When she returned to Mingyuan, she took a hot bath. Her mind was filled with Zhou Liangqi's youthful spirit that he inadvertently revealed. She couldn't help but think of someone, and then shook her head. She was so confused. She dared to think of anyone.
It was still early, not past twelve o'clock, and Jiang Shu's eyesight was not very good at night. She took a pair of Fu Shiyan's daily glasses from the bedroom and sneaked into the kitchen to knead flour.
The message Fu Shiyan just replied said that he was almost home.
When Jiang Shu was halfway through, there was the sound of vehicles outside. She hurriedly walked out of the kitchen, and a slightly tired man just opened the door and walked in. He was wearing a black windbreaker and looked tired.
The man raised his eyes and saw Jiang Shu wearing his own glasses. He rolled up the corners of his lips and smiled in his calm eyes. He walked over and took them off for her: "Why are you wearing my glasses?"
"Leave it there, I'll just stop by." Jiang Shu rubbed his eyes and asked, "How are the workers?"
"While supervising the work, a falling stone hit me and caused a brain hemorrhage. I am now out of danger."
"Cerebral hemorrhage?" Jiang Shu was surprised, how could he be fine after his brain was injured?
"It didn't explode, right?" This kind of thing will cause a lot of public opinion for the construction company.
Fu Shiyan subconsciously rubbed her head, "Don't worry, I will take care of it."
Then he saw the flour on her hands and said, "What are you doing?"
"Tangyuan, today is the winter solstice, it's time to eat glutinous rice balls." She raised her head and smiled sweetly.
Fu Shiyan seemed to have just remembered. He took her hand and walked to the kitchen. When he saw the half-finished product, his smile deepened, "Let's go together?"
"Okay." Jiang Shu enjoyed it happily.
He washed his hands, rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, and started making dough. Jiang Shu wanted to help, but he stopped him, "Just watch me do it."
In fact, Jiang Shu wanted to say that she can also make glutinous rice balls.
But it was obvious that Fu Shiyan's technique was also very good, mostly sesame fillings. When he was making the last one, he suddenly touched Jiang Shu's face with his hand dipped in flour, "I have a coin in my pocket, please take it out for me."
Jiang Shu wiped the flour off his face and glared at him, knowing what he was going to do: "You believe this too?"
"Letter occasionally."
Put coins in glutinous rice balls, and those who eat them will get good luck.
In the past, it was like this every year in the Jiang family. Jiang's mother would only put one in, secretly mark it, and put it into her and Jiang Zhou's bowls when serving. So every year, the ones who got the coins were
younger brother.
Over time, Jiang Shu stopped looking forward to it.
When the round glutinous rice balls are put into the pot, they will be fragrant in a short time.
However, Fu Shiyan forgot to mark it, and he ended up eating it. At that moment, he had a dumbfounded expression on his face. He didn't understand how it could be such a coincidence.
Jiang Shu couldn't help laughing. To be honest, Fu Shiyan's glutinous rice balls were no better than those at hot pot restaurants, but she ate two bowls with great appetite.
After eating too much, she began to worry: "I want to go for a walk to eat."
Fu Shiyan was placing the bowls and chopsticks on the sink, and refused without raising his head: "It's too cold, no way."
Jiang Shu stopped talking.
Sensing the woman's emotions, Fu Shiyan raised his head, wiped his fingers dipped in water on her face again, and suddenly approached: "It's not impossible to digest food. Let's try another way?"
Jiang Shu understood what he meant in an instant. Before he could run away, he was restrained by the man forcefully and kissed him head on.
You can only be forced to accept it.
The two are intertwined, and the breath is unstable.