Genius Alchemist

"What's up?"

"Thank you for this time." Feng Yaochen sincerely thanked him. If it weren't for Shen Qingling, it wouldn't end so well.

"Yes." Shen Qingling answered and walked around him. Xu Qianqian followed her.

Feng Yaochen hurried to catch up: "where are you going?"

"Eat."

When she said she was going to eat, Feng Yaochen was obviously excited: "otherwise, you can eat in my yard and I'll cook it for you! My cooking is better than that of the chef in the house!"

Then he looked at Shen Qingling carefully for fear that she wouldn't agree.

He had nothing to give her. Only his cooking was passable and he could cook a meal for her.

"You're a good cook?" Shen Qingling stopped and looked at him. He couldn't see that he could cook.

Feng Yaochen nodded hurriedly: "it's OK! Oh, by the way -" as if he thought of something, he quickly opened the food box in his hand and handed it to Shen Qingling: "this is the cake I made myself. Try it!"

Shen Qingling picked up a piece and tasted it.

It tastes good, but it's too sweet for her who doesn't like sweets.

Xu Qianqian likes to eat very much. After taking a bite, the whole person screamed exaggerated: "delicious! I like to eat sweet, sweet but not greasy, much better than my chef! I can't see that you still have this skill."

Feng Yaochen is embarrassed to scratch his head. He doesn't have much ability. He likes to study some recipes at ordinary times.

In fact, he was not interested in cooking before. After Feng nanwen became blind, he was in a bad mood at that time, so he tried to make Feng nanwen happy.

He can't see, but the taste is still there.

He painstakingly studied the menu and cooked all kinds of delicious food for Feng nanwen every day. When he ate up all his meals, he would have great satisfaction in his heart.

Seeing that Xu Qianqian liked to eat, Shen Qingling agreed to eat in his yard with Feng Yaochen.

Feng Yaochen was very happy all the way and specially asked them if they had any taboos and what they liked to eat.

"I like spicy food, not sweet."

"On the contrary, brother Ling Qing and I like sweet food rather than spicy food!"

Feng Yaochen wrote down their eating habits.

The courtyard where Feng Yaochen lives is remote, mainly because Feng nanwen likes cleanliness. A large area of plum trees was planted in front of the courtyard. The breeze blew and the plum blossoms fell. It was very beautiful.

Bypass Meilin to the courtyard where Feng Yaochen lives.

Before he went in, he heard a flute.

It sounds good, but the tune is a little sad.

"My father is playing the flute." Feng Yaochen smiled and pushed the door in.

The sound of the flute stopped. Feng nanwen, sitting in the yard, put the flute on the stone table and turned his head to look in their direction.

His eyes are empty and have no focus.

"Dad, why are you sitting outside? It's so cold. Come on in."

Feng Yaochen said and wanted to hold Feng nanwen in.

Feng nanwen shook his head gently, indicating that it was OK.

"Mr. Xu, Miss Qingling." he stood up and nodded slightly in the direction of Shen Qingling and Xu Qianqian.

Xu Qianqian was startled and whispered to Shen Qingling, "isn't he invisible? How do you know it's you and me?"

"Everyone's smell is unique. Although I can't see it, I can smell it."

The gentle voice of Fengnan sounded again.

Xu Qianqian laughed twice when he was caught whispering.

He spoke in a very low voice. Who knows he can still hear him.

"Miss Qingling, I've heard about the front yard. It's caused by drug dust. Thank you for helping the Feng family."

"You're welcome."

Feng nanwen has a temperament of being aloof from the world and indifferent to the mountains and rivers, which can calm people's mood.

Feng Yaochen goes to make delicious food for them. Shen Qingling and Xu Qianqian talk to Feng nanwen in the hall.

In fact, there's nothing to say. Fengnan is cold and doesn't speak. So is Shen Qingling.

Only Xu Qianqian is a chatterbox, but just now he grabbed the bag when he said bad things. He always felt a little embarrassed. Besides, he didn't know what to say in the face of unfamiliar people.

The three were speechless, and the hall was very quiet.

However, Feng nanwen has a temperament, which makes people not feel stiff and irritable.

It's not embarrassing for three people to sit and do their own work.

Feng Yaochen worked in the kitchen for more than an hour and finally prepared the food. He wiped his oily hand on his apron with a bright smile: "grandpa won't come back for dinner today, just the four of us."

The five elders were supposed to come back for dinner, but after hearing that Shen Qingling had dinner with him, they chose not to come back for dinner and went to fengmingjue to eat.

Shen Qingling helped them. They should invite people to dinner. But the girl's mouth was too poisonous. The five elders were worried that they could not control their temper. They quarreled with her and simply disappeared from sight.

Feng Yaochen is very careful. He remembers that Shen Qingling likes spicy food and Xu Qianqian likes sweet food.

There are three types of dishes. One is spicy, for Shen Qingling, some desserts for Xu Qianqian, and some light dishes for Feng nanwen.

His cooking was really delicious. Shen Qingling ate three bowls at one go.

I haven't had such a good meal for a long time.

Feng Yaochen watched Shen Qingling's expression as he cooked food for Feng nanwen. She couldn't help but be happy to see that she was eating very happily.

For a chef, nothing makes him happier than someone likes to eat his dishes.

"If you like to eat, you'll come often in the future. I'll make it for you!"

"Brother Ling Qing, if you come, remember to take me with you, and I'll rub the rice too." Xu Qian's cheeks are bulging, which is very cute.

With him, there's no need to worry about the cold. From time to time, he burst out two golden sentences, which made Shen Qingling cry and laugh.

Fengnan eats very little on weekdays. Generally, less than half a bowl is enough. Today, Shen Qingling and them are here and have enough to eat a bowl, but when he finishes eating, Shen Qingling and they haven't finished yet.

He watched them eat quietly.

It can't be said to look. After all, there is something wrong with his eyes and he can't see.

But he could hear, hear laughter, hear jokes, hear them talking and making noise.

They were young and glittering at the age of doing nothing.

Just by listening, you can think of their high spirited appearance.

Hearing this, Feng nanwen also unconsciously smiled. At this time, he didn't slow down.

"Cough! Cough!" he turned his back, coughed violently, covered his lips with a handkerchief, his body trembled, and his face was blue and red because he couldn't breathe.

"Dad!"

Feng Yaochen was so frightened that he quickly helped him along his back.

Xu Qianqian and Shen Qingling both put down their dishes and chopsticks and looked worried.

"Cough, cough..."

After a while, he stopped coughing and slowly relaxed.

He put the handkerchief into his sleeve. Shen Qingling, Xu Qianqian and Feng Yaochen clearly saw the bright blood red on the handkerchief.

He had hemoptysis.

It should be more than once.

Although Feng nanwen couldn't see it, he obviously knew he had hemoptysis. When he collected the handkerchief, he unconsciously wanted to cover up the side with blood, but Shen Qingling and Xu Qianqian saw it.

Feng Yaochen's eyes were red and there were several blood threads. He casually wiped his face with his hand and stopped his tears.

"Sorry to scare you." Feng nanwen's voice was weak and hoarse.