Xie Fu walked around to Yan Yu and whispered with concern: "What's wrong?"
Yan Yu's eyes turned red, and sparkling tears escaped from the corners of her eyes: "Can you please let the lady speak? The lady has already stopped talking to each other."
The suppressed emotions were released in an instant. One can imagine how much mental pressure Yan Yu has been under.
Xie Fu said softly: "Okay."
Yan Yu looked at Xie Fu, who was as gentle as jade. She didn't know why she trusted him so much and put all her hopes on him.
Xie Fu looked at her pitiful appearance, and couldn't help but smile: "I would like to wipe your tears for you, but I don't have a handkerchief." This is the demeanor of a young man.
Yan Yu blushed, regained her composure instantly, and said calmly: "Let's go."
After saying that, he stood up. He did not hold Xie Fu's arm this time, and led the way. He quietly took out a silk handkerchief from his clothes and wiped away the tears on his face.
After a while, he said coldly: "Actually, I'm not very talkative, and I'm not as delicate as you just saw."
This was probably to regain some pride and face for the gaffe just now, Xie Fu said lightly.
Seeing Xie Fuying's carelessness, Yan Yu turned around and showed a cold face: "Now that what you made today will not make the lady open her mouth to eat, get out of here right now, do you hear me clearly?"
Xie Fu smiled and said: "I understand."
"As long as you know."
After Yan Yu said this, she turned around and wondered why he didn't seem to care at all. She couldn't help but add: "But I hope you can do your best. If you can help me, I will be very grateful."
you."
Xie Fu responded: "Who would be in trouble with Yin Zi?"
Yan Yu's face suddenly darkened, and she turned her head suddenly. Her pretty face as white as snow became extremely serious, and her cold eyes stared at Xie Fu with a biting chill. This cold aura could be used as a weapon.
Sword use.
"This has nothing to do with money. As long as you can help me and save the young lady, the Wang family will give you anything."
How could Yan Yu not be angry when he actually compared the young lady's life with money?
Xie Fu asked: "Can you really give me anything?"
Yan Yu proudly said: "Of course! The Wang family can't give you anything."
Xie Fu asked: "I want to marry Miss Wang, is it okay?"
Yan Yu's eyes widened when he heard this, and he was stunned. He pointed his finger at Fu: "You...you...are impudent! Bold!"
Xie Fu chuckled: "It seems that Miss Yan Yu can't make the decision. Since she can't make the decision, don't make promises to others easily."
Yan Yu was unconvinced and said: "This is impossible. Apart from this request, feel free to make other requests."
Are you kidding me that I want to take the young lady as my wife? Do you know how many people came from the Wang family to announce the marriage to the young lady?
Young Master Li of the Li family in Luoyang, who has the same status as the Wang family, the current sixth son and the sixth prince of the Holy Emperor, and two of the sixth young masters in the world are here, and many young masters from the nine surnames and thirteen who are not yet married are also here.
It can be said that all the unmarried and distinguished men in the world are here, just to win the favor of the lady and marry her.
He raised his head and looked at Mr. Xie. Who are you? You are just a cook who knows how to cook. How dare you be so bold and ambitious? To put it bluntly, even if the lady favors you, you will not see the sun tomorrow.
The three characters "Wang Wanzhi" represent power and status. Mr. Li will be firmly seated as the future head of the Li family if he marries the young lady. The sixth prince marries the young lady, fulfilling the Qin family's wish of marrying the nine surnamed Thirteen Wangs for more than a hundred years.
.
The same is true for other young masters. Personal reputation and family reputation will rise to the extreme.
No one ever thought that Wang Wanzhi would get married.
Xie Fu specially looked at this arrogant-looking woman. Yan Yu's beautiful cheeks were slightly red, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay!"
Xie Fu smiled: "I didn't say anything."
Yan Yu lost her voice and said: "You look down on me!"
Xie Fu thought she was a bit cute, but he just wanted to balance the psychological status of the two of them so that he could do things more easily and not have to be coerced by her everywhere.
He responded calmly: "I'm just kidding, let's go."
After a while, Yan Yu took Fu Xie to Yifang, but it was not Wanyuan.
Yan Yu introduced it. The name of this village is Changning. There are two houses separated by an alley and the houses are facing each other in staggered ways.
The house on the east side is larger, and Wang Wanzhi lives in it.
Fu Xie didn't expect Wang Wanzhi to live in such an ordinary place. He just felt that it felt a bit like a retreat in the city.
It can be said that every street in Wuyi Lane is the Wang family, and Wang Wanzhi is always at home wherever he lives.
Yan Yu didn't explain much and took Xie Fu into the west house.
As soon as I entered the door, a middle-aged woman came up to me quickly: "Miss Yan Yu."
"Aunt Zhu, this new chef..."
Yan Yu said, turning to look at Xie Fu, "By the way, what's your name?"
"Thank you, Fu."
Aunt Zhu, the iron-clad chef, looked towards the new chef. She originally wanted to say hello, but when she saw Fu Xie's young appearance, she was surprised and asked: "So young?"
Xie Fu smiled and said: "Aunt Zhu, I will ask you to take care of me in the future."
Aunt Zhu forced a smile and said, "What are you looking after? You might not even be able to stay for a day." She said politely, "Chef Xie, if you need anything, just tell me. Don't be polite to me."
Yan Yu asked: "Where is Chef Liu?"
Aunt Zhu turned around and pointed, and saw an old man in his sixties sitting under the eaves with a sad face.
Yan Yu approached and said, "Chef Liu."
Chef Liu came to his senses and stood up suddenly: "Miss Yan Yu, I tried my best."
No matter how delicious the food he made, but the lady didn't touch it at all, Chef Liu lost confidence. When he was the royal chef in the palace, he had never been so troubled when facing concubines with tricky tastes.
Obviously it wasn't that the food he cooked was bad, but that Ms. Wang couldn't eat anything at all.
Yan Yu nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work these past two days. I have found a new chef for the lady."
Chef Liu knew that he was going to pack up and leave. He looked at the new chef curiously. He was surprised to see that he was so young, but he didn't say anything. It was the same for everyone.
Yan Yu said: "This month's monthly payment will be given to you in full."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! No reward for no merit, Chef Liu said: "Don't dare, Liu didn't help at all."
Yan said: "Aunt Zhu, take Chef Liu to collect the monthly payment."
"Chef Liu, come with me."
"Thank you, Miss Yan Yu."
No one would have trouble with Yinzi. After Chef Liu thanked him, he followed Aunt Zhu and left.
Yan Yu didn't have time to chat with Chef Liu. After sending Chef Liu away, she asked Fu Xie: "What do you want to feed the lady?"
Xie Fu responded: "A bowl of porridge."
Yan Yu asked: "Is that the clear porridge you made just now?"
After Xie Fu thought for a while, he responded: "Let's give it a try."
Without delay, Xie Fu immediately cooked porridge.
As Yan Yu saw just now, Xie Fu was concentrating on making porridge without saying a word from beginning to end, making people feel like he was writing words or splashing ink to paint.
Although he is cooking porridge, his mood is the same. His passion and expectation for life are put into the food with intention and heart.
This is like when you see some famous paintings handed down from ancient times, you can always follow the meaning of the painting, and then touch the vast state of mind of the painter, and your mind will fly with what the painter knows and thinks.
Yan Yu followed Wang Wanzhi, and under the influence of her ears and eyes, she became more sensitive to rhymes. This is why she felt that Xie Fu was special and looked at him with fondness.
Xie Fu was making porridge and relieving herself. She didn't know why she had such absurd thoughts.
But I don't think it's ridiculous. Two or three words of comfort from friends are better than three words of winter warmth.
Yan Yu kept watching, unaware of the passage of time. She looked at the clock and found that Fu Xie had cooked the porridge for almost an hour.
And she had no idea what Xie Fu was doing from the beginning to the end. She just looked at this person, with this calm face, as if no matter what he did, it would be the same as long as this person did anything.
Xie Fu put the porridge in front of Yan Yu: "Come closer."
Yan Yu deliberately took a deep sniff, but couldn't smell anything delicious.
Xie Fu seemed to insist on Yan Yu smelling it, and put the porridge close to Yan Yu's round and pretty chin. Yan Yu was immediately hit by the steaming mist, which made her cheeks feel warm and her eyes a little sore.
Xie Fu asked: "What does it smell like?"
Yan Yu responded: "It's bland and tasteless."
"No, the smoke and fire in the world."
Yan Yu was stunned when she heard this. She just felt that saying this seemed a bit strange. The young lady once said that when you think about it, there is something, and when you close it, there is nothing.
Looking at Xie Fu, this person is not simple. If she hadn't been with the young lady all the year round and realized some different thoughts, she really wouldn't be able to keep up with his rhythm.
"I only make it once. If I stir it too much, it will taste bad."
As he spoke, Fu Xie gently turned the spoon. As the spoon turned, the porridge water became like slowly flowing water, and the rotating arc wave actually made a sound like the rustling of leaves.
What was going on? Yan Yu looked at Fu Xie in surprise, the porridge water could actually make a sound.
Xie Fu said: "This is the sand porridge I made before. As for the reason, I can't explain it to you at the moment. Please look carefully and listen carefully."
As he spoke, a crisp clanking sound suddenly came out, but it was the spoon hitting the inner wall of the bowl.
The jingle, jingle, jingle, seems intentional or unintentional, but it is very pleasant to the ear and makes people happy.
Yan Yu looked at Xie Fu again in astonishment.
But Fu Xie had already stopped, "If the lady asks you what the name of this porridge is, just tell her it's called Yanma Dingdang."
"Ding Dong? Why do you think Miss Determined would ask?"
Xie Fu smiled and said: "If she didn't ask, it means I failed."
Yan Yu exclaimed "ah".
Xie Fu said with a smile: "Go ahead, otherwise there will be no more smoke and fire in the world."
Yan Yu walked away quickly with the porridge in her hand.
Xie Fu looked at the eaves. When he was very young, he noticed the eaves under the eaves for the first time. He looked at the eaves swaying in the breeze with curiosity and listened to the jingling sound.
His lonely heart was suddenly full of passionate expectations for the world and eager to understand it, and his heart slowly became hot.
As he watched and listened, he gradually felt hungry.
Everyone has childhood. As time goes by and things get difficult, they gradually forget their original childlike innocence that can easily be touched. Little things or surprising discoveries can make them happy and excited.
Especially when people are in the saddest, most desperate and darkest times, they long to go back to the beginning and work hard to capture and find it.
For a person with anorexia and anorexia, no food can impress her.
The only thing that can move her is her former passion for life.
Yan Yu went straight to the bedroom bed.
Wang Wanzhi, who was lying in bed covered with a quilt, was skinny and skinny, with her sunken eyes tightly closed.
With such an appearance, it would be no exaggeration to say that she would leave at any time.
When Yan Yu saw her, she couldn't help but shed tears, but she smiled and said softly: "Miss, it's time to eat porridge."
Wang Wanzhi didn't know whether she was asleep or didn't hear her. She didn't move or respond.
"Miss, it's time to eat porridge!"
This time Yan Yu spoke very loudly, as if she wanted to wake up Wang Wanzhi, but Wang Wanzhi was like a dead person and could not wake up.
Yan Yu held the porridge in one hand and used one hand to reach behind Wang Wanzhi's back. The tentacles could directly touch the bones of the back, without even a trace of flesh. The man was so light that he could sit up without using any force.
Despite this, Wang Wanzhi remained as motionless as a puppet.
Yan Yu imitated the way she thanked her husband, and handed the porridge to Wang Wanzhi's chin, using the steaming porridge mist to smoke her.
After a while, Wang Wanzhi seemed to have a feeling, and she tried her best to open her deep-set eyes.
Yan Yu said happily: "Miss, it's time to eat porridge."
Wang Wanzhi pursed her lips slightly: "Smoke... smoke it again."
Yan Yu smoked for a while and asked softly: "Do you smell anything?"
"The human world...smoke and smoke."
Yan Yu was shocked when she heard this. She answered exactly the same as Xie Fu. This was amazing. At first, she felt that Xie Fu's words were a bit confusing and disgusting.
No! The lady said it was the smoke of human beings, it was the smoke of human beings.
Yan Yu said with great expectation: "Miss, do you want to eat?"
"No...just smoke it like this."
Yan murmured, "I don't want you to smell the fumes of the world, I want you to eat. If you don't eat, you will die."
Yan Yu took a spoonful, handed it to Wang Wanzhi's mouth, and coaxed like a child: "Take a bite and try it."
Wang Wanzhi closed her lips tightly and remained motionless.
Yan Yu really wanted to force it into Wang Wanzhi's mouth and force her to take a bite before talking.
Suddenly thinking of Fu Xie's serious instructions just now, he gently turned the porridge water and made a rustling sound.
Wang Wanzhi's eyebrows moved: "What is the sound? The sound of leaves?"
Yan didn't respond, and the spoon inadvertently hit the inner wall of the bowl, making a clanging sound.
Rustling sounds were heard from time to time along with the sound of jingling bells. Wang Wanzhi's eyebrows slowly stretched and her pursed lips slowly curled up, as if she was thinking of some happy scene.
Yes, her thoughts have already drifted back to when she was a child, that late night, when she was tortured to death by the disease, and her face was filled with tears of pain.
I was so tortured that I felt so miserable. Suddenly, there was the sound of rustling leaves and the light tinkling sound coming from outside.
The maid was already asleep, but Wang Wanzhi was attracted. He opened the door and walked out. The wind chimes under the eaves were ringing.
She just kept watching and listening, feeling that the world was so interesting and there were many happy things.
After watching and listening for an unknown amount of time, she felt hungry.
"I'm hungry."
Yan Yu stirred the porridge, not knowing whether her rhythm was accurate. When she suddenly heard Wang Wanzhi's words, she trembled all over. She couldn't believe it, and asked in surprise: "Miss, what did you say!"
"I'm hungry."
"hungry!"
Yan Yu's eyes suddenly burst into tears with excitement. You are finally hungry and you finally want to eat.
