understand the true meaning of mother's question?
He didn't answer his mother directly, but just said: "I fell in love with her at first sight."
love at first sight……
What a firm word.
The moment we met, it was doomed.
Qin Youtian and Ning Qing, who fell in love at first sight decades ago and decided for life, looked at each other and smiled, and said to Qin Xiang, "Arrange time."
The uncle also went upstairs and returned to his room with a smile.
Wen Jing was the only one who couldn't believe it, because she didn't get any news from Ruo Shi before.
"How long have you been with Ruoshi?" she asked.
"it's been a while."
"Also, what do you mean by getting married?"
Facing Wen Jing's questioning, Qin Xiang rubbed his brows and said, "Wait for my good news."
Seeing that he was so confident, Qin Lei couldn't help but asked him with a smile: "What do we need to do?"
"Yes, we can help you!" Wen Jing was eager to try, "Based on my friendship with Ruoshi, my assists must be perfect."
Unexpectedly, Qin Xiang didn't intend to appreciate her, so he bowed his hands to her: "Thank you, sister-in-law, it's just..."
After a pause, he said, "In this matter, I believe more in my relationship with her."
What's the meaning?Does it mean that he has a better relationship with Ruoshi?
Seeing that his wife was about to lose his temper, Qin Lei hurriedly stopped her and agreed with Qin Xiang: "Okay, Wen Jing and I will not interfere."
Wen Jing was aggrieved, and thumped Qin Lei's shoulder and complained in a low voice: "Obviously I introduced them to each other, why is he so pushy?!"
Qin Lei smoothed Shun Wenjing's hair and comforted her: "So, whether it's friendship or affection, if he marries a wife, he has to work hard on his own!"
(4)
It has been a while since Qin Xiang made the oath of victory. Except for the time in the string orchestra, Qin Heng basically stayed with Fang Ruoshi.
Especially on a weekend like this, when the wind howls through the windows and rattles the panes.
Qin Xiang was sitting on the sofa at Fang Ruoshi's house, watching the music program introducing his parents on TV, and listening to the tinkling sound of cooking from the kitchen from time to time, his heart was filled with some inexplicable feeling. The unknown emotion is what he longed for since he was a child, and it comes from the little warmth of his family.
As the son of a well-known violinist and cellist, Qin Xiang has been used to the days when his parents are away all the year round since he was a child.Although his parents love him and love him very much, the feeling that he can only see his parents on TV, newspapers, magazines and the Internet is not 100% warm.
This harmonious and happy little family has always lacked a little popularity.
However, at this moment, when he walked to the door of the kitchen, he could smell the sporadic fragrance, such real worldly fireworks, really filled his side.That figure spinning around in the kitchen, as long as he stretches out his hand, he can hug him full.
"Do you need help?"
"Huh?" Fang Ruoshi, who was preparing dinner, didn't realize it for a moment.
Qin Xiang had already rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, pointed to the garlic cloves on the cutting board, and asked, "Do you want to cut it?"
Fang Ruoshi was washing vegetables, she turned to look at him.
Basically, Qin Xiang's clothes are very simple and casual as long as he is not working, holding a concert or attending a formal occasion.
Today, he was wearing a sweater, which was cold black as usual, but for some reason, he exuded a particularly warm aura around him.
Qin Heng cut the garlic into even thin slices and placed them neatly on the upper right corner of the cutting board.
"enough?"
"That's enough, cut the rest into minced garlic."
He put the blade parallel to the cutting board and quickly smashed it at the garlic clove.With the knife in hand, the garlic cloves rolled everywhere.
Fang Ruoshi couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud: "Master Qin, can we be more professional?"
"Didn't you shoot it like this?" Qin Xiang frowned and picked up the scattered garlic.
"I'll come, you rest."
I saw Fang Ruoshi cut the big petals into small pieces first, and then put them together with the small petals, pressed them with the blade, and smashed them hard with the palm of the hand a few times. Chop, minced garlic is done.
After the two hard dishes were served, Fang Ruoshi took out the induction cooker and set it up, using a small pot to boil half a pot of boiling water.
"Ah!" Fang Ruoshi screamed, "I bought wine online, but forgot to take it."
"Where did you put it? I'll get it."
Fang Ruoshi turned off the switch of the induction cooker, and said, "The courier is in the delivery tube, I'll go with you."
The two went downstairs together, and Fang Ruoshi came out of the property management office with a drink in hand.
In the distance, Qin Heng was smoking a cigarette leaning on the railing, and the flickering sparks were instantly extinguished the moment he saw Fang Ruoshi.
He went up to meet her, and silently took the wine from Fang Ruoshi's hand without waiting for Fang Ruoshi to speak.
To be honest, Fang Ruoshi thought about whether to pass the wine to Qin Xiangti before she came out, but after she came out, she felt that it was only two bottles of wine, so there was no need to be so hypocritical.Simply forget it and say nothing.
The two bottles of wine are not heavy in themselves, but the second Qin Heng took them away, it seemed that something lifted the weight from Fang Ruoshi's heart.He can know the thoughts in her heart and what she is looking forward to without extra words.
This was the most fatal blow to Fang Ruoshi, easily hitting the softest part of her heart.
She quickened her pace to keep up with Qin Heng, without thinking about it, she took his arm and leaned against him sweetly.
When I got home, the half pot of boiling water was still a little hot, so Fang Ruoshi turned on the induction cooker again.
She added a little water to the meat stuffing that had been adjusted with salt and starch, mixed well, and stirred vigorously, then put a few slices of garlic that Qin Xiang had cut before into the pot.When the water was about to boil, she turned down the heat, and quickly scooped the meat filling into a circle with a spoon and sent it into the water.Once the water is hot, roll the meatballs into the pot.
Wait until the meatballs are all floating, next a handful of tender green pea tips.Heat it in boiling water, and when the water boils again, add a few drops of sesame oil and a pinch of salt, and turn off the heat.
The fragrant soup wafted around in the dining room with its curling aroma.
"Meatball soup?"
"Yeah." Fang Ruoshi poured the soup into a large soup bowl, and said with a smile through layers of heat, "In Sichuan dialect, it's pea sharp dumpling soup."
She speaks in the Sichuan dialect that Qin Xiang has long been used to, which is the most crisp way of speaking in the native dialect.
Qin Heng pursed his lips and smiled at her.
When Fang Ruoshi saw his dimples, she felt even more proud, not to mention how beautiful they were: "This bowl of soup doesn't have any advanced skills, but the meat is good and strong, and the meat is delicious..."
"Ah, no," Fang Ruoshi changed his words after thinking about it, "Actually, there are skills. The ratio of salt, starch and water must be mastered!"
"What is the ratio?"
She smiled slyly: "Family inheritance."
Qin Xiang understood and nodded: "Is it to pass on the female and not the male?"
"Do you believe it?" Fang Ruoshi licked her lips and looked at him.
Qin Xiang took a meatball and said leisurely: "Can we inherit a daughter?"
Fang Ruoshi answered smoothly: "Yes."
When she reacted, Qin Xiang was looking at her with dimples and smiling.
Fang Ruoshi's face turned red, and she quickly lowered her head to eat.
But Qin Heng's gaze was so scorching that she had to raise her head.
"What are you laughing at?" She shouted at Qin Xiang with a blushing face.
Qin Xiang held his chopsticks and didn't speak, and couldn't let go of the corners of his mouth.
He said casually: "I can eat pea tip dumpling soup for the rest of my life."
Fang Ruoshi licked her lips, wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word, so she could only continue eating with a face as red as a tomato.
Before eating, Fang Ruoshi asked Qin Xiang to play some violin music.
The tune at this time is deep and gorgeous, with obvious enthusiasm and carnival.
The more Fang Ruoshi listened, the redder her face became, so she had to fan the wind with her hands, pretending that the soup was very hot.
In order to change the subject, she tapped his cell phone: "What song is this?"
"The Hungarian Carnival."
"You pulled it?"
"No."
"Why play this song?"
"Shuffle Playback."
"Oh."
Yes!Off topic success!
Fang Ruoshi finally didn't have to be too embarrassed.
Unexpectedly, Qin Xiang became interested, picked up a few pea tips slowly, and said, "I think this song is very suitable for the occasion."
Ok?
Fang Ruoshi raised her head and met his bright black eyes, like starlight in the dark night.
"Why didn't you say it?" Fang Ruoshi asked him hastily after his appetite was whetted.
Still with that faint smile hanging on his lips, Qin Heng raised his index finger and pressed it on his lips: "There are some beautiful things in love that should not be shared with others."
"including me?"
"including you."
"Stealing fun by yourself?"
Qin Heng nodded very firmly.
"OK then."
Fang Ruoshi put down her chopsticks, went to the kitchen to wash two small wine glasses and came out.
She unpacked the wine she had just brought back, poured two glasses, and pushed one to Qin Xiang.
Holding the delicate white porcelain cup, she raised it up: "As you wish, let's drink to the beauty of love."
Qin Xiang held the cup and touched her lightly: "For..."
He paused, as if organizing his words.After a second pause, he raised his glass and changed his words: "As I wish."
In the dining room, the low-alcohol flower and fruit wine exudes a faint smell of wine, wrapped in the fragrance of flowers and the freshness of liqueur, and is secretly fermented in the steamy room.
With a dignified smile, Qin Heng stared straight at Fang Ruoshi and drank the wine in his glass.
This year, the winter in Yaocheng is extremely cold.
When Fang Ruoshi sent Qin Xiang downstairs, she was only wrapped in a red coat, and the cold wind poured into her neck, making her shiver.
Qin Heng hugged her: "Go back."
"Well, then take a taxi and don't drive." Fang Ruoshi reminded him, fearing that he forgot to drink.
Qin Xiang nodded and pushed her back.
No one wanted to stay outside in the midwinter night, only the two of them in the courtyard of the community were elongated by the moonlight.
Qin Xiang watched the red figure walk away step by step, his throat tightened for no reason.
"Fang Ruoshi..."
The red shadow immediately stopped and turned to look at him.
In the dead of night, except for the sound of the wind, there was no movement, but Qin Xiang's heart was playing the carnival song he listened to during dinner.
After hesitating to speak all night, the words came to his lips again. Qin Heng took a deep breath, and the cold air pierced his body like a shot of cardiotonic.
"Fang Ruoshi..." He called out again.
Ok?
Fang Ruoshi looked at him suspiciously.
Since we met so far, Qin Heng seldom calls her by her full name.It is rare for the two of them to call each other by name when they are alone, and most of the time they have to be called "Ruoshi".
It was the first time that she was called by her first and last name like today.
Fang Ruoshi felt strange, took two steps back, raised her eyebrows and asked him, "What's wrong?"
"I have never hidden my desires and purpose, I have taken a fancy to you from the very beginning!"
Unexpectedly, Fang Ruoshi was a little surprised when he said this sentence out of the blue, but still couldn't help laughing.
"I know." She nodded, her shoulder-length hair sliding across her face.
"So..." On a rare occasion, Qin Xiang stopped.
"So?" Fang Ruoshi blankly looked at the man in front of her, the man who just urged her to go home quickly.
He seemed a little nervous, his face was serious, his brows were slightly wrinkled, he put his fist to his lips and cleared his throat.
"Fang Ruoshi, let's get married."
The nervous red figure who was looking at him with his hands in his hands just now froze in place.
Fang Ruoshi reflexively said "ah", and after realizing something, she covered her mouth in shock.
She looked at Qin Heng in disbelief, under the heavy night, only the faint light sprinkled on his body like a layer of icing.
He didn't speak anymore, with his hands in his trouser pockets, he still had that haughty and cold look, but a faint blush appeared on his cheeks.
Fang Ruoshi bit her lip and lowered her head, trying to find her own thoughts in this cold night.
However, I have no clue.
She raised her head again, and her eyes fell on Qin Heng again.
This man who has always been noble and arrogant became anxious, and walked towards her step by step with his legs open.
In the end, Qin Xiang stood still in front of her, pretending to be calm despite being extremely nervous, staring at her without blinking.
one two three four five six seven eight……
As time passed by, Qin Xiang's heart was hanging in the air.
Fang Ruoshi looked at his fluttering eyelashes, and suddenly grinned.
"Okay."
The voice is crisp and pleasant, and the light ending slips far, far away in the thick black curtain.
As if waiting for countless times, Qin Xiang finally got Fang Ruoshi's answer.The promise of simple two words is like a pair of warm hands, pulling his heart back.
He hugged Fang Ruoshi, and the person in his arms buried his head and laughed.
The red cashmere coat made her face extraordinarily beautiful, her lips were red and her teeth were white, her smile was like a flower, and she was so beautiful in the cold and windy midwinter.
(End of this chapter)
(1)
The sun is rare in Sichuan in winter, and the sunlight shines through the mist in the yard, and the flowers, plants and fish ponds are inlaid with beautiful golden lines.
Fang Ruoshi woke up to the sound of the violin.
She knew that Qin Xiang practiced the piano every day, and she also saw that Assistant Li put the piano case in the car yesterday.
It's just that she didn't expect that the person who slept last night would wake up early without any change, and started her daily morning class while she was still sound asleep.
In the haze, Fang Ruoshi put on her coat and opened the window.
Qin Heng stood in the middle of the courtyard, and Fang Ruoshi's family members sat beside him.
Everyone didn't seem to be listening to him playing the violin. Grandpa was lightly clapping on the chair with his hands. Dad and uncle were drinking tea beside him. Aunt and mother were helping Aunt Liu choose vegetables. Song Song was biting deep-fried dough sticks in his mouth.But everyone did not speak tacitly, and listened carefully. The sound of the violin was flowing in the yard, like air.
This is the most beautiful morning light of the day, with the damp dew in the morning and the smell of briquettes burned by Aunt Liu.
Qin Xiang no longer stood on the high stage of the concert hall. He stood quietly in the small courtyard of the market, surrounded by her family. He looked the most ordinary and gentle, but his whole body exuded the most dazzling light.
The moment Fang Ruoshi pushed open the door, Qin Heng happened to stop at the last note.
He followed the light and looked over, his curly eyelashes were filled with light golden light, like every time he looked at her, like every time he "killed eyelashes".
He put down his bow and asked her, "Did it wake you up?"
Fang Ruoshi shook her head and laughed at him: "It's a concert!"
The whole family laughed.
Grandpa was the first to applaud: "Good job, young man!"
"Go wash up and have breakfast." Fang's mother patted Fang Ruoshi, "Qin Xiang hasn't eaten yet, so your father asked him to play a song."
Father Fang, who was called by name, laughed foolishly and said, "Xiao Qin wants to go back to the room to practice. I think the air in the yard is better than the room."
Fang Ruoshi didn't expose him, she smiled and went to Qin Xiang who had put the piano away: "That's right."
Soon, after Fang Ruoshi finished washing, Song Song had already moved his breakfast to the small table in the yard, drinking soy milk in the sun.
Qin Xiang was sitting next to Song Song, holding fried dough sticks with chopsticks, eating in a gentle manner.
Fang Ruoshi sat down next to him, picked one out with her hand, dipped it into the soy milk, then picked it up and bit it.
The fritters filled with soy milk have a unique crispy outside and soft inside, and it is especially delicious when chewed.
A drop of soy milk splashed on her face, Qin Heng took a tissue and wiped it off for her.
Fang Ruoshi smiled, dipped it again, and handed it to his mouth: "Try?"
Fang Ruoshi liked to eat fried dough sticks dipped in soy milk since she was a child, and she could eat several at a time.
But she wasn't sure that Qin Xiangxi wasn't used to this. Seeing how he was biting the fritters with his chopsticks just now, he was extraordinarily reserved.She just wanted to try, to test whether he dared to eat in such a bold way, to test whether he dared to bite what she had eaten.
Qin Heng held her wrist with his left hand, opened his mouth, and bit off a large part.
Fang Ruoshi's smile deepened, and she frowned and asked him, "Is it delicious?"
"Ah."
Without any more words, a simple tone overflowed from the nasal cavity.
Fang Ruoshi bit the remaining half of the fritters, laughing until her shoulders trembled.
Song Song couldn't stand watching anymore, and knocked on the bowl with a chopstick: "Hey! Hey! Is it really good to torture a dog early in the morning?"
Fang Ruoshi picked a boiled egg and pushed it over, and the egg rolled to him, "Your dog food!"
Qin Xiang looked at the back of Song Song leaving angrily, smiled and shook his head.
"Did you sleep well last night?" Fang Ruoshi lightly poked his dimple.
"not good."
The very straightforward answer stunned Fang Ruoshi, who was only asking him a symbolic question.
The guest room at home is usually cleaned by Aunt Liu, and it was packed last night for Qin Xiang who came here temporarily.Fang Ruoshi reckoned that there were not many people living in the room, so it was strangely deserted.
"Then you can sleep in Song Song's room tonight, and let him sleep in the guest room." Fang Ruoshi said while peeling eggs.
"It's not that the room is bad," Qin Xiang held back his smile and looked at her, "It's because..."
"What? The bed is uncomfortable? Not enough heat?"
"because I miss you."
The sun broke through the clouds and mist, and a lot of light fell on Qin Xiang's head, into his eyebrows, and onto his pursed lips.
Fang Ruoshi turned her eyes away, lowered her head, and complained in a low voice: "When did you start teasing girls when you disagree with each other?"
Qin Heng turned his head and approached her: "From you."
Hey, it's over!
Fang Ruoshi buried her head even lower, and the heat of his breath filled her ears, which burned her face red.
After breakfast, Fang Ruoshi took Qin Xiang out for a stroll.
Because it was the weekend, there were more people in the ancient town than usual, and even their house was found in such a remote corner of the ancient town.
Seeing someone coming out of an alley, a tall and handsome guy, a girl rushed up to ask for directions and strike up a conversation.
Qin Xiang didn't wait for the girl to finish asking, and interrupted in time: "I'm not from the local area."
The girl didn't know where the courage came from, and continued to ask: "Handsome guy, where are you from? You don't come from my hometown, do you?"
Qin Heng frowned, and turned to see if Fang Ruoshi had followed.
The girl who hadn't given up stalked her with all kinds of questions, Qin Xiang became impatient, and cast a cold look over her.
The girl finally closed her mouth and silently stood aside.
"what happened?"
It was Fang Ruoshi's voice.
Qin Xiang felt that he was saved, grabbed her hand and strode forward.
"What's the situation?" Fang Ruoshi was baffled by him, and squeezed his palm.
Qin Xiang rubbed the center of his brows, and didn't want to repeat it again, so he simply explained: "Ask for directions."
"Oh..." Fang Ruoshi turned her head thoughtfully, the girl was still standing there stupidly, looking at Qin Xiang's back.
Fang Ruoshi blinked at her, then turned around and dragged Qin Xiang to run.She was particularly proud, the corners of her coat fluttered like wings of the wind.She didn't stop until she ran to a small door.
Seeing her gasping for breath, Qin Heng felt a little funny, and said, "Why don't you run away?"
"Here it is!"
Fang Ruoshi smiled at him, and softly called into the room: "Grandma..."
An old woman came out with an apron tied around her waist, and when she saw her, her face was wrinkled with a smile.
"Shishi is back!" The mother-in-law picked up a towel, wiped her hands, raised her eyes, saw Qin Heng behind her, and asked with a smile, "You brought it back?"
"Yes!" Fang Ruoshi knocked on the glass cabinet, pointing to several large enamel bowls inside, "Grandma, I want a stirrer candy and two packs of dragon beard candy."
The mother-in-law looked at Qin Xiang, and didn't know whether she thought the young man was good, or whether she agreed with Fang Ruoshi's words, and replied repeatedly: "Okay, okay!"
Qin Heng leaned against the door frame and listened to her chatting with her mother-in-law, but it was just that she and Song Song often came to eat candy when they were young.The Sichuan dialect lacks the softness and gentleness of Mandarin, but it is crisp and crisp.Although he didn't understand everything, he curled his lips in Fang Ruoshi's ups and downs.In a blink of an eye, Fang Ruoshi had already handed him two small bamboo sticks, and there was still a lump of sticky sugar on the bamboo sticks.
"Try it, I loved playing with this when I was young."
"Play?" Qin Xiang watched her lick the candy, "Isn't it for food?"
Fang Ruoshi smiled "puchi" and demonstrated it to him.
She squeezed a small stick in each hand, and slowly stirred the candy. She stretched and shortened the candy while stirring, and licked it again from time to time, looking like a full little girl.
Qin Xiang looked interesting, then pointed to the bag hooked on her finger: "What's in it?"
"Oh, this is my other favorite." Fang Ruoshi closed the small bamboo stick and stretched out her little finger.
Qin Xiang took it over and opened the small square wrapped in white paper inside. Inside were strands of whisker-like objects wrapped in beige powder.
"This is dragon beard candy. Now many of them are wrapped and sold one by one. Only my mother-in-law's place is the original one, spread out one by one, and wrapped in soybean noodles." Fang Ruoshi stirred the candy in her hand, While introducing, he did not forget "Amway" Qin Xiang, "Try it, it's very fragrant."
Very fragrant...the two words he heard the most these two days.
Rice, very fragrant; braised pork, very fragrant; carrots, very fragrant; soy milk, very fragrant; deep-fried sticks, very fragrant...now, dragon beard sugar, very fragrant.
Qin Xiang squeezed a bit of it and threw it into his mouth. Soon, the shredded sugar melted in his mouth, leaving only a faint fragrance of beans on the tip of his tongue.
"It's really fragrant." Qin Xiang nodded.
"Young man, this is my family's handicraft! In the past, when Shishi was a child, I said that I would use Tang Sisi to trick her into my house to be my granddaughter-in-law. Now I can only stare blankly. Your baby picked her up as a treasure!"
The mother-in-law speaks an authentic local accent, and Qin Xiang only understands the three words "Shi Shi", "Grandson's Wife", and "Choose Treasure".
He nodded to his mother-in-law and said, "I picked up the treasure."
Don't look at Fang Ruoshi generously taking him around the streets, but when she really talked about this kind of thing with her acquaintances, her skin was as thin as paper, and she would burn at any point.
Blushing now, she said goodbye to her mother-in-law, and ran out quickly, dragging Qin Xiang's cuffs.
After eating and shopping all the way home, Fang Ruoshi was so tired that she slumped on the sofa and swiped Weibo with her mobile phone.
The official Weibo of "Qin Xiang String Orchestra", which she is particularly concerned about, posted a piece of content, which is a photo of Qin Xiang playing the piano at the Conservatory of Music yesterday.
Fang Ruoshi clicked on the picture and took a look.
Really handsome!
No wonder her mother-in-law just praised her for her good eyesight!
She suddenly remembered something, and poked the person watching the news next to her: "What's the name of the song you played yesterday?"
"Yesterday?" Qin Heng looked away from the TV, looked at her, and thought for a while, "The one in the concert hall?"
Fang Ruoshi nodded: "It's so hot! It's so exciting!"
"He's a pirate." Very pure British pronunciation.
Fang Ruoshi felt her heart start beating wildly, she rubbed her heart: "Pirate? Pirates of the Caribbean?"
"Well, the theme song of the movie." Qin Xiang added.
No wonder it sounds familiar.
"Then what is your intention of playing this song?" Fang Ruoshi asked.
Different from the irritability of being blocked by strangers in the morning, Qin Xiang is very patient at this time.
Instead of answering, he asked, "What do pirates do?"
"Robbery!" Fang Ruoshi replied smoothly, "But I still don't understand."
Pirates, robbery, what's the point?
"My girlfriend saw me perform live for the first time, and I was able to sing Mingzhi."
To Qu Mingzhi?
Fang Ruoshi looked at her body and hands, but there were no valuable items.
"Then what do you want to grab? I don't have anything here."
Qin Heng laughed dumbfounded, pointed to her heart, and said with a volume that only they could hear each other, "I only want you."
(2)
The two days in the ancient town were relaxed and leisurely.The whole family gathered under the same roof to eat and chat. Occasionally, Fang Ruoshi and Song Song would have a verbal fight, causing the whole yard to laugh.
Qin Xiang glanced at the busy figures in the yard, this long-lost family life, with the fireworks of the world, is very warm.
Fang Ruoshi quietly climbed onto his shoulder and glanced at the laptop in front of him: "A magazine interview?"
"Ah."
"What's the problem? Why do you ask what you like to eat?" Fang Ruoshi pointed to the last two lines of the electronic interview draft.
His fingers brushed against Qin Xiang's face with a slight coolness, and he was held within a second.
Qin Xiang squeezed her cold fingers and squeezed them into his palms: "Amateur adjustments other than professional interviews."
"Then you wait a moment to answer, I will copy down the question first."
Qin Xiang nodded in agreement and let her type on the phone.
Fang Ruoshi smiled at him with her mobile phone in her hand, "Let's answer each other, and let's get the answer right after we answer. Okay?"
"Sounds interesting."
Fang Ruoshi returned to the living room with a smile, and answered the question seriously:
Do you eat dumplings during Chinese New Year?Do not eat dumplings.
Do you eat sweet or salty Yuanxiao during the Lantern Festival?Of course it is sweet Lantern Festival.
Do you put sugar in scrambled eggs with tomatoes?Don't let it go!
Meat dumplings or sweet dumplings?Sweet rice dumplings with peanuts and glutinous rice, dipped in honey or sugar.
Do you want salty tofu or sweet tofu?Salted tofu!
most annoying thing?
this problem……
Fang Ruoshi thought for a while: If she could only choose one, it would be that she hates eating alone. Only when there are a large table full of people can the food be enjoyed.
She finished answering quickly, stood on the steps of the yard and asked Qin Xiang: "Have you answered it yet?"
Qin Heng beckons for her to go over.
Fang Ruoshi rushed over bouncingly, threw the phone to him, and looked at the screen herself.
Qin Xiang's answer is very simple, which fully illustrates his personality.
Below all the questions, he typed a line:
No, sweet, no, sweet, salty.Eat alone.
Fang Ruoshi looked at the questions one by one...
She turned her head to look at the answerer in a daze. Qin Xiang was holding her mobile phone and smiling.
This was originally just a small game on her whim, just to get to know him more, it was really casual.
However, when Fang Ruoshi saw Qin Heng's answer exactly the same as hers, she was still so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.
Qin Xiang patted her face, the dimples on her cheeks were particularly obvious.
He asked her, "What do you want to say?"
"us……"
tacit agreement?
Have a heart?
……
Fang Ruoshi felt that these words could not describe her mood at the moment, she looked at Qin Xiang silently, not knowing what to say.
Qin Xiangqing's voice was as low as spring water, with unexpected lightness: "We...we are made for each other."
Ok……
She was speechless.
However, no rebuttal is required.
This is the answer she most expects.
Two people who seem to be on parallel lines intersect due to messy reasons, which in itself is an incredible thing.If you can still find so many valuable similarities in getting along, this is simply a surprise.
match made in heaven……
Facing the screen full of "a couple born in heaven", Fang Ruoshi regretted posting the Q&A between her and Qin Xiang on Weibo that day.
The Weibo of "Snack Heart" only has two pictures and a sentence: "Two answers, a match made for each other." Followed by a very cute and coquettish emoji.
As a result, comments and retweets went crazy, increasing exponentially.
I went to work today and saw that the numbers are still rising, and all the comments are in the same formation, all of which are these four words: a match made in heaven.
It's really self-inflicted and you can't live, and you have to bear the consequences of showing affection.
Fang Ruoshi quit Weibo and sighed.
Wang Xiaojing heard the voice and knocked on her table: "I think you have been unusual since you came back from a business trip."
"Uh... what's abnormal?" Fang Ruoshi retorted subconsciously, "The article is written as it is, the manuscript is accepted as it is, and the internal journal is done as it is."
Wang Xiaojing curled her lips: "But, when you look at the manuscript, you will laugh inexplicably, or you will suddenly sigh like just now. This is not normal at all!"
"No way..." Fang Ruoshi shrank her neck a little guilty.
"Don't you dare to say no! You and my male god come back from a business trip and you're out of your mind! Could it be because of unspoken rules?" Wang Xiaojing blinked at her.
Unspoken rules……
Hearing these three words, Fang Ruoshi felt an indescribably strange feeling in his heart.
"Ahem..." She pretended to clear her throat, and repeated what Xiaojing called Qin Xiang, "Male god..."
She suddenly thought of the group of crazy fans at the Conservatory of Music, and said with a smile, "Do you know what your male god is called at school?"
"what?"
Fang Ruoshi moved closer, and whispered to her, "Old... husband..."
"Wow! How courageous, do I agree?" Wang Xiaojing rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth.
Fang Ruoshi smiled and fell on her shoulder: "Then you are like this, does your male god know?"
"It doesn't matter whether he knows it or not, as long as I love him silently."
Hearing others calling her boyfriend "husband" and "male god", and even jokingly saying "love him", Fang Ruoshi didn't know what it was like.
She suddenly wanted to test to see if these fans of Qin Xiang would care about her existence.
"Honey, maybe the male god has a girlfriend..."
"Huh?" Wang Xiaojing rolled her eyes, and her eyes fell on her face, "Do you know something?"
Fang Ruoshi was flustered by seeing this, and quickly waved her hands: "I don't know!"
"Cover up, cover up in such a panic, hum..." Wang Xiaojing squinted her eyes slightly to look at her, her eyes were like two searchlights shining directly on her, "Still insisting that there is no problem between you?"
Without waiting for her to respond, Wang Xiaojing retreated to her seat while watching her while whistling.
Fang Ruoshi continued to organize the manuscripts in the mailbox. There were articles with different styles sent by different departments, but none of them could make her concentrate.
Forget it, since she has decided to be with Qin Xiang, it is meaningless to entangle with such questions as "whether other people know" and "what Qin Xiang's fans think of her".
Fang Ruoshi quickly clicked on her phone and posted a new Weibo.
Both pictures and texts, it was Song Song pestering her to make mixed eggplant that day.
“两根茄子去皮蒸熟，软到用筷子一戳就烂的程度，晾凉后用手随便撕成条。盐1/4勺、花椒面1/4勺、香油1勺、生抽2勺、老抽1/2勺、醋1勺、辣椒油或青椒酱2勺，搅匀后淋到茄子上，撒葱花。”
A very simple recipe, a quick dish suitable for office workers, and especially appetizing for dinner.
There were comments soon, and Fang Ruoshi selected a few representative replies.
I checked the Weibo of "Qin Xiang String Orchestra" again, and it was still the same photo, but the forwarding and comment data was already very scary.
These days, you really have to look at your face in everything you do!
Fang Ruoshi revised the manuscript all afternoon, and when she was about to leave work, she felt a little sore in her shoulders.
She moved her shoulders and neck a few times, and it was indeed stiff, so she silently clicked on the profile picture of a "Little Junior Sister" on WeChat.
Junior Junior Sister is a young female Chinese medicine practitioner at the Chinese Medicine Physiotherapy Center in the community where Fang Ruoshi lives. Because she has learned all kinds of Chinese medicine knowledge from her father since she was a child, and is the youngest among the brothers and sisters, everyone calls her "Little Junior Sister".Fang Ruoshi often went to physiotherapy, got acquainted with the people in the Chinese medicine clinic, and called everyone together.
Today, Fang Ruoshi entered the Chinese medicine clinic right after work, and the younger junior sister pressed her shoulders and neck while tsk-tsk: "Sister Ruoshi, how many manuscripts have you written? Your shoulder and neck muscles are so stiff!"
"It's probably because they are protesting that I haven't been here for a long time."
"That's right, you haven't come to play with me for a long time!" Little Junior Sister said, and her subordinates unconsciously increased their strength.
Fang Ruoshi hissed twice, without crying out in pain, and continued: "There have been too many things recently."
"Tch..." Junior Sister curled her lips, "I saw you show your affection on Weibo a few days ago!"
Show affection……
"No way!" Fang Ruoshi didn't even think to refute.
"That's a 'natural pair', even a blind person can see that something is wrong!"
"Then why are you still blind..." Fang Ruoshi replied weakly.
"Because I haven't seen the rumored actor yet!" The younger junior sister picked up the preheated scraping board, tested the temperature on her palm, and smiled, "Sister, tell me, don't hide it from me. "
Fang Ruoshi was lying on the physiotherapy bed, motionless: "Meet a man who feels good, let's date him."
The younger junior sister approached her gossipingly, and asked, "Do you have any photos?"
"My latest account on Weibo."
As soon as Fang Ruoshi finished speaking, she felt that the scraping board on her back hadn't moved.She raised her head and saw the little junior sister poking the phone screen quickly.
"I'll go!" The junior sister exploded, holding the phone with an idiot face, almost licking the screen, "Sister Ruoshi, don't beauties have very good luck!"
The little junior sister glanced at her. Fang Ruoshi had fair skin, curved eyebrows, and a sweet smile, which was very attractive.
"Really, look at your ex-boyfriend is also very handsome and very..."
Before she finished speaking, Fang Ruoshi glanced over.
The little junior sister murmured and took the words away, and raised the scraping board in her hand with a flattering smile.
Fang Ruoshi lay down again, and sighed: "Handsome is good for a fart!"
"Then why does every boyfriend look for handsome guys!"
"I didn't find it."
"what?"
"I'm passive..."
The junior sister was so angry that she threw the scraping board: "Sister, can I go on strike today?"
Fang Ruoshi was overjoyed, and stretched out his hand to hold her: "Okay, I'll introduce you next time."
"Uh...no need..."
This time it was strange for Fang Ruoshi to change, she looked up and saw that the younger junior sister was blushing, and she was exerting force on her shoulder blades.
Seeing like this, she doesn't need to worry about introducing her, the little junior sister has a sweetheart!
"Aren't you going out with handsome guys?" Little Junior Sister suddenly asked.
Fang Ruoshi sat up with a bath towel on: "Maintaining a moderate amount of personal space is very important to me."
"Don't want to get tired of being together every day?"
Fang Ruoshi thought about it seriously, and it was undeniable that she was quite willing to stay with Qin Xiang.Moreover, when they were in Wuxi, they were together almost all day.
Even if they have their own things to do and don't talk to the computer, Fang Ruoshi will feel happy as long as he looks up and sees him.
(3)
The dining room of the Qin family's old house was brightly lit, and Qin Xiang's parents, who had just returned home from the tour, were having dinner.
Qin Xiang sat aside and listened to them talk about their work arrangements for the New Year.
At the end of the meal, Qin Heng's mother, Ning Qing, solemnly invited her son: "Can we invite Qin Xiang String Orchestra for the New Year's concert?"
Qin Xiang, who was absent-minded, raised his head when he heard her question.
Ning Qing was over half a hundred years old, and she still had black hair and was full of energy, without any of the depression of an old lady.A pair of eyes that looked very much like Qin Xiang's were shining brightly, and his curled eyelashes fanned as if nothing.
"Okay, arrange it."
Seeing his son agreeing so readily, Qin Xiang's father, Qin Youtian, smiled and said, "Your schedule is so empty?"
Qin Heng didn't speak, but only gave a soft "hmm".
At this time, Ning Qing rubbed her stomach and complained to others: "It's such a blessing to be able to eat the meals cooked by Mrs. Guan as soon as I get home!"
Sister-in-law Guan, who has worked in the Qin family for decades, was delighted when she heard this: "If you like to eat, stay at home as much as possible. I will cook it for you in different ways."
"Then I'll be so shy playing the piano!" Ning Qing laughed.
"What makes you smile so happily?"
The eldest uncle of the Qin family came down from upstairs, followed by Qin Lei and Wen Jing.
Qin Youtian and the three of them took their seats, and handed each of them a cup of tea: "Is the meeting over?"
Qin Lei held the teacup, touched the hot wall, blew on the cup before putting it in front of Wen Jing: "Be careful it's hot."
Wen Jing smiled at him: "Okay."
Qin Xiang looked away, turned his head, and happened to see his father holding his mother's hand.
I don't know what I said just now, my father lightly rubbed my mother's fingers, and my mother's face was a little flushed for some reason.
Suddenly, Qin Xiang felt that he had been sprinkled with two handfuls of dog food.
He suddenly understood Fang Ruoshi's cousin Song Song, and understood how he felt about himself and Fang Ruoshi back then.
Thinking of Fang Ruoshi, he unconsciously curled his mouth, clicked on WeChat and sent a message.
"doing what?"
There was no movement.
Qin Xiang looked up at the other single dog at home, the uncle, and saw that the old single dog was not affected at all, sipping the good tea in the teacup seriously.
The phone vibrated on the table, and Fang Ruoshi's message came back: "Miss me?"
Behind it is a very playful raised eyebrow expression.
"Yes."
Straightforwardness is Qin Xiang's consistent style.
After sending this word, he suddenly wanted to see her very much, and wanted to see the way she licked her lips and smiled at him.
The people at the table were still chatting, but he didn't care about what was said.
I saw my cousin hugging my sister-in-law, my mother leaning on my father, and the two couples were chatting with their uncle, unaware of the intimacy revealed by their body language.
Qin Heng frowned and wanted to get married.
"Ahem..." He cleared his throat, and the others stopped to look at him, "If there is no other plan in the near future, I would like to arrange for you to meet someone."
Qin Youtian and Ning Qing spoke immediately: "Who?"
The uncle was also holding a teacup and looking at him.
Qin Lei looked at Qin Xiang, frowned slightly, with a serious expression on his face.He and Wen Jing looked at each other, and they were the first to react: "Girlfriend?"
Qin Heng glanced at him without nodding or shaking his head.
However, the word "girlfriend" was like a miniature bomb, quickly igniting the temporarily silent atmosphere.
Ning Qing leaned closer to Qin Xiang's seat, and asked in surprise, "Have you got a girlfriend?"
Qin Xiang still replied with an "um" that remained unchanged for thousands of years.
"Are you sure?" Qin Youtian asked.
Although we are confirming with him, everyone knows that with Qin Xiang's character, if he didn't really identify with the other party, he would not rashly propose to meet.
And so cautiously, speaking out in front of the whole family, one can imagine the seriousness.
Qin Xiang knew what they were thinking, and quickly said the next sentence, which was extraordinary.
"Going to get married."
As soon as this remark came out, the whole family was shocked.
Ning Qing couldn't sit still anymore, and asked very eagerly: "Before I went on tour with your dad, didn't you have no girlfriend yet? You are going to get married this time when you come back?"
"Auntie, please don't get excited, let Qin Xiang introduce to us." Qin Lei refilled her tea and comforted her to sit down first.
Wen Jing also took the opportunity to chime in: "Yes, first listen to the general situation of the girl."
Qin Xiang glanced at his cousin and sister-in-law, and said four words: "You two know each other."
ha?
This time, the eyes of the three elders turned to Qin Lei and Wen Jing, but they looked confused without knowing it.
"Who?"
The two asked in unison.
"Fang Ruoshi."
Ah!
"Ruoshi?" Wen Jing widened her eyes and confirmed with Qin Xiang.
After getting an affirmative answer, Wen Jing covered her mouth and burst out laughing, and Qin Lei also had an expression of enlightenment.
Seeing that his son and daughter-in-law knew the inside story, the uncle of the Qin family said, "What's the matter? You two talk about it."
As Fang Ruoshi's senior sister, Wen Jing naturally took on the responsibility of introduction.
From Fang Ruoshi's age, hometown, graduate school, job, to hobbies, personality, and temper, Wen Jing explained everything she knew.
Qin Youtian nodded after listening: "It sounds good."
After Qin Lei saw his uncle's approval, he quickly spoke for Qin Xiang: "A very good girl, with strong working ability and strong living ability."
"How do you know her ability to live?" The uncle was always deep and steady, but he couldn't help it now.
Wen Jing was afraid that everyone might misunderstand, so she quickly explained: "Because Ruoshi's cooking is delicious, Qin Lei and I often go to eat together. Qin Xiang met Ruoshi when he went to someone's house for dinner with us last time."
As soon as she heard "the cooking is delicious", Ning Qing became interested again: "She cooks better than Mrs. Guan's?"
"En!" Qin Xiang, who hadn't spoken for a long time, finally made a sound, and responded to his mother loudly.
"Uh..." Wen Jing glanced at Aunt Guan who was refilling tea from far and near, "It's not a cuisine. Aunt Guan's dishes are delicious, and Ruoshi's Sichuan dishes are also delicious!"
The uncle seemed to think of something: "You two sometimes don't go home for dinner, and say you are going to a friend's house, do you mean to go to that girl's house for dinner?"
Qin Lei and Wen Jing nodded indifferently.
Seeing this, Qin Youtian smiled and shook his head with his elder brother.
Ning Qing looked at her son and joked, "So you like to eat her cooking?"
How can Qin Xiang not understand the true meaning of mother's question?
He didn't answer his mother directly, but just said: "I fell in love with her at first sight."
love at first sight……
What a firm word.
The moment we met, it was doomed.
Qin Youtian and Ning Qing, who fell in love at first sight decades ago and decided for life, looked at each other and smiled, and said to Qin Xiang, "Arrange time."
The uncle also went upstairs and returned to his room with a smile.
Wen Jing was the only one who couldn't believe it, because she didn't get any news from Ruo Shi before.
"How long have you been with Ruoshi?" she asked.
"it's been a while."
"Also, what do you mean by getting married?"
Facing Wen Jing's questioning, Qin Xiang rubbed his brows and said, "Wait for my good news."
Seeing that he was so confident, Qin Lei couldn't help but asked him with a smile: "What do we need to do?"
"Yes, we can help you!" Wen Jing was eager to try, "Based on my friendship with Ruoshi, my assists must be perfect."
Unexpectedly, Qin Xiang didn't intend to appreciate her, so he bowed his hands to her: "Thank you, sister-in-law, it's just..."
After a pause, he said, "In this matter, I believe more in my relationship with her."
What's the meaning?Does it mean that he has a better relationship with Ruoshi?
Seeing that his wife was about to lose his temper, Qin Lei hurriedly stopped her and agreed with Qin Xiang: "Okay, Wen Jing and I will not interfere."
Wen Jing was aggrieved, and thumped Qin Lei's shoulder and complained in a low voice: "Obviously I introduced them to each other, why is he so pushy?!"
Qin Lei smoothed Shun Wenjing's hair and comforted her: "So, whether it's friendship or affection, if he marries a wife, he has to work hard on his own!"
(4)
It has been a while since Qin Xiang made the oath of victory. Except for the time in the string orchestra, Qin Heng basically stayed with Fang Ruoshi.
Especially on a weekend like this, when the wind howls through the windows and rattles the panes.
Qin Xiang was sitting on the sofa at Fang Ruoshi's house, watching the music program introducing his parents on TV, and listening to the tinkling sound of cooking from the kitchen from time to time, his heart was filled with some inexplicable feeling. The unknown emotion is what he longed for since he was a child, and it comes from the little warmth of his family.
As the son of a well-known violinist and cellist, Qin Xiang has been used to the days when his parents are away all the year round since he was a child.Although his parents love him and love him very much, the feeling that he can only see his parents on TV, newspapers, magazines and the Internet is not 100% warm.
This harmonious and happy little family has always lacked a little popularity.
However, at this moment, when he walked to the door of the kitchen, he could smell the sporadic fragrance, such real worldly fireworks, really filled his side.That figure spinning around in the kitchen, as long as he stretches out his hand, he can hug him full.
"Do you need help?"
"Huh?" Fang Ruoshi, who was preparing dinner, didn't realize it for a moment.
Qin Xiang had already rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, pointed to the garlic cloves on the cutting board, and asked, "Do you want to cut it?"
Fang Ruoshi was washing vegetables, she turned to look at him.
Basically, Qin Xiang's clothes are very simple and casual as long as he is not working, holding a concert or attending a formal occasion.
Today, he was wearing a sweater, which was cold black as usual, but for some reason, he exuded a particularly warm aura around him.
Qin Heng cut the garlic into even thin slices and placed them neatly on the upper right corner of the cutting board.
"enough?"
"That's enough, cut the rest into minced garlic."
He put the blade parallel to the cutting board and quickly smashed it at the garlic clove.With the knife in hand, the garlic cloves rolled everywhere.
Fang Ruoshi couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud: "Master Qin, can we be more professional?"
"Didn't you shoot it like this?" Qin Xiang frowned and picked up the scattered garlic.
"I'll come, you rest."
I saw Fang Ruoshi cut the big petals into small pieces first, and then put them together with the small petals, pressed them with the blade, and smashed them hard with the palm of the hand a few times. Chop, minced garlic is done.
After the two hard dishes were served, Fang Ruoshi took out the induction cooker and set it up, using a small pot to boil half a pot of boiling water.
"Ah!" Fang Ruoshi screamed, "I bought wine online, but forgot to take it."
"Where did you put it? I'll get it."
Fang Ruoshi turned off the switch of the induction cooker, and said, "The courier is in the delivery tube, I'll go with you."
The two went downstairs together, and Fang Ruoshi came out of the property management office with a drink in hand.
In the distance, Qin Heng was smoking a cigarette leaning on the railing, and the flickering sparks were instantly extinguished the moment he saw Fang Ruoshi.
He went up to meet her, and silently took the wine from Fang Ruoshi's hand without waiting for Fang Ruoshi to speak.
To be honest, Fang Ruoshi thought about whether to pass the wine to Qin Xiangti before she came out, but after she came out, she felt that it was only two bottles of wine, so there was no need to be so hypocritical.Simply forget it and say nothing.
The two bottles of wine are not heavy in themselves, but the second Qin Heng took them away, it seemed that something lifted the weight from Fang Ruoshi's heart.He can know the thoughts in her heart and what she is looking forward to without extra words.
This was the most fatal blow to Fang Ruoshi, easily hitting the softest part of her heart.
She quickened her pace to keep up with Qin Heng, without thinking about it, she took his arm and leaned against him sweetly.
When I got home, the half pot of boiling water was still a little hot, so Fang Ruoshi turned on the induction cooker again.
She added a little water to the meat stuffing that had been adjusted with salt and starch, mixed well, and stirred vigorously, then put a few slices of garlic that Qin Xiang had cut before into the pot.When the water was about to boil, she turned down the heat, and quickly scooped the meat filling into a circle with a spoon and sent it into the water.Once the water is hot, roll the meatballs into the pot.
Wait until the meatballs are all floating, next a handful of tender green pea tips.Heat it in boiling water, and when the water boils again, add a few drops of sesame oil and a pinch of salt, and turn off the heat.
The fragrant soup wafted around in the dining room with its curling aroma.
"Meatball soup?"
"Yeah." Fang Ruoshi poured the soup into a large soup bowl, and said with a smile through layers of heat, "In Sichuan dialect, it's pea sharp dumpling soup."
She speaks in the Sichuan dialect that Qin Xiang has long been used to, which is the most crisp way of speaking in the native dialect.
Qin Heng pursed his lips and smiled at her.
When Fang Ruoshi saw his dimples, she felt even more proud, not to mention how beautiful they were: "This bowl of soup doesn't have any advanced skills, but the meat is good and strong, and the meat is delicious..."
"Ah, no," Fang Ruoshi changed his words after thinking about it, "Actually, there are skills. The ratio of salt, starch and water must be mastered!"
"What is the ratio?"
She smiled slyly: "Family inheritance."
Qin Xiang understood and nodded: "Is it to pass on the female and not the male?"
"Do you believe it?" Fang Ruoshi licked her lips and looked at him.
Qin Xiang took a meatball and said leisurely: "Can we inherit a daughter?"
Fang Ruoshi answered smoothly: "Yes."
When she reacted, Qin Xiang was looking at her with dimples and smiling.
Fang Ruoshi's face turned red, and she quickly lowered her head to eat.
But Qin Heng's gaze was so scorching that she had to raise her head.
"What are you laughing at?" She shouted at Qin Xiang with a blushing face.
Qin Xiang held his chopsticks and didn't speak, and couldn't let go of the corners of his mouth.
He said casually: "I can eat pea tip dumpling soup for the rest of my life."
Fang Ruoshi licked her lips, wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word, so she could only continue eating with a face as red as a tomato.
Before eating, Fang Ruoshi asked Qin Xiang to play some violin music.
The tune at this time is deep and gorgeous, with obvious enthusiasm and carnival.
The more Fang Ruoshi listened, the redder her face became, so she had to fan the wind with her hands, pretending that the soup was very hot.
In order to change the subject, she tapped his cell phone: "What song is this?"
"The Hungarian Carnival."
"You pulled it?"
"No."
"Why play this song?"
"Shuffle Playback."
"Oh."
Yes!Off topic success!
Fang Ruoshi finally didn't have to be too embarrassed.
Unexpectedly, Qin Xiang became interested, picked up a few pea tips slowly, and said, "I think this song is very suitable for the occasion."
Ok?
Fang Ruoshi raised her head and met his bright black eyes, like starlight in the dark night.
"Why didn't you say it?" Fang Ruoshi asked him hastily after his appetite was whetted.
Still with that faint smile hanging on his lips, Qin Heng raised his index finger and pressed it on his lips: "There are some beautiful things in love that should not be shared with others."
"including me?"
"including you."
"Stealing fun by yourself?"
Qin Heng nodded very firmly.
"OK then."
Fang Ruoshi put down her chopsticks, went to the kitchen to wash two small wine glasses and came out.
She unpacked the wine she had just brought back, poured two glasses, and pushed one to Qin Xiang.
Holding the delicate white porcelain cup, she raised it up: "As you wish, let's drink to the beauty of love."
Qin Xiang held the cup and touched her lightly: "For..."
He paused, as if organizing his words.After a second pause, he raised his glass and changed his words: "As I wish."
In the dining room, the low-alcohol flower and fruit wine exudes a faint smell of wine, wrapped in the fragrance of flowers and the freshness of liqueur, and is secretly fermented in the steamy room.
With a dignified smile, Qin Heng stared straight at Fang Ruoshi and drank the wine in his glass.
This year, the winter in Yaocheng is extremely cold.
When Fang Ruoshi sent Qin Xiang downstairs, she was only wrapped in a red coat, and the cold wind poured into her neck, making her shiver.
Qin Heng hugged her: "Go back."
"Well, then take a taxi and don't drive." Fang Ruoshi reminded him, fearing that he forgot to drink.
Qin Xiang nodded and pushed her back.
No one wanted to stay outside in the midwinter night, only the two of them in the courtyard of the community were elongated by the moonlight.
Qin Xiang watched the red figure walk away step by step, his throat tightened for no reason.
"Fang Ruoshi..."
The red shadow immediately stopped and turned to look at him.
In the dead of night, except for the sound of the wind, there was no movement, but Qin Xiang's heart was playing the carnival song he listened to during dinner.
After hesitating to speak all night, the words came to his lips again. Qin Heng took a deep breath, and the cold air pierced his body like a shot of cardiotonic.
"Fang Ruoshi..." He called out again.
Ok?
Fang Ruoshi looked at him suspiciously.
Since we met so far, Qin Heng seldom calls her by her full name.It is rare for the two of them to call each other by name when they are alone, and most of the time they have to be called "Ruoshi".
It was the first time that she was called by her first and last name like today.
Fang Ruoshi felt strange, took two steps back, raised her eyebrows and asked him, "What's wrong?"
"I have never hidden my desires and purpose, I have taken a fancy to you from the very beginning!"
Unexpectedly, Fang Ruoshi was a little surprised when he said this sentence out of the blue, but still couldn't help laughing.
"I know." She nodded, her shoulder-length hair sliding across her face.
"So..." On a rare occasion, Qin Xiang stopped.
"So?" Fang Ruoshi blankly looked at the man in front of her, the man who just urged her to go home quickly.
He seemed a little nervous, his face was serious, his brows were slightly wrinkled, he put his fist to his lips and cleared his throat.
"Fang Ruoshi, let's get married."
The nervous red figure who was looking at him with his hands in his hands just now froze in place.
Fang Ruoshi reflexively said "ah", and after realizing something, she covered her mouth in shock.
She looked at Qin Heng in disbelief, under the heavy night, only the faint light sprinkled on his body like a layer of icing.
He didn't speak anymore, with his hands in his trouser pockets, he still had that haughty and cold look, but a faint blush appeared on his cheeks.
Fang Ruoshi bit her lip and lowered her head, trying to find her own thoughts in this cold night.
However, I have no clue.
She raised her head again, and her eyes fell on Qin Heng again.
This man who has always been noble and arrogant became anxious, and walked towards her step by step with his legs open.
In the end, Qin Xiang stood still in front of her, pretending to be calm despite being extremely nervous, staring at her without blinking.
one two three four five six seven eight……
As time passed by, Qin Xiang's heart was hanging in the air.
Fang Ruoshi looked at his fluttering eyelashes, and suddenly grinned.
"Okay."
The voice is crisp and pleasant, and the light ending slips far, far away in the thick black curtain.
As if waiting for countless times, Qin Xiang finally got Fang Ruoshi's answer.The promise of simple two words is like a pair of warm hands, pulling his heart back.
He hugged Fang Ruoshi, and the person in his arms buried his head and laughed.
The red cashmere coat made her face extraordinarily beautiful, her lips were red and her teeth were white, her smile was like a flower, and she was so beautiful in the cold and windy midwinter.
(End of this chapter)
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