It looks like something women can own, but the bright and colorful color combination... is a bit tacky.
Gu Qi replied: "Yin Mo and I went out to buy you this morning. One box is frostbite cream and the other is vanishing cream. Your cheeks are better now, but frostbite can be serious or minor and cannot be ignored."
Chen Xingling played with the two small boxes, feeling slightly sweet in his heart.
The abstinence husband has a cold face and can't say a single sweet word, but he is always thinking about and caring about you in his heart.
As soon as she got home in the morning, she ran out in a hurry, and did not forget to bring her little son with her so that he would not disturb her sleep - it turned out that she bought ointment for herself!
Awww! Give points to the action-oriented little dad!
"Thank you, Archie. I like it!"
Gu Qi avoided her sparkling eyes shyly and whispered, "Are you hungry? I'll find you something to eat."
Chen Xingling couldn't help but ask curiously: "You... can cook now?"
As far as she knew, Gu Qi was like a god who was detached from the world. He ate three meals a day in the factory cafeteria and never cooked in the kitchen.
He didn't cook because he didn't know how, so his dormitory only had a small kerosene stove for boiling water, and no other pots, pans, spoons or anything else he needed.
Gu Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his fair and handsome face.
"Not yet. There are some steamed buns left from lunch, I'll heat them up."
After he finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out, and couldn't help but glance at his old mother's room out of the corner of his eye.
Ever since his old mother heard that he would take his wife and children south after the holiday, she became restless. She didn't even have a good meal at noon, and ran out in a hurry at noon. When she came back, she complained of dizziness and now lies on the bed motionless.
He verbally told his two sisters to take good care of him, but in his heart he knew what was going on.
Forget it, let’s just have a good time first.
Chen Xingling in the room was giggling!
Of course, no one is perfect.
God opened the door to high intelligence and good looks for him, but he must have closed the small window of cooking skills, otherwise others would have protested and rioted long ago!
Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Chen Xingling slipped into the space to wash up.
I have slept a lot these two days and have almost recovered from my illness. My complexion looks much better, but the frostbite and chapped areas have not healed so quickly and several places are still red and swollen.
Chen Xingling knew that he couldn't be impatient, so he carefully applied the ointment and moisturizer.
Then, she poured out the nourishing soup from the health pot and gulped down a large bowl of it.
Then, she poured some hot water from the kettle and mixed it with cold water, washed her hair that had been coated with conditioner in the morning, and quickly dried it with a hair dryer.
Fortunately, her hair was short and it was blown clean quickly.
Touching the smooth black hair, Chen Xingling felt secretly satisfied.
Phew~ Finally there is a place that can barely be considered 80 points!
Everyone loves beauty. She has good facial features, is tall, and has a good foundation. It would be a shame to have such a good appearance and figure if she doesn't dress up well.
Although the idea of squandering nature's gifts is a bit exaggerated, she believes that women should take better care of themselves, take care of themselves when necessary, dress up when necessary, and live a happy life, which is definitely better than suffering from hatred and resentment.
The white rice in the rice cooker has been cooked and kept warm. When you open it, it is steaming hot and the rice aroma is tempting.
She ate a bowl, and fearing that Gu Qi would come back, she did not dare to run to the cooked meat area to look for vegetables and meat. She leaned against the exit door, ate quickly, and ran out of the space.
Fortunately, Gu Qi hasn’t come back yet!
Unexpectedly, she waited and waited, but he never came back.
Could it be that the handsome man who never cooks has destroyed the kitchen?
After sleeping for a few hours, not knowing what was happening outside, she put on the old flowered jacket beside the bed, opened the door and walked out.
"Mom!" a voice called out crisply.
I saw Xiao Huzi sitting on the threshold of the kitchen, dirty all over, chewing a hard steamed bun.
Chen Xingling approached suspiciously and found that the kitchen was deserted and there was no adult in the room.
"Son, where's your dad?"
Little Tiger pointed his little finger toward the front door and said, "Dad is gone. Someone came and talked to Dad for a long time, then took Dad out."
Chen Xingling looked around and asked curiously, "Where are the others?"
Little Tiger pointed to the backyard and said, "Grandma is sick. My aunts are all there."
Chen Xingling thought of Li Ying's fierce tigress appearance in the morning and her high-pitched and powerful voice, and couldn't help but sneer inwardly.
Sick? What kind of illness? Haha!
She pinched the steamed bun in her son's hand and asked, "Why are you eating cold steamed buns? Are you hungry?"
Little Tiger pouted in grievance, with his chubby little hands resting on his belly.
"I'm hungry. Mom, I want to eat. Yesterday I had steamed buns, and today I had steamed buns. They were all steamed buns! I don't want them! I want to eat the food that mom cooks!"
Chen Xingling felt secretly distressed and took her son into the kitchen.
There were pots and pans scattered about in a mess, and there was nothing on the stove except a few cold steamed buns. There was not even a spark of fire to be seen coming from the stove.
The honeycomb coal stoves on the side had all burned out at some point, with only a little dark red flame left on the one at the top, while the others were dry and crisp, with no coal left at all.
Chen Xingling's body has the memories of the original heroine. He works very efficiently and quickly replaces the coal briquettes.
In the past, the heroine was forced by her mother-in-law to do all the housework. She dared not make any mistakes, let alone waste anything, otherwise her mother-in-law would scold her and even scold her ancestors for eighteen generations.
The current Chen Xingling was not afraid at all and started to work lavishly.
She took out a small match from the matchbox and rubbed it vigorously, and it was about to burst into flames.
She fetched some hay, which was nearly burning, and threw it into the stove.
Then she added more hay and carefully placed the dry wood on the fire.
Soon, the stove started to burn.
Chen Xingling unscrewed the lid of the water tank and found that there was only a little water left. He scooped out two ladlefuls of water and poured it into the big pot, put it on the stove, and started to boil water.
Little Tiger came over, squatted down with his chubby body, and squeezed next to her.
"Mom, it's so warm here!"
Chen Xingling smiled and lowered his voice: "Wait here, I'll cook the noodles."
When little Huzi heard that he could have noodles to eat, his eyes lit up immediately.
"Okay! I'll wait~~"
Chen Xingling quietly slipped back into the room, flashed into the space, took out two large bags of instant noodles, quickly put the packaging bags down and threw them into the trash can, put the soup and oil packets into his pockets, and hurried out again.
The water on the stove began to smoke and was about to boil.
Chen Xingling tore open the soup and oil packets and poured them into the pot, then threw the small packaging bags into the stove and burned them.
When the water boils, add the ingredients, stir, and it will be ready to serve.
Little Tiger took a deep breath and breathed in again. "Wow, it smells so good! Mom! What kind of noodles did you cook? They smell so good! Mom is awesome!"
Chen Xingling was amused by the cute little glutton, and used chopsticks to take out a small bowl of food and blew it to cool down.
"This is the dried noodles my uncle sent to mom. It's easy to cook and tastes pretty good. Come on, eat it."
Little Tiger already knows how to use chopsticks, but his posture is still not standard. He makes a fist and pulls the noodles into his mouth, slurping them up a bit, and then his little mouth can't stop slurping.
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