i was my mistake

"You don't... have a fever, do you?" Ye Chen quickly walked to his father, ignoring the resistance of the bearded old man, and put his small hand on his forehead abruptly.

"It's a little hot."

"Ahem...it's okay, it's okay." Father stood up again, "What do you want to eat in the morning? I'll make it for you. Wan Qing didn't eat anything yesterday, right? It's impossible not to eat to supplement nutrition."

"Is it really okay?"

"Put—" Before the father finished speaking, he almost tripped over his own slippers, and Xiao Bai, who was lying next to him, flew out with his tail between his legs in fright.

"Is it really okay? Or you should just lie down..."

"Then who cooks?"

"I come?"

"Can you do it?" My father looked suspicious, "Don't blow up the kitchen."

"Hey, you don't believe me that much! Don't worry! I usually help out a lot."

"Help with what?"

"Cooking?"

"Can you cook porridge?"

"Hmm...that seems to be made by Wan Qing."

Father lay back under the blanket, his body trembling slightly: "I didn't expect that I would be recruited one day."

"You should be glad that I didn't get the trick, otherwise there would be no one to do the work." Ye Chen mumbled and walked into the kitchen, "It's easy to cook porridge, right? Just add more water?"

"It's still a bit troublesome to cook porridge in the rice cooker. You have to watch that the water doesn't come out, and the time should not be too long, otherwise it will be too thick. I don't have much appetite today. Cook it thinner so that you can eat it."

"Understood, leave it to me!" Ye Chen pretended to be confident and said, but in fact, after being told by her father, she seemed not so sure about cooking porridge.

I have done it a few times before, but it was either dry or too thick. The rice is not like rice, and the porridge is not like porridge.

"Then make an omelette, and if you can't make it, make poached eggs..." Father yawned, and lay back under the quilt, his eyes seemed to be unable to open, "Just heat up the oil and beat the eggs into it. , if you don’t know how to do it, it’s a small...fire..."

"Okay, what else should I do? I still have yesterday's cold dishes, how about warming them up?"

"Sleepy...you do it first, don't worry..."

"Tsk, I was full of confidence yesterday." Ye Chen couldn't help but teased him, but the latter didn't answer, but just frowned and entered the uncomfortable sleep, "I really fell asleep ?”

Ye Chen grumbled and walked into the kitchen, washed the rice with cold tap water - because it was too cold, so it was a little perfunctory, and after adding a little more water, he put the inner pot into the rice cooker.

It takes a lot of time to cook porridge, so Ye Chen didn't rush to cook, so he let it boil slowly, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

There is no hot water yet, and even brushing my teeth feels like my teeth are going to be frozen into ice cubes. The early morning sun seems to have no temperature.

He didn't go out anyway, so Ye Chen shivered and washed indiscriminately, and then sat at the desk in the bedroom.

Wan Qing is still sleeping soundly, and I don't know if her symptoms are better today. Without her slightly noisy voice, the apartment seems a little deserted.

Even Xiaobai wasn't very active, he just lay beside Ye Chen who was the only one who was awake, patting her ankles with his fluffy tail again and again.

The sunlight outside the window gradually became brighter, Wan Qing narrowed her eyes, and muttered in a half-dream, "What's the smell?"

"Ah!" Ye Chen remembered that she hadn't taken care of the porridge yet. When she ran to the rice cooker, the porridge had been overcooked. Although it was still edible, it had a somewhat bitter taste.

"What are you doing..." Wan Qing seemed to be in a better state than yesterday, she got up unsteadily to go to the bathroom, and shrank back into the bed.

"I'm cooking porridge, cough..."

"Porridge will be boiled."

"Forgot." Ye Chen slapped his head and smiled awkwardly.

"You idiot, can't you smell it?"

"It's strange that you can still smell it."

"I'm much better, but I still don't have any appetite." Wan Qing narrowed her eyes, "Cook the porridge again, I don't want to eat mush porridge."

"Ah... throw it away? It's a bit of a waste."

"Don't worry about that little rice." She rolled her eyes with difficulty, and then rubbed her eye sockets with some pain, "Put some ginger slices and salt in it, oh, and put an egg, I really can't eat anything else .”

"Do you want to stir the eggs?"

"Yeah, cough cough——" Wan Qing coughed due to the cold air, shrunk back into the quilt, "I'll squint for a while, don't forget it again."

"I know, I know, I set an alarm clock, 45 minutes is enough?" Ye Chen picked up the pager in the drawer. This thing can not only receive text messages, but also set an alarm clock. In this era, it is already considered A very functional toy.

"Almost." Wan Qing squinted her eyes, as if she wasn't really asleep, but just closed her eyes to rest her mind, "The sun is quite bright today."

"The weather has been fine these days."

"It's a good weather for going out."

"Would you like to go out for a spring break when the fever is gone?"

"...Although it's already spring according to the lunar calendar, isn't it a bit early for spring?" Wan Qing said, choked a few more times, and cleared her throat vigorously, "Ah, my throat hurts."

"By the way, I have to take medicine today."

"Know……"

"If the fever is gone and the weather is still so sunny, why don't you go to burn incense and worship Buddha? Maybe it will bless you not to have a fever during the college entrance examination."

"Just curse me." Wan Qing wanted to roll her eyes, but now her eyeballs hurt even if she made a big move, so she just raised her eyelids slightly, "I don't believe in any religion."

"It's good to ask for a good omen. In the past, my parents would take us to go to Tianzhu to burn incense and worship Buddha every year, right?"

"Per year?"

"Almost every year."

"I can't remember." She rubbed her temples, "I'm so dizzy, I can't concentrate... Concentrate."

"Then you should sleep a little longer."

"Going to Tianzhu... I remember that vegetarian meals are quite cheap..."

"Yeah, it seems to be one dollar a piece?"

"Last year's prices?"

"right."

"It's really cheap, um... let's eat vegetarian food and then..."

Wan Qing thought that she was bathed in the warm sunshine, and fell asleep again dizzily.

Fragments of various memories intertwined in the dream, and the chaotic noise made her extremely headache.

"Wan Qing? Qing Er? Wan Qing?" As if she just closed her eyes, Ye Chen's voice came from far away. She felt her body was being gently pushed, and the touch was a little numb. She struggled for a long time, Only then did I try to open my eyes.

"Is it burning again?"

"It should be fine...after drinking the porridge and taking some medicine..."

"Dad, he also has a fever."

"Ha... what about you?"

"Tch, you'd better not hope that I have a fever, otherwise no one will take care of you. Do you want to get up and eat or eat in bed?"

"Eat it in bed, anyway, just hold a bowl of porridge."

"it is good……"

Ye Chen quickly walked into the kitchen, and came out with a bowl of ginger and egg porridge, sprinkled with chopped green onions that were not evenly cut, exuding a faint aroma.

No matter how she lost her appetite, Wan Qing, who hadn't eaten for two days, was already hungry. With a little appetite, she took the bowl of porridge tremblingly.

Then almost got caught.

Fortunately, Ye Chen didn't let go completely, otherwise it would be all over the bed sheet.

In this cold weather, it is not easy to wash the bed sheets. After drying, the cold weather is probably over.

"Okay ah……"

"Not very good." Wan Qing replied very honestly, without feeling embarrassed at all - her skin was already thicker than the city wall, "Hey me."

"..." Ye Chen drooped his eyelids, scooped up a spoonful of egg porridge and lightly touched her thin lips.

"It's hot."

"Are you a child... Do you want me to blow it to you?"

"correct."

"...If I lie down, I want you to take care of me like this, don't be foolish."

"Don't worry, I'm definitely more careful than you in taking care of me."

Ye Chen basically didn't believe it, mainly because Wan Qing's slightly joking expression didn't show much sincerity at all.

She blew cold egg porridge with her mouth like this, and then carefully fed it into Wan Qing's mouth.

"what--"

"I haven't finished eating yet, what's the rush?"

"You eat so slowly..."

"Chew carefully and slowly, do you understand, or I will choke later... Cough, cough, cough!"

"Forget it, you should talk less." Ye Chen looked helpless, "Do you want to eat something after drinking the porridge? Are you not full?"

"It's enough to have these things to eat." Wan Qing grabbed the back of Ye Chen's hand, wiped the corner of her mouth with her clean little hand, and then lay down very comfortably, "Huh...it's much warmer."

"Wait a minute, I still need to take medicine."

"Is it okay not to eat?"

"No—" Ye Chen said in a rare and forceful manner, with his hands on his hips, staring at Wan Qing, "I can only sleep after taking the medicine, and then I have to feed my father the medicine."

Wan Qing showed a somewhat complicated smile, and then tried to open her eyes wide. Perhaps because she was a little weak, her voice was much gentler than usual: "Well... Thank you for your hard work."

……

107. Sweeping the Floor and Burning Incense

February 1997, 2, the fourth day of the Lunar New Year.

After lying on the bed for two days, Wan Qing woke up early in the morning, opened the door and let Xiao Bai solve his physical problems by himself - it would go down the stairwell, and then go to the flower bed lawn or the dark place in the alley outside, As a dog who once wandered in the city, it has a strong ability to act autonomously.

As for letting the dog go out without being accompanied, or walking the dog without a leash, Wan Qing didn't even bother to think about it, not to mention that there were no such regulations in this era, even in the era when there were regulations, she probably wouldn't bother to abide by them ——That's right, she is just so unqualified.

"Bah!" she thought, and spit out the window again.

Ye Chen also just got up, she yawned and rubbed her eyes: "Hey, do you have the quality you..."

"No, rich people are qualified to have quality, I'm as poor as a dog, how can I get quality."

"Now we are not poor..."

"got used to."

"I think I'm quite capable."

"This is life, Ye Chen."

"Don't keep saying that..." Ye Chen helplessly rubbed his hair that became messy after sleeping, "What happened to you in life."

"Life has strengthened me."

Such straightforward words came out of such a beautiful little mouth, and it really made people feel that something was wrong.

Ye Chen simply changed the topic: "How much better?"

"Well, I feel much more energetic." Wan Qing took a deep breath and cleared her throat again, but this time she vomited into the trash can.

"It's already the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, and the rare New Year has been slept through like this by you."

"Yeah, it's the fourth day soon, let's go out and bask in the sun today!"

"Where are you going?"

"Aren't you going to visit the temple?"