There were no refrigerators in this era, so unlike in later times, you couldn't put mung beans in the refrigerator to freeze them before cooking, which would make the beans split open in about ten minutes.
But let's cook it slowly.
Anyway, there's no rush to go out or rush to work, so I can just leisurely wait for the soup to cook.
Thinking about it this way, life is really good now.
Xie Zhuo saw Xu Yan come out of the kitchen and handed her the freshly grilled fish.
Xu Yan waved her hand, "I can't eat anymore. You've been busy all day without eating a single bite. You should eat more."
Xie Zhuo made sure she was really full before he started eating.
Xu Yan sat to one side watching him.
Xie Zhuo ate very quickly. It felt like he could finish a small fish in three bites. There were also some bread and biscuits they had bought a couple of days ago on the table, which he ate in about two bites each, but his movements and expressions were not unpleasant at all.
They don't smack their lips while eating.
It's pleasing to the eye.
A feast for the eyes.
So... the original book must have been written by someone else commissioned by Han Xiaoyu himself, otherwise, the Xie Zhuo in the book would be so different from the real Xie Zhuo!
Only after Da Bao pulled her hand did Xu Yan shift her gaze to the side.
Xie Zhuo breathed a slight sigh of relief.
If he kept being stared at, he really couldn't eat anymore.
Since he didn't have to work in the afternoon, Xie Zhuo bolted the front door shut before going inside to take out all the watches and start repairing them.
He also tried to fix it for a while last night, but Xu Yan was lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), and he was sitting alone at the table, not knowing what he was thinking about. Anyway, he didn't fix any of them, so he went straight to bed.
If it's not fixed and sent over today, Old He will have to urge me.
Xu Yan had just finished eating and wasn't really ready to sleep yet. She sat under the pear tree looking at her high school Chinese textbook. Da Bao and Xiao Bao sat beside her, writing down the characters she had been teaching them over the past two days, stroke by stroke.
It can be said that life was peaceful and serene.
If no one suddenly knocks on the door.
Bang bang bang—
The person knocking on the door hit hard. Not only were the two little brats startled, but even Xu Yan almost threw the book he was holding away.
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