Dressed as a paranoid male supporting white moonlight

Chapter 317
Aunt Meng entrusted Butcher Wang to help fetch the medicine.

As soon as she left, Qin Yanfeng couldn't bear it anymore, enduring the pain all over his body, and walked outside the door.

Jiang Xian is busy in the kitchen.

Qin Yanfeng walked slowly to the small wooden window in the kitchen, quietly staring at the busy woman by the stove.She was wearing a sarong, with a focused expression, and her diligent figure shuttled back and forth among the pots and pans.Burning the fire, pouring oil, chopping vegetables, turning the spoon... so smooth.

In the smoke, the fragrance is overflowing.

Memories flooded his mind, Qin Yanfeng clutched his beating heart, flustered.

This Jiang Xian is also good at cooking...

"Huh? Why are you here?" Jiang Xian was about to set up the pot to season, and glanced out of the window, just in time to see the pale Qin Yanfeng.She said with concern: "Qin Yuyuan, go back and rest. I'll bring you the food when it's ready."

He was injured so badly that Jiang Xian was afraid that he would die.

Qin Yanfeng's feet seemed to have taken root.

He stared fixedly at Jiang Xian, and asked through the window: "Miss Jiang, you...can you cook fish?"

"I can."

Jiang Xian likes to eat, and is also willing to study food.

She asked back: "Do you want to eat fish? I'll make it for you later."

Qin Yanfeng pondered for a while, twitched the corners of his mouth, and laughed at himself: "I am such a troublesome person. I eat fish, but I don't want fish bones."

Looking at his manner of speaking, Jiang Xian knew that the other party must be a pampered rich man.

It's not difficult to remove the fishbone. It just so happens that there is no Duan Jinqiu's list recently. She said with a smile: "This is easy to do. There is a fish fillet with shepherd's purse. The method is to remove the fishbone, mash the fish meat, stick it with flour and grind it into a thin skin, which is tender and refreshing. , light and appetizing." At this point, Jiang Xian pointed at Qin Yanfeng with a shovel, "It's suitable for patients like you."

Hearing the words "shepherd's purse fillet", Qin Yanfeng was startled.

The bitterness of the medicinal juice left in his mouth has turned into the faint scent of shepherd's purse that he and Jiang Xian spent together day and night in Shuiwu.

Qin Yanfeng clenched his fists, trying to control his emotions.

He shared a lunch with Jiang Xian and Granny Meng, and the taste of the food was so familiar that it made people trance.

Qin Yanfeng was screaming in pain all over his body.

Excited in his heart, let him ignore these, and put all his attention on the living Jiang Xian in front of him.

At noon the sun was shining and the wind was warm.

Jiang Xian moved out of her rocking chair as usual, lay comfortably in the shade of a tree, and took out her story book to read.She was quickly immersed in the passionate story, and did not notice the figure approaching behind her.

Qin Yanfeng was stunned.

The woman's back is slim and her hair is like a waterfall.

The rocking chairs here are exactly the same as those in Songzhuyuan.The slender white fingertips flipped through a few pages of the book, and then peeled off a delicious chestnut fried in sugar.

Everything he does resembles her.

As if going back in time, she reappeared under the peach tree in Shochikuyuan.

After a long time, Qin Yanfeng restrained his trembling voice and asked softly, "Miss Jiang, are your chestnuts delicious?"

Jiang Xian looked back, "It's delicious."

"Are you hungry?" She immediately peeled one for him, and handed it forward with a smile, "But these are early-season chestnuts, not very sweet, you can try it."

Qin Yanfeng held his breath.

He solemnly stretched out his hands, took the yellow chestnut, and held it quietly in his palm, reluctant to eat it.

As he got closer, he saw the script in her hand clearly, and couldn't help blurting out, "Do you like Yun Chongshan?"

Yun Chongshan is the protagonist of "Xia Xing Ji".

Jiang Xian raised her head in surprise, "Qin Yuyuan, have you read "Xia Xing Ji" too?"

"I've seen it." Qin Yanfeng stared at her, and said, "It looks good."

As long as she likes it, it's all good-looking.

(End of this chapter)