I am studying and eating melons in Chronicle

Because Yun's father, Mica, told her before going to work at noon that they would probably work overtime tonight, and told her not to wait for the two of them to go home at night, and told her to lock the bedroom by herself and go to bed on time.

The body temperature rises, the pulse speeds up, the extremities are cold, and the head is hot.

As soon as Yunling touched her forehead, she knew that she had started to have a fever.She found the wooden box where the commonly used medicines are usually stored at home, squeezed out small white pills from a small white plastic opening, and swallowed them with warm water.

It was only after she swallowed that she realized that she should buy special medicine directly from the system, which has less side effects and quick results.

Although she learned from the medical materials of later generations that Analgin was banned due to side effects, but at present she can only use this to make do.

Who made her not turn her head around just now, and forget about this matter?
It can be seen that illness can really lead to confusion, and she can ignore such a simple problem.

Yunling obediently went back to the house and lay down on the bed. The last thought in her mind was, when can she reproduce the fever-reducing medicine in the system mall...

As the sun sets and the moon rises, the snow falling on the ground is covered by the afterglow of dusk.

When Yunling opened her eyes again, a warm towel was applied to her forehead, and the quilt was neatly covering her body.

There seemed to be a slight noise coming from the kitchen, but she didn't panic, because if it was a thief, she wouldn't go to extra length to cool her down.

Subconsciously, she thought her parents had come back early, dragging her weak feet, leaning on the wall, following the movement, and just about to call someone, she saw this familiar figure hurrying back and forth.

"Xiaoxiao? Why are you here?" Yun Ling was overjoyed, her pale cheeks flushed with excitement, and the corners of her lips curled up in surprise.

Qi Xiaoxiao turned around, scooped up the leftover soup dumplings at noon into a bowl, put them on the dining table, and greeted her: "Didn't Aunt Xie tell you that I'm coming?"

Yunling wiped off the thin sweat from her forehead, and then she remembered: "Oh yes, she said it, but I was overwhelmed and forgot."

Qi Xiaoxiao brought out another bowl, which was her own, with a layer of spicy oil floating on it.Yunling recalled the first time she saw her eating this way, she was really shocked.

"You don't blame me for entering your kitchen to cook without authorization, and even made a bowl for yourself?"

Qi Xiaoxiao suddenly changed her appearance, raised an orchid finger with her right hand, and gently placed it in front of her nose to cover her face, her faint voice came to her ears, her tone full of grievances.

"..."

have to.

Yun Ling knew that this meal was not for nothing, and she didn't know what was wrong with this person, so she would act like a change of face from time to time to sing a big show all day long, and she acted like a bullied little daughter-in-law.

If the system was present at this time, it would definitely point out that this kind of behavior is actually "drama essence" plus "green tea" in essence.

Yun Ling sighed tiredly: "Okay, don't act with me here. From the time we met, my house is just like yours. You can lie in my bed and sleep casually, and you are allowed to enter the kitchen. Before, you made me go and buy the few dishes you ordered. Why didn't you act for me at that time?"

She counted Qi Xiaoxiao's various thick-skinned behaviors expressionlessly. Although she said it slowly, Yunling really didn't complain at all. The relationship between the two of them was like sisters, and they had long been used to it.

The soup dumplings have gradually turned warm, which is just the right temperature for palatability, and they will be lumpy after a while.

"Can you let me eat now?" Yunling stared straight at the pasta in front of her. After recovering from her illness, her stomach was rumbling and she had a big appetite.

Qi Xiaoxiao rubbed her nose and cleared her throat: "Eat, eat."

While eating, Yunling teased her: "You really should be on stage instead of squatting on the stove. What a waste of your talent."

She originally meant to be joking, but she didn't expect Qi Xiaoxiao to state it meaningfully: "I am a talent honed through thousands of years of tempering. I have seen all kinds of life and the impermanence of the world. In the end, a cook who simply relies on craftsmanship is suitable for me..."

Yunling jokingly asked back: "You are young, so you have a lot of experience?"

She doesn't believe the other party's words at all. The growth process of the two of them is not bad. They basically came here smoothly. How can this little girl have so many experiences and insights from going through vicissitudes?

But Qi Xiaoxiao was immersed in the thin-skinned and meaty soup dumplings, and had no time to answer Yunling's questions.

The two quietly enjoyed a hot dinner under the bright lights.

After Qi Xiaoxiao drank the last mouthful of dumpling soup, she sighed in satisfaction: "It still has to turn the original soup into the original food, so cool——"

They were almost eighteen, and Yunling didn't bother to correct her sloppy sitting posture with crossed legs, she stood up consciously to clean up the dishes.

"Okay, okay, you're still sick, don't touch the cold water, I'll wash it later."

Qi Xiaoxiao touched her round belly, like a big orange cat stretching lazily after a full meal, she really didn't want to get up and wash the dishes right now, but she couldn't let Yunling, who was just recovering from a serious illness, do the work.

Yunling poured a little hot water from the thermos into the cold water, waved her hand and refused: "You rest, I'm already healed."

After she said that, Qi Xiaoxiao was no longer polite, she lay down on the table with peace of mind, looked at Yunling's busy back, and suddenly suggested: "In the future, I will cook and you will do the dishes. We don't need to get married, and the two of us can just work together to live together."

If you don’t get married these days, even if there is no pressure from your family, the street women’s federation will come to your door every day to carry out ideological work, and the work unit will also urge you in disguise.

Most of them in the cities can wait until the legal age to consider, but in many rural areas, they can see others at the age of sixteen or seventeen, so they have to hold banquets first.

Yunling just thought she was talking nonsense, played with her carelessly, and responded casually: "Okay, then I'll be well off, after all, your Qi family cuisine is well-known."

After a long time, Qi Xiaoxiao sighed on her own, and murmured softly: "But how is this possible? She is destined to be with her..."

Her hearing was covered by the sound of running water, and Yun Ling could hear vaguely. She stopped her movements, raised her eyes and asked, "Who? Who are you with? Do you have... um?"

Her eyes were teasing and sharp, Qi Xiaoxiao felt goosebumps from being stared at, and quickly denied: "No! No one, if I have any signs, I will tell you as soon as possible, and let you check for me!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Ling stopped deliberately teasing her, put the bowls and chopsticks in the cupboard, and took a rag to wipe the table.

Qi Xiaoxiao turned her back and slapped her mouth, almost revealing her secret.She can't tell anyone about these things, not even her best friend in this world.

Yunling took her to the bedroom to stay, and when she was about to sit down at the desk, the book in her hand was suddenly taken away.

"No way! In the past, it's okay for us to play our own things. Now that we meet again after a long absence, you just leave me as a guest and go to study by yourself. Are you embarrassed?"

Qi Xiaoxiao picked up the book and read the title on the cover: "Introduction to Biological...Materials? Why do you read this as a medical student?"

She turned a few pages and pulled out a note from it, which recorded the outline of knowledge related to machinery.

After careful observation, she wondered, "Huh? No, this is not your handwriting!"

"But the word is still a bit familiar... Where do I think I've seen it before?" Qi Xiaoxiao thought hard, and finally dug out a little bit of information from the depths of memory, "Tsk, this seems to be Ji Qingyun's word, right?"

Yunling took the book and paper back, pressed the creases on the white paper tightly, stuffed it into the fixed pages, and placed the boards in the drawer upright.

"Yes what's the matter?"

She confessed frankly, but Qi Xiaoxiao didn't know how to react.

But she thought about it again, anyway, Ji Qingyun never married, so there shouldn't be any emotional entanglement with Yunling.