throbbing marriage

Chapter 48

He Yuhan wore a beige woolen coat and a plaid scarf of the same color today, still looking like an elite, but his hair has not been taken care of in the past two days, and the sideburns have grown back, lying softly on his forehead, and his face looks like a hangover Qingbai, looks decadent and aesthetically pleasing, this appearance is the easiest to get the favor of the elderly, my grandma was originally kind-hearted, and when she saw it, she felt very distressed.

Ji Wan didn't speak, and walked into the kitchen and rolled up his sleeves: "Grandma, let me help, should the ribs be roasted in sauce or put in soup? I'll stew them in a pressure cooker first."

"Soak it in cooking wine first, then put it into the pot after a while," Grandma's attention was immediately drawn away, and she came in after her.

"There are so many dishes today, who else wants to come?" Ji Wan asked casually.

"Your uncle's family is coming over. Your aunt likes to eat seafood. Today's crabs are quite fresh." Grandma murmured, apparently very happy with the arrival of the uncle's family.

Ji Wan's hand froze, and he couldn't help becoming vigilant.

"Grandma, go and rest, I'll help Wanwan." He Yuhan walked in quietly.

The kitchen was too small, and it was a bit difficult for the three of them to turn around in it. Grandma smiled happily: "The relationship is good, and Xiaohan can cook. My old lady will enjoy the blessings of the two of you today."

There were only two people left in the small space, and the familiar aura was close at hand, as if they could touch each other's body with every gesture.

Ji Wan avoided the scorching gaze, and picked up a carrot and started cutting it.

He Yuhan came over and praised: "Your knife skills are really good, where did you learn it?"

Ji Wan picked up the carrot and copied it, avoiding his body, and put it into the chopped cauliflower pot.When the pork rib sauce was ready, she poured it into the pressure cooker, blew it on for a while, then turned it to a low heat and simmered slowly, then went to look at the little hen stewed next to it, and added some soup and sauce.

She was so busy that no matter how much He Yuhan struck up a conversation, she didn't say a word.

When the pork ribs were braised in brown sauce, He Yuhan's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he raised his hand to pick up the spatula: "I will do this, I will take a break."

Ji Wan hastily dodged it, leaned against the wall, and looked at the man with obscure eyes.The air conditioner was on in the room, and he had already taken off his coat. The sweater was soft and fitted, which gave him a little more warmth at home.

However, this is just his illusion, which has blinded Ji Wan for so many days, and this man's arrogance and life and death in his bones have never changed.

With a sound of "boom", a ball of flames rushed up suddenly, He Yuhan took a step back in embarrassment, Ji Wan was taken aback, and quickly picked up the lid of the pot and put it on the wok.

When the flames were extinguished, He Yuhan gasped, and a pain hit his fingers.

Ji Wan quickly grabbed his hand and put it under the faucet, the cold water rushed down instantly and drenched the injured part.

"What did you pour into it!" Ji Wan asked angrily.

He Yuhan looked at the stove and suddenly realized: "Maybe I mistook the oil bottle for soy sauce."

His finger turned red quickly, and two blisters gradually formed on it, Ji Wan said coldly: "You pampered son learns how to cook. You're dripping, I'll go find ointment."

He Yuhan's other hand quickly grabbed her, his deep eyes were firmly fixed on her face, and he called her name in a low voice, as if he was begging for something.

Ji Wan's expression was indifferent: "Let go, I don't want to quarrel with you at grandma's house."

The beating flames in the eyes gradually extinguished, and the almost freezing water flowed into the heart through the fingertips, and He Yuhan slowly let go of her hand.

Ji Wan strode out of the kitchen, rummaging through boxes and boxes to find burn ointment, but her mind was disturbed, and after searching for a while, she suddenly realized that the medicine box had been moved to grandma's room.

Ji Wan's fingers were long and slender, and his eyelids were half-drooped. He carefully applied the ointment evenly to the wound, and the burning sensation on his fingertips was replaced by a burst of coolness.

Enjoying the beauty of mutual love, the loneliness these days is extremely unbearable.Everywhere in the air seems to linger on the fragrance of Ji Wan; when he closes his eyes, a faint smile is imprinted in his mind; every second of the night makes him relive the slippery touch of his fingertips...

No matter how colorful the New Year's Eve party is, without her by her side, it will be a black and white silent film with faded colors.

At midnight, the time to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, listening to the beeping sound of the mobile phone, imagining her cold eyes, he was drunk, and with sips of strong wine, he repeatedly asked himself if it was time Time to give up?Why let yourself suffer like this?

With this thought, even though the whole body was numb by alcohol, the chest still seemed to be torn apart, and the pain was suffocating.

When he woke up in the hotel suite in the early morning, he opened the window, and a biting chill raged on his face. Behind him was the warm wind from the hotel. In the extreme heat and cold, the thick night outside the window was pierced by a ray of dawn.

He suddenly woke up.

What he wants, he knows very well.

Ji Wan loves her wholeheartedly and without reservation.

He will not allow this relationship to end abruptly like it did in the second year of high school.

If Ji Wan was going to waste, it would take a lifetime.

Voices came from outside the door, Ji Wan's uncle and aunt came, his hands slipped with the ointment, a sharp pain came, and He Yuhan gasped.

Ji Wan raised his eyes and looked at him fixedly, eyes full of vigilance.

He Yuhan froze for a moment: "What's wrong?"

"What do you want to do?" Ji Wan frowned slightly, "If you still have a conscience, don't threaten me with grandma."

He Yuhan's heart twitched, and he suddenly understood: "What do you think I'm going to use your aunt for? To rob your grandma's house again?"

Ji Wan remained silent.

He Yuhan's face turned pale little by little, and it took a while before he said coldly: "You think so, am I sorry for you if I don't do something?"

The kitchen was too small to seat five people, so grandma moved the dining table to the living room.

The lunch is very rich. There is a small hen in a braised crockpot in the middle. Flammulina velutipes, black fungus, shiitake mushrooms and various condiments are put together, and the aroma is overflowing; steamed crabs, stir-fried okra, glutinous rice lotus root slices in honey sauce... All of them looked delicious and delicious, only one braised short rib was a little burnt.

My cousin was studying in country M and couldn't come back. My uncle and aunt were very kind to He Yuhan when they saw him, and they spoke in a warm tone, as if they wanted to worship him as a bodhisattva.After listening to a few words, Ji Wan understood that there was a mistake in the school his cousin applied for in the first half of the year, and it was He Yuhan who re-applied to a suitable university for him.

"Your brother called and said that the school is very good. He won't come back this time after the New Year," said the aunt happily. Let’s say hello to grandma and sister for him.”

No matter what kind of person aunt is, the relationship between cousin and Ji Wan has always been pretty good, and this owes He Yuhan's favor, Ji Wan feels very uncomfortable.

"Yuhan, Nan Nan majored in civil engineering, do you think this major has a future?" Uncle asked cautiously.

"Normal." He Yuhan responded casually.

"Wanwan, the next generation of our Ji family is the two of you who are closest, and we will support each other in the future." The aunt interjected earnestly, "Yuhan, what major are you talking about has a future? I have long felt that studying civil engineering is too tiring. , is it too late to change it now?"

The lotus root slices in honey sauce tasted bitter like never before, and Ji Wan said lightly: "Auntie, civil engineering is pretty good, and, at my younger brother's age, it's time to sharpen it, he must not like your choice of him." Pointing fingers."

The aunt's complexion turned a little ugly, and she smiled stiffly: "Poor parents all over the world, Wan Wan, you will know when you have a child."

"Okay, what are you doing all this for the New Year?" Grandma said, "You all eat by yourself, Wanwan, you pick up vegetables for Xiaohan, his hands are not convenient."

What He Yuhan hurt was his right index finger, where he couldn't pick up the food, so he took a spoon in his left hand to help, looking quite embarrassed.

"Here, give Xiaohan a chicken leg." Grandma gave orders with distress.

Ji Wan had no choice but to pick up a small chicken leg and put it on the small plate in front of He Yuhan, but He Yuhan didn't touch it, just scooped up two spoonfuls of egg soup and mixed it with bibimbap, and ate it happily.

"Yo, did Yuhan's hand get burned? Wan Wan, you are so serious, why did you let Yuhan go to the kitchen." The aunt blamed.

He Yuhan glanced over sharply: "I like it."

The aunt immediately acted accordingly: "Oh, this is really rare, Wanwan, you are so lucky, look at your uncle, you have never cooked a meal for me in your life..."

The endless chirping made Ji Wan's head swell, so she had to bury her head in the food, and someone poked her foot. When she looked up, her grandma winked at her, beckoning her to take the meat of the chicken drumstick quickly. One point.

Ji Wan had no choice but to pull the plate, picked the chicken off, and poured it all into He Yuhan's bowl.

"Thank you." He Yuhan said in a low voice.

"You're welcome, you are a guest." Ji Wan replied.

Being blocked in one breath, He Yuhan almost couldn't catch it.

Finally, the meal was almost finished, Ji Wan's vigilant nerves almost relaxed, and he took He Yuhan away after eating, no matter how much the two of them quarreled outside, he couldn't let his grandma worry about it.

He Yuhan glanced at her, coughed lightly and said, "Grandma, I have a suggestion that I have considered for a long time, and I want to hear your opinion."

Ji Wan's hairs stood on end, and he quickly interfaced: "No need, the meal is over, didn't you just say you were going to pick up a client? I'll see you off."

"Just received a call and he missed the plane." He Yuhan replied without changing his face.

"Then sit a little longer," grandma said happily, "tell me, Xiaohan, what's your suggestion?"

"Grandma is getting old and has bad legs and feet. This house is on the first floor. It is very humid during the rainy season, and moisture is easy to accumulate in the joints. I suggest that grandma sell the house on this floor..."

"No," Ji Wan flatly refused without thinking, "Grandma is fine here, she didn't sell it before, and she won't sell it now."

"...change to the elevator room in the next building, which is higher." He Yuhan accepted it calmly.

Ji Wan was stunned.

My aunt's eyes lit up all of a sudden.

(End of this chapter)