Meng Nishang walked out of the room, stretched her waist, and felt that her whole body was much more relaxed.
Her matter has caused a stir in the whole city, right? In this way, no one will propose marriage to her anymore, because she, Meng Nishang, is already a married woman.
It's so good to feel like your marriage and relationship won't be influenced by others.
When Meng Nichang walked out of the room, Zhang Yifeng had disappeared, and she didn't know where she went.
Instead, there was He Xin standing in the yard. He Xin was standing in front of the flower bed, looking at the flowers and plants in the flower bed. When she saw Meng Nishang at the door of the room, she immediately said hello with a smile.
"Morning."
Meng Nishang responded calmly: "Morning."
Then, the air fell into a terrible silence.
He Xin felt really embarrassed and said again: "Are you looking for Zhang Yifeng? He just went out and said he would be back at noon."
Meng Nishang nodded and said oh.
The air fell into silence again.
He Xin couldn't stand it. This woman was quite beautiful, but she seemed to be less talkative than Zhang Yifeng. She greeted her so warmly, and you only replied with one word. It was so rude.
As the saying goes, what you fear most is sudden silence in the air.
Meng Nishang seemed to realize that her attitude was a bit cold, so she took the initiative and said, "Didn't you go to work today?"
He Xin nodded and said, "I'm on vacation for the past two days and plan to go back to my hometown. Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I'll pack up and leave."
He Xin still feels that chatting with Zhang Yifeng is more pleasant. Although Zhang Yifeng doesn't like to talk, as long as you take the initiative to speak, the other party will still listen carefully and then give your own opinions instead of just perfunctory with "oh, um"
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He Xin returned to the room, tidied up, and then left the courtyard.
"By the way, don't you want to learn to cook? I bought a book on this before and put it on the coffee table for you. You can take a look if you have nothing to do. Let's go." He Xin seemed to have thought of something and spoke again.
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Meng Nishang's body trembled, and she turned her head 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 herself is a little cold. Is it because she is used to putting a layer of protection on herself?
"Thank you."
Shaking her head, Meng Nishang thanked He Xin who came to the door. Then she picked up the recipe and went to the kitchen to study it slowly.
When Zhang Yifeng came back from buying a pack of medicinal materials, Meng Nichang had already prepared two dishes, but they were both a little cold.
"I'm back, let's eat."
Meng Nichang glanced at Zhang Yifeng and spoke calmly.
Zhang Yifeng frowned at that time and seemed a little hesitant. Although he was not picky about food, it was better not to eat unpalatable food. Meng Nichang's cooking was really something I couldn't praise.
"This is what I ate."
Zhang Yifeng lied.
"Eat? Then I will throw away the food."
Meng Nishang frowned slightly, then picked up the dishes on the table and poured them into the garbage bag.
Zhang Yifeng suddenly softened his heart. After all, it was someone else's intention, and it was not good if he didn't appreciate it at all. The most important thing was that he saw the knife marks on Meng Nishang's slender hand.
This girl probably cut her hands when she was chopping vegetables. She had more than one scar and had several band-aids on her hands.
Zhang Yifeng can refuse to eat the other party's food, but he cannot let down the other party's enthusiasm and good intentions.
This is the most basic courtesy.
"But I'm not full yet, so let's eat some more. Can you serve me some rice and cook it?"
Zhang Yifeng went to the dining table, picked up the chopsticks and picked two chopsticks.
"wait for me."
Meng Nichang nodded and took the initiative to go to the kitchen to serve Zhang Yifeng a meal.
The dishes made by Meng Nishang still don't taste very good, but they are much better than the dark dishes last time. At least they can be swallowed.
Zhang Yifeng's expression remained unchanged and he returned to the room immediately after eating.
The following days seemed a bit monotonous.
Zhang Yifeng is either carving runes or taking pills every day. As for whether he goes to school or not, it doesn't matter to him at all.
Meng Nishang's life is also very monotonous. She cooks every day. If she is free, she will go out for a walk. Hangyang City is not Kyoto. The air here is very good, especially where Zhang Yifeng lives in a remote suburb. Similar to
Going out to the countryside and walking on the fields can relax your mind.
When she was quiet, she would sit in the yard with a book and read quietly.
With the contact, Meng Nichang felt that Zhang Yifeng was becoming more and more elusive to her.
He carves runes like a Taoist priest, and brews medicine at home like a pharmacist. People can't figure out what he does.
At this time, Meng Nishang put down her book and looked at the flowers and plants in the flower bed, especially that one weed. These days, this weed seems to be blooming, and the yard exudes a unique fragrance. This fragrance is indescribable.
What kind of smell is it? Meng Nishang feels refreshed just by smelling this fragrance. But she has never seen such flowers and plants.
Meng Nichang found that Zhang Yifeng seemed to be very interested in this grass. Although there were many flowers and plants in the flower bed, Meng Nichang, who was delicate and thoughtful, could tell at a glance that these flowers and plants were just a make-up. What Zhang Yifeng really cared about and cared for every day was
The unknown flower in the middle.
This is Meng Nishang's fourth day in the courtyard. Her cooking skills have improved greatly. Although it is still not delicious, it is not unpalatable either.
On this day, Zhang Yifeng was very happy because the budding flowers of the three herbs finally bloomed!
Three-spice flower, blooming blue, melancholy and pure.
There was a second scent in the air.
Zhang Yifeng stood beside the flowers, his cold face showing a smile 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. During these four days, this was the first time she saw Zhang Yifeng smile. Although Zhang Yifeng smiled when taking the marriage certificate, it was just for show. But this time, the smile on the corner of Zhang Yifeng's mouth was so real, even
His eyes released bursts of light.
Meng Nishang was stunned for a moment.
For such a beautiful woman like me, I can hardly make him smile even if I cook for him every day, but this flower and plant can make him smile.
Is she worse than a flower?
What kind of flower was this blue flower? She had never seen such a cold and aloof flower.
Moreover, the Zhang Yifeng in the rumors was completely different from the Zhang Yifeng she knew now.
Zhang Yifeng used to be romantic and willful, but now Zhang Yifeng is calm and indifferent, busy with things all day long, although she doesn't know what Zhang Yifeng is busy with.
Just when Meng Nishang was having complicated thoughts, there was a knock on the door.
The knocking on the door was loud and urgent, and seemed to have no courtesy at all.
"Is it here?"
Outside the door, a middle-aged man's voice came.
"Well, this is where Zhang Yifeng rents. The lady should be here."