Quick wear: healing the beautiful, strong and miserable boss every day

Chapter 151 ⑩ Can’t Run Away (14)

It's just that everyone in the kitchen is watching Wen Jinhuan with trepidation, but everyone is actually afraid.

Especially the woman in charge and Ting Lan, they were all breathless and cheered up 12.

Wen Jinhuan scooped up the hot water, poured in the oil, and when the oil was hot, beat in an egg.

In about 2 minutes, a golden egg on both sides will come out of the pan.

Put the fried egg on top of the noodles and arrange the greens.

Wen Jinhuan also fried some bacon, put it together with green vegetables, and sprinkled with chopped green onion at the end.

A bowl of longevity noodles with the top version is ready.

Ting Lan's eyes were full of praise, and she took a deep breath, "Ma'am, this is too fragrant, and it looks good."

When the noodles were ready, the housekeeper let out a sigh of relief.

She was also like Ting Lan in her heart, exclaiming and applauding, "Your Majesty is very good at cooking, the son of the world will definitely like it."

Wen Jinhuan looked at the work made by himself, and nodded with satisfaction, "Then take it to the prince."

She washed her hands, and told Ting Lan to follow her to Qu Zhili.

One direction yard.

The servants are clearing the snow on the ground, and a touch of red adds a bit of other flavor to the yard, which doesn't look so alienated.

The door of the main house was open, and the servant was standing near the door. A man with bright eyes and sparse eyebrows in a black robe was sitting at the table, with a black hairpin stuck in his hair crown, and he was rubbing a tea cup half-raised. .

After a long time, Qu Zhili asked in a low voice, "Is the princess up yet?"

The little servant pondered for a while and replied, "Back to Shi Ziye, there is no movement in Meiyuan, and Shi Zifei probably hasn't gotten up yet."

When he came back from the kitchen, he deliberately passed by the concubine's yard, but he didn't see Ting Lan, nor heard any noise, so he felt that the concubine did not get up.

Qu Zhili actually knew this result, but this was his daily question, and he was used to it.

He wanted to find her, but he was afraid of disturbing her rest. After thinking about it, he still felt that he should not disturb her and let her sleep for a while.

It didn't take long.

Hearing the salute of servants cleaning the courtyard outside the house, "Shi Zifei."

Sitting in the room, Qu Zhili's brows and eyes loosened. He was right when he heard that sound.

He stood up immediately, and his actions were one step faster than his thoughts.

He walked out of the room and saw Wen Jinhuan walking towards him from the corridor at the entrance of the courtyard.

Qu Zhili was both surprised and happy in his heart, his eyes flickered, and he strode towards Wen Jinhuan.

Wen Jinhuan looked at him, looked up and smiled, "Are you surprised?"

He was a little excited and happy, "Why are you here?"

Wen Jinhuan replied, "I'm here to bring you longevity noodles. Happy birthday, Li."

She actually knew that today was his birthday!

Qu Zhili stared at Wen Jinhuan, his eyes sparkled with sparkling light, and the bottom of his heart exploded, blooming in his heart.

Satisfied.

His voice trembled, "How do you know that today is my birthday?"

"Of course I know." Wen Jinhuan smiled and didn't answer him directly.

"Go in quickly, it will be cold after the meeting."

Qu Zhili looked back at Ting Lan's serving of noodles, she didn't need to eat, she was already satisfied just knowing her birthday.

What's more, with the longevity noodles she prepared, he is now more satisfied, and his excitement and surprise are hard to hide.

Ting Lan put down the noodles and said, "My lord, this is prepared by your mother for you."

After saying that, Qu Zhili immediately looked at Wen Jinhuan, "You, when did you get up to do it, and how are your hands doing?"

While talking, he grabbed Wen Jinhuan's hand and looked at it. He was relieved when he saw that he was not injured.

Seeing him like this, Wen Jinhuan chuckled, "I'm fine, I'm just cooking a bowl of noodles."

"..."

When Qu Zhili heard her laughter, his ears crept up and blushed.

Seeing this, Wen Jinhuan thought it was fun, this is really an innocent little milk dog.

Anyway, Qu Zhili was surprised and happy.

Today is his happiest, happiest and most satisfying birthday in the past twenty years.

"Thank you, sir," he said.

Wen Jinhuan urged him, "Taste it quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Qu Zhili didn't move his chopsticks, but asked her, "Have you eaten?"

"Not yet, I'll be eating later." Wen Jinhuan said indifferently.

Qu Zhili disagreed, "No."

Afterwards, he glanced sideways and asked the boy to go down to pass the meal.

Wen Jinhuan stopped, "Don't, wait until the meal is served, the noodles are cold."

No matter what Wen Jinhuan said, he didn't move his chopsticks. He didn't move his chopsticks until the meal was eaten with Wen Jinhuan.

Wen Jinhuan reprimanded, "I told you to eat, but you have to wait, the noodles won't taste good when they're cold."

"Delicious." He said seriously.

"As long as it's made by you, it's delicious whether it's cold or hot."

A sudden confession.

Wen Jinhuan's face became hot, "Hurry up and eat."

In fact, there was another thing that Qu Zhili felt gratified about, that Wen Jinhuan had a meal with him here, and it was the first time that Wen Jinhuan had a meal with him here since they got married.

Their previous wedding room, which Qu Zhili left for Wen Jinhuan, is the courtyard where she lives now.

So he chose to move here.

If Qu Zhili hadn't taken the initiative to eat in her yard before, she really wouldn't have asked him to eat with him.

Wen Jinhuan didn't refuse him to have a meal with him earlier, and he didn't show welcome or rejection.

After eating for a while, Wen Jinhuan looked up at him, "Did you see the gift I gave you?"

Qu Zhili was stunned, what gift?Where is the gift?

His brain turned rapidly, Qu Zhili glanced around the room, but found nothing.

Then, he looked at the young man, but the young man didn't know, he was serving the son's daily life, and when he cleaned the room in the morning, he found nothing.

Wen Jinhuan smiled, "Don't look, it's not here."

Qu Zhili immediately asked, "Where is it?"

His tone was a little excited, and his expression changed.

Wen Jinhuan refused to tell the truth, shrugged and said, "Let's talk about it when you find out."

"..."

Qu Zhili was a little anxious, and a little bit dumbfounded about it.

"Let's eat first."

There is no rush.

In the morning, the mood was ups and downs.

Qu Zhili joked in his heart that he had come back to life more and more, like a little boy, becoming erratic and calm when he didn't do anything.

He relaxed, his brows and eyes returned to calm, and he couldn't act too hastily.

He looked at Wen Jinhuan, "Do you want to go back to rest after eating?"

"Not sleepy." Wen Jinhuan shook his head.

Starting today's New Year's Eve, he will give himself a holiday. Now that Wen Jinhuan is here, it is even more impossible for him to go to the study to handle those government affairs.

So it took him a long time to know what Wen Jin's farewell gift was.

After finishing the meal, Qu Zhili didn't want her to leave, so he suggested, "Play chess?"

Wen Jinhuan didn't answer, but asked him enthusiastically, "Can you draw?"

Qu Zhili was taken aback for a moment, but still nodded, "Yes."

Wen Jinhuan turned her head and told Ting Lan to go down and prepare pens, paper, and scissors.

Things are ready, it is red paper, Qu Zhili didn't understand at first.

Wen Jinhuan said: "Is it good to write the word "Fu" and paste the word "Fu"?"

"it is good."

What does this have to do with painting?
Although Qu Zhili was puzzled, no matter what she said or did, he would agree.

They began to write and paste blessing characters and cut window grilles.

Competition to write couplets.

Qu Zhili didn't let her touch the scissors, and Wen Jinhuan watched from the side.

After a few minutes, no whole piece of paper survived the Curtley scissors.

He is really not suitable for this, he is too strong, and he really took great pains to prevent Wen Jinhuan from touching the scissors.

Another piece of red paper was gone, Wen Jinhuan couldn't bear to look at it any longer, and sighed while touching his forehead, "How about I give it a try?"

Qu Zhili refused without thinking, "No, you can't touch these sharp things."

Wen Jinhuan looked at the table covered with shredded red paper and didn't want to talk anymore.

Qu Zhili was a little embarrassed, and smiled dryly, "I won't."

To be honest, he really can't, he hasn't tried it at all.

But even if Wen Jinhuan didn't know what to say, he would learn to do it.

Wen Jinhuan said: "Why don't you draw it first and then cut it out."

Qu Zhili nodded, this plan is fine, he put down the scissors, took a piece of red paper and spread it on the table, picked up a brush and drew.

Next year is the Year of the Rabbit, and he drew a very cute little rabbit.

This time the bunny was cut successfully.

I found a way and cut a lot in one afternoon.

There are also a lot of blessing characters and couplets.

Wen Jinhuan counted the blessing characters and couplets on the side, and then said:
"Send some blessing characters and couplets to the Beiguo government."

Qu Zhili looked at her, Wen Jinhuan looked at him, "Send it."

"Then send it."

Wen Jinhuan picked out a few copies, all of which were written by Qu Zhili. His writing is more beautiful. After all, it is a gift, so of course you have to choose a good one.

Qu Zhili asked the boy to send the things to the Duke of Beiguo.

When I came back, I brought some rice cakes from the Beiguo government.

Some blessing characters and paper-cut window grilles were pasted in Wat Chili's yard and Wen Jinhuan's yard.

The last ones were given to the servants of the mansion.

After the New Year's Eve dinner.

After taking a shower, Wen Jinhuan put on beautiful new clothes, which were brand new from head to toe, and the colors were quite festive, chosen by Qu Zhili.

He was also wearing new clothes, with shiny black hair and a black crown, as if something was missing.

"Wonderful." He whispered.

Looking at Wen Jinhuan tenderly, the red candlelight reflected on his face, adding a bit of beauty.

"Help me tie my hair."

He took out a box and opened it. It was a black jade hairpin she gave her.

When he was pasting the window grilles in the afternoon, he went into the study and saw it. He planned not to enter the study for a few days. If he really didn't, it might take a few days to find this gift. Qu Zhili couldn't help but laugh.

Wen Jin laughed happily and asked, "Do you like this gift?"

"I like free delivery." He replied.

He knew about this hairpin. He thought she bought it for his birthday gift.

It turned out that she had prepared a birthday present for him at that time.

Thinking of the way I was secretly angry at that time, I thought it was funny.

Wen Jinhuan helped him tie his hair and inserted a new hairpin into his crown.

Sure enough, her vision was right, this hairpin was very suitable for Qu Zhili.

At this time, there were fireworks in the sky outside, one after another.

The two of them were watching the new year. There were not many people and it was not lively. Instead, it was very quiet and the scene was very harmonious.

(End of this chapter)