Chapter 162 Trouble is coming
Meng Nishang walked out of the room and stretched her body, feeling that her whole body felt much more relaxed.
Her affairs have already caused chaos in the whole city? In this way, no one has proposed marriage to her again because Meng Nishang is already a married woman.
This feeling of marriage and relationship will not be influenced by others is really good.
When Meng Nishang walked out of the room, Zhang Yifeng had disappeared and didn't know where he went.
On the contrary, He Xin was standing in the yard. He Xin was standing in front of the flower bed, looking at the flowers and plants in the flower bed. Seeing Meng Nishang at the door, she immediately smiled and said hello.
"It's early."
Meng Nishang responded lightly: "Good morning."
Then the air fell into a terrible silence.
He Xin felt embarrassed and said, "Are you looking for Zhang Yifeng? He just went out and said he was back at noon."
Meng Nishang nodded and said.
The air fell into silence again.
He Xin couldn't stand it. This woman is pretty, but she seems to be less talkative than Zhang Yifeng. If you greet her so enthusiastically, you will only reply one word. It's too rude.
As the saying goes, the most fear of the sudden silence of the air.
Meng Nishang seemed to have noticed that her attitude was a little cold, and she took the initiative to speak: "Did you not go to work today?"
He Xin nodded and said, "I'm on vacation these two days and I plan to go back to my hometown. Okay, I won't tell you anymore, I'll clean up and leave."
He Xin still thinks it is better to chat with Zhang Yifeng. Although Zhang Yifeng doesn’t like to talk, as long as you speak on your own initiative, the other party will listen carefully and give your own opinions instead of using one, yes, to do it perfunctorily.
He Xin returned to the room, cleaned up for a while, and then left the yard.
"By the way, aren't you going to learn cooking? I used to buy a book on this area and put it on the coffee table for you. You can read it if you have nothing to do. You're leaving." He Xin seemed to think of something and spoke again.
Meng Nishang's body trembled and turned to look at the living room. Sure enough, there was a cooking recipe on the coffee table.
This He Xin is quite enthusiastic, but she is a little cold. Is she used to adding a layer of protective color to herself?
"Thank you."
Shaking her head, Meng Nishang said thank you to He Xin who was going to the door. Then she picked up the recipe and went to the kitchen to study it slowly.
When Zhang Yifeng bought a pack of medicinal materials from outside, Meng Nishang had already prepared two dishes, but they were both a little cold.
"I'm back, let's have a meal."
Meng Nishang glanced at Zhang Yifeng and spoke lightly.
Zhang Yifeng frowned at the time and seemed a little hesitant. Although he is not picky about food, it is better not to eat bad foods. The food made by Meng Nishang is really not a good match.
"I ate this."
Zhang Yifeng lied.
"Have you eaten? Then I'll dump the food."
Meng Nishang frowned slightly, then picked up the dishes on the table and poured them into the garbage pocket.
Zhang Yifeng suddenly felt soft-hearted. After all, it was the only one who wanted someone else, and it was not good that he didn't appreciate it at all. The most important thing was that he saw the knife marks on Meng Nishang's slender jade hand.
This girl probably cut her vegetables and had more than one scar, and she had several band stickers on her hands.
Zhang Yifeng can not eat the other party’s food, but he cannot let down the other party’s enthusiasm and kindness.
This is the most basic politeness in life.
"But I'm not full yet, just eat something. Can you serve me some rice and cook?"
Zhang Yifeng went to the dining table, picked up the chopsticks and picked two chopsticks.
"Wait for me."
Meng Nishang nodded and took the initiative to go to the kitchen to serve Zhang Yifeng with rice.
The dishes made by Meng Nishang are still not very good, but they are much better than the last dark food. At least they can barely swallow it.
Zhang Yifeng's expression remained unchanged, and he returned to the room as soon as possible after eating.
The days that followed seemed a little monotonous.
Zhang Yifeng either carves runes or cooks pills every day. As for whether to go to school, it is not important to him at all.
Meng Nishang's life is also very monotonous. She cooks every day. If she is empty, she will go out for a walk. Hangyang City is not Kyoto, and the air here is very good. Especially the place where Zhang Yifeng lives is a remote suburb, similar to the countryside. Walking on the ridges can make her feel empty.
When it is quiet, she will sit in the yard with a book, read quietly.
As she contacted her, Meng Nishang felt that Zhang Yifeng was becoming more and more difficult for her to figure it out.
He carved runes like a Taoist priest, and boiled medicine at home like a pharmacist, making people unable to understand what he was doing.
At this time, Meng Nishang put down the book and looked at the flowers and plants in the flower bed, especially the weed. These days, this weed seems to be blooming, and a unique fragrance emitting from the yard. This fragrance cannot be described as much as it smells. Meng Nishang feels refreshed just by smelling the fragrance. But she has never seen such flowers and plants.
Meng Nishang discovered that Zhang Yifeng seemed to be very concerned about this grass. Although there were many flowers and plants in the flower bed, Meng Nishang, who was thoughtful, could tell at a glance that these flowers and plants were just a few. Zhang Yifeng really cared about it and really cared for the unknown flower and plant in the middle every day.
This is the fourth day that Meng Nishang has come to the courtyard. Her cooking skills have improved greatly. Although they are still not delicious, they are not considered unpalatable.
On this day, Zhang Yifeng was very happy because the buds of the three vanilla buds finally bloomed!
Three-scented flowers, flowers bloom in blue, melancholy and pure.
A second fragrance came from the air.
Zhang Yifeng stood beside the flowers, and his cold face smiled for the first time.
On the steps, Meng Nishang, who was reading a book, trembled slightly.
She had been in contact with Zhang Yifeng for four days. This was the first time she saw Zhang Yifeng laughing. Although Zhang Yifeng laughed when he was filming his marriage certificate, he was having a show. This time, the smile on the corner of Zhang Yifeng's mouth was so real, and even his eyes released a burst of light.
Meng Nishang was stunned for a moment.
Such a beautiful woman is so big that she can't make him laugh once every day, and this flower can make him smile.
Is she not as good as a flower?
What kind of flower is this blue flower? She has never seen such a cold and arrogant flower.
Moreover, the rumored Zhang Yifeng is different from the Zhang Yifeng she is in contact with and knows now.
In the past, Zhang Yifeng was romantic and willful, but now Zhang Yifeng is calm and indifferent, and is busy with things all day long, although she doesn't know what Zhang Yifeng is busy with.
Just when Meng Nishang was in a complicated state, a knock on the door came.
The knock on the door was loud and urgent, and it seemed that there was no politeness at all.
“Is it here?”
Outside the door, the voice of a middle-aged man came.
"Well, this is where Zhang Yifeng rents. The lady should be here."
"Bump it away!"
Chapter completed!