Chapter 432 The Secret That Cannot Be Told (5K)
Mu Qingyang was busy in the kitchen. She rolled out the noodles herself and then tossed them herself.
Although the hair looked ugly, with one strand long, one short, one thick, and one thin, she was still quite satisfied with her craftsmanship.
I called my grandma to ask her how to make noodles, and I learned it directly from her instructions over the phone.
Today, she was actually the only one in the huge rental house.
She came here as soon as the get out of class was over, got some fast food for herself, and then started to make longevity noodles.
"Mu Qingyang, you are indeed the smartest person in the world. You succeeded in making noodles the first time! Perfect!" Mu Qingyang clapped his hands and praised himself happily.
There were traces of flour all over his body and face, making him look a little disheveled.
Scoop out the noodles and put them into the soup.
She doesn't know how to make soup, so she just adds some lard, soy sauce, salt, pepper, Sichuan pepper powder and other seasonings to boiling water.
And fry a poached egg at the same time.
I was clumsy when frying eggs and messed up three of them in a row.
She was a little puzzled as to why both her grandmother and Zeng Wenjie’s grandmother made simple fried eggs?
Fortunately, the fourth one was successful. It was a little old, but not fuzzy, and the shape looked pretty good.
Place the vegetables on the noodles, cover with the poached egg, sprinkle with chopped green onions, and you're done!
There were a lot of noodles, so she simply made two bowls and prepared to eat them with Zeng Wenjie.
Zeng Wenjie happened to come back at this time. Mu Qingyang was bringing the noodles to the table. Then, she waved at Zeng Wenjie and said, "You came at the right time. The longevity noodles have just come out of the pot!"
Zeng Wenjie smiled and said, "Go wash your face quickly, you've turned into a little cat!"
Mu Qingyang hurried into the bathroom and saw the flour on his face. He couldn't help but smile helplessly and quickly rubbed his face with clean water.
"This bowl with the fried egg is yours, and this bowl is mine. The whistle is here, you decide how much to put in." Mu Qingyang walked up, pointed at the two bowls of noodles, and said happily.
Zeng Wenjie sat down, picked up his chopsticks, looked at the noodles of varying sizes in the bowl, and couldn't help but smile: "You are too attentive, you actually made the noodles by yourself."
Mu Qingyang said: "It's more meaningful to make it yourself. This is the first birthday I spend with you!"
Then, she said proudly, "Although it doesn't look very good, it's something we eat after all, so the appearance isn't important, right?"
Zeng Wenjie tried to hold back his laughter. These noodles were definitely not going to be very delicious. After all, the noodles were of different thicknesses, and the taste would be very different when cooked.
However, he would not complain about Mu Qingyang's clumsiness, but was very touched instead.
Damn, what girl would be willing to personally make a bowl of longevity noodles for a boy's birthday? They might not even be willing to make instant noodles.
Boys are always asked to give gifts like this and that, what a fucking sense of ceremony, but when it’s their own birthday, there’s nothing at all, just a dry blessing.
"Have a glass of water first. You smell so strongly of alcohol." Mu Qingyang poured him a glass of warm water.
"Thank you." Zeng Wenjie drank it all in one gulp and then sat down.
Mu Qingyang smiled and said, "Happy birthday to you. Let's eat. I hope my longevity noodles will bring you a long life."
Zeng Wenjie picked up his chopsticks and said to her, "In our hometown, if the elders are still alive, we can't say "long life" on birthdays, but "long tail" instead. This is the custom in our hometown. If you are there, you should pay attention to it."
Mu Qingyang was startled and said, "Oh!"
Zeng Wenjie picked up the noodles and put them into his mouth, saying as he ate, "Thank you, Xiao Mu, for making the longevity noodles yourself. They're delicious!"
Mu Qingyang also happily started eating from her bowl. She felt that although the noodles were not very beautiful, they were chewy and still delicious.
The taste wasn't bad, but it wasn't delicious either. However, Zeng Wenjie enjoyed eating it very much.
Just at this moment, the phone rang. It was Hu Guohua calling.
"Hey, Bra, why don't you celebrate your birthday today? Let me treat you to a wash!" Hu Guohua said casually.
Zeng Wenjie turned on the hands-free mode, and Mu Qingyang heard it directly.
Zeng Wenjie said, "I have a girlfriend, who wants to go with you to wash my feet? If you want to go, you don't need to use the excuse of celebrating my birthday, right?"
Hu Guohua cursed, "It's you who dumped that illiterate Shi Jing off to the Central Plains Province. That's why I can't even find a date! The idiots in our school aren't too keen on hanging out with me, afraid I'll run away."
Zeng Wenjie said, "That wasn't my fault, it was Wang Xuelian who did it."
Hu Guohua groaned and said, "She's been trying to curry favor with me lately, hoping that I could introduce her to work for you."
Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but laugh and said, "No, my temple is small and can't accommodate such a great Bodhisattva. You should keep it for yourself and enjoy it! Xiao Mu and I are eating noodles, so I won't talk to you anymore."
"Knock on you, you have no humanity towards the opposite sex..." Hu Guohua couldn't help but curse.
Zeng Wenjie hung up the phone calmly and calmly. The good thing about taking Xiao Mu for foot massage frequently is that even if someone asked him to wash their feet in person, he didn't have to worry about being suspected.
"bra!"
Mu Qingyang couldn't help laughing and said, "I laugh every time I hear this nickname!"
Zeng Wenjie snorted coldly, "If you have the guts, spread the word. See if I'll let you go next time I choke you naked!!"
Mu Qingyang said, "I dare not, please spare my life, my Lord of Longevity!"
This Mu Qingyang is becoming more and more eccentric.
Zeng Wenjie emptied the noodles in the bowl and took two bites of the fried egg, feeling like a cow chewing a peony.
Although it doesn't taste good, it is of great significance after all, so this metaphor is not wrong.
"Happy birthday!"
Mu Qingyang returned to the room, took out a gift box, handed it to Zeng Wenjie, and said happily.
Zeng Wenjie was stunned for a moment, then happily took it and said, "I didn't expect to receive a gift from someone who likes to receive gifts."
Mu Qingyang snorted and said, "You don't think I'll give you a bowl of longevity noodles just for your birthday, do you?!"
Zeng Wenjie opened the gift box bit by bit, and when he opened it, he saw a Gucci tie and a tie clip.
The tie clip is very exquisite and is inlaid with diamonds. There is no logo on it, so I don’t know which brand it is.
But judging from the shape, it must be expensive, and it is inlaid with diamonds, so I’m afraid it will cost at least six figures!
Mu Qingyang has definitely been exposed to far more luxury goods than Zeng Wenjie. If she didn't think the Gucci belt Zeng Wenjie was wearing was good-looking, she would have wanted to buy another niche but ridiculously expensive brand.
After much deliberation, I finally decided on the Gucci brand. As for the tie clip, it came from a jewelry company in Toronto, Canada.
"You're so stingy. You didn't even give me a suit, but just a tie and a tie clip, right?" Zeng Wenjie snorted coldly.
"Hehehe, I just like to see you look like you've never seen the world!" Mu Qingyang responded with a light hum.
Zeng Wenjie took the tie clip in his hand and looked at it. In fact, he also knew that this thing must be not cheap!
Just for these few diamonds above...
By the way, diamonds are definitely a waste of money!
However, such hurtful words must never be said, otherwise Xiao Mu will be really sad.
If you complain that a carefully selected gift is just a waste of money, that would be too fatal!
Men are often careless and can't help complaining after receiving a girl's gift, but this complaint is undoubtedly hurtful. So, don't make this kind of stupid mistake.
And this tie also exudes a sense of nobility.
Mu Qingyang couldn't help but ask cautiously, "You don't really dislike it, do you?"
Zeng Wenjie said, "How could I not like it? I'll put it on right away and show you."
After saying this, he picked up the tie and wrapped it around the collar of his shirt, skillfully tied the bow tie, and put on the tie clip.
A smile appeared on Mu Qingyang's face again.
"I was just joking. I work in the gold and jewelry business. How can I not see how valuable this thing is?"
"Besides, I'll love any gift you give me!"
"Hmm~ Look, I even finished the noodle soup!"
Zeng Wenjie showed off his tie and shining tie clip and smiled at Mu Qingyang.
Mu Qingyang was completely relieved. He nodded and said, "I'm glad you like it. I was just worried that you wouldn't like it. I've been preparing this for a long time!"
Zeng Wenjie took off his tie again and said, "From now on, whenever I wear a suit and tie, I will use the tie and tie clip you gave me."
Mu Qingyang smiled sweetly and said, "I originally wanted to buy you a pair of PP, but I thought you would be more low-key if you wore Longines, and PP would be a bit too conspicuous."
"PP?"
Zeng Wenjie looked confused.
"Patek Philippe, I just like seeing you look so naive!"
Mu Qingyang covered his mouth and laughed, his eyes curved into crescents.
Zeng Wenjie was also glad that Mu Qingyang didn't give him a watch. Otherwise, when Mrs. Feng saw that he had changed to a Patek Philippe, she would probably feel uncomfortable even if she didn't say it.
In the past, Zeng Wenjie would not care, but now it is different, he can feel Feng Xiao's intentions.
Moreover, he still needs to rely on Feng Xiao's help for a long time in the future.
Zeng Wenjie said, "That's true. Xiao Mu has great vision!"
Mu Qingyang said, "I'll get the cake out, and you make a wish and blow out the candles."
She was busy taking out the small cake from the refrigerator.
Since there were two of us, we bought a small one.
Zeng Wenjie had already told her that he wouldn't have a big birthday party, he just wanted it to be quiet, and it would be best if the two of them could celebrate together.
Mu Qingyang agreed and specially prepared this bowl of longevity noodles and gifts for him.
Zeng Wenjie plans to celebrate his birthday like this in the future, because it is not advisable to make a big fuss, as something serious could easily go wrong if one is not careful.
"Cake is coming!"
Mu Qingyang held the cake and placed it on the table. There were two little people holding hands on the surface of the cake.
She lit the candles one by one, until there were nineteen in total.
I don’t want those number candles, maybe because I think they are too ceremonial.
Zeng Wenjie turned off the lights, and Mu Qingyang took his lighter and lit the candles one by one. The room was immediately filled with candlelight.
Zeng Wenjie looked at the candle and suddenly thought of the freezing disaster in 2008. At that time, he would have to prepare more of this stuff, as well as fruits, vegetables and various daily necessities.
However, I don’t remember the exact day, but it started in January.
"Come on, make a wish and blow out the candles." Mu Qingyang said.
"Well, you make a wish with me, and I will give you one of your wishes." Zeng Wenjie said with a smile.
"Really? Can you share people's wishes?!" Mu Qingyang asked in surprise, a little unconvinced.
Her eyes were large and bright, and the candlelight reflected in her black eyes brought out a light that made people inexplicably moved.
Zeng Wenjie pulled her to sit side by side and said, "Because I'm quite greedy, I've always made two wishes since I was a child, so today I'll give you one!"
Mu Qingyang believed it. Sometimes, she was so easily fooled.
So she obediently closed her eyes and made a wish.
Zeng Wenjie glanced at her. He, who had never believed in these things before, sincerely believed them at this moment and closed his eyes to make a wish.
One wished Zeng Wenjie good health.
One wished Mu Qingyang happiness every day.
They were both making wishes for each other, and they complemented each other perfectly.
After opening their eyes, they blew out the candles together, and the room fell into darkness again. Only the light from outside shone through, giving a faint glow.
After turning on the lights, Mu Qingyang carefully pulled out the candles one by one and threw them away.
"No need to cut it, let's just share it with a fork and eat it." Zeng Wenjie said.
"Oh! Okay." Mu Qingyang picked up the fork, took off a piece, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Zeng Wenjie immediately frowned and said, "It's my birthday, why don't you give me the first bite?"
Mu Qingyang was stunned and said, "Ah... I'm sorry, I was just too greedy and didn't think of this..."
Zeng Wenjie said, "No, that won't work. If you don't take the first bite of the cake on your birthday, it's like wasting your birthday."
Mu Qingyang said somewhat embarrassedly: "Then let's go buy another one? It's still early, we should be able to buy it."
Zeng Wenjie laughed and said, "It's not that troublesome!"
He grabbed Mu Qingyang, who didn't know what to do, and then held her cheek and bit it.
There was cream left on Mu Qingyang's lips and his mouth was filled with the sweetness of the cake. Zeng Wenjie felt that this was much more enjoyable than eating cake!
The fork in Mu Qingyang's hand fell onto the table. He immediately put his arms around Zeng Wenjie's waist and hurriedly and panickily met his attack.
Thinking that Mu Qingyang had come here after class today and worked so hard to mix, knead and pull the dough, just to make him a bowl of longevity noodles, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart that was almost about to burst out!
Of course, this taste can only be sweet, honey-like, rich, and even a little greasy.
Every time I get intimate with Xiao Mu, I have a different experience.
“Huh~”
Finally, when the two separated, they couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Mu Qingyang's face turned red again, looking so radiant and adorable.
"How much alcohol have you drunk? You smell so strong!" She wrinkled her nose and said a little displeased.
"There's no other way. Today is an exclusive interview after all. After it's over, we have to entertain friends from the General Administration." Zeng Wenjie said with a smile.
Mu Qingyang said: "If you drink frequently, you must keep exercising, otherwise your health will be bad and you will easily gain weight!"
Zeng Wenjie said, "Aren't chubby ones cute?"
Mu Qingyang poked him lightly with his finger and said, "Double standard! Double standard! Double standard! When I'm fat, I'm a little tank, and when you're fat, you're cute!"
Zeng Wenjie couldn't help laughing.
After sharing the cake and eating it all, Zeng Wenjie felt like he was about to die of stuffing.
I just came back from Shanshui Pavilion after dinner and had a bowl of longevity noodles with a poached egg, and then some cake. Oh, and while eating the cake I seemed to have also eaten some Zui Zi and Queshe?
Anyway, they are all delicious.
After they both tidied themselves up and changed into their pajamas, they snuggled together on the sofa to watch TV.
Mu Qingyang curled up his legs and stepped on the edge of the sofa, curled up into a ball, leaning against Zeng Wenjie.
Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but pinch the technician's tender feet and asked, "Did you just wish that I could become rich?"
Mu Qingyang shrank his feet uncomfortably and said with a smile, "I wish you good health."
Zeng Wenjie was stunned and said, "Then why don't you make a wish for yourself? You didn't even take care of yourself on your birthday."
Mu Qingyang looked at him and said slowly: "Because, I know you must have made a wish for me as well."
Zeng Wenjie said: "You are so confident!"
"uh-huh!!!"
Mu Qingyang raised his chin, even a little proud.
Zeng Wenjie smiled with satisfaction. This kind of Xiao Mu is the cutest Xiao Mu.
She is outstanding in appearance, temperament and talent. She is an extremely excellent girl. Negative emotions such as inferiority do not belong to her.
"Next time I will make a wish for myself." Mu Qingyang said.
"What wish do you want to make?" Zeng Wenjie asked.
"I want to make a wish so that my twelve-year-old self can hear it." Mu Qingyang said slowly.
"Oh? That's a very original wish!"
"I would tell my 12-year-old self not to be intimidated by the difficulties and obstacles ahead, because there will be many people who love her in the future."
"A lot of people?" Zeng Wenjie was unhappy.
Mu Qingyang nodded slightly and said, "Also, there is one that is the most unique."
Zeng Wenjie was very satisfied with what he heard.
The movie channel is currently broadcasting the midnight show "Titanic", which was filmed when Leonardo DiCaprio was at the peak of his appearance.
He had really wanted to accompany Xiao Mu to the end of the film, but he had drunk quite a bit of wine, and the alcohol was taking over him. He felt sleepy like a tide, and he fell asleep with his head tilted.
Mu Qingyang heard the sound of even breathing beside her ear, turned her head and saw that her boyfriend had fallen asleep on the sofa.
She wanted to wake the other person up and go to bed, but she called him several times but he didn't wake up.
So, I could only lay him down on the ground and then bring the quilt to cover him.
After doing all this, she sat down next to Zeng Wenjie's head and continued to watch the rest of the movie.
As she watched, she heard Zeng Wenjie mumbling something in his sleep. It was a sentence in Russian:
She turned to look at Zeng Wenjie who was sleeping soundly, only to see that he was frowning and muttering this sentence over and over again.
But it was clearly a sentence used to express love, but he said it very nervously and quickly, repeating it over and over again, as if he was afraid of forgetting it.
Mu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, then gently stroked his forehead and responded softly in his ear with the same language and sentences.
Then, she saw Zeng Wenjie's tightly furrowed brows slowly relax, and a faint curve appeared at the corner of his mouth...
Mu Qingyang tilted his head, not understanding why Zeng Wenjie kept saying this in his nightmare.
She thought that maybe there was some secret here that she didn't know!
(End of this chapter)
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