Ye Zhiqiu rode his bicycle back to Feng Xiaomei's residential complex in Zhongguancun.
Things went smoothly, and Li Xingwu took the responsibility. Don't underestimate him as a buyer; it's really easy for him to do small things for his friends.
Although they tried their best to keep Ye Zhiqiu for dinner and drinks, Ye Zhiqiu was still anxious to go back and be with Feng Xiaomei! After briefly explaining the situation, Li Xingwu's family finally stopped holding him back.
After arriving here, Ye Zhiqiu was about to register, but he didn't expect Feng Xiaomei to be waiting for him in the guard room!
He said accusingly, "Why don't you go back first? It's so cold outside. What if you catch a cold?"
Feng Xiaomei said nothing, but went to register him, and then walked inside with him. Only then did she say, "When I think about being alone, I don't want to go back home. I'm afraid I'll miss my father, and I'm worried that my mother won't know what's going on, so I stayed at the door waiting for you..."
Ye Zhiqiu was silent for a moment, then he forced a smile and said, "Okay, it's normal to miss you. I got you some rare stuff today, let's taste it later."
"What did you do?"
"Hey, you can't tell me this. You'll know soon."
After Ye Zhiqiu parked his bicycle, he unpacked his luggage bag, while Feng Xiaomei helped carry a bag filled with ingredients such as bacon and dried vegetables.
It looked like someone had just returned from a business trip and the couple was going home together.
After returning home, they helped each other take off their coats and hang them up. Feng Xiaomei put the bag of ingredients in the cupboard. Ye Zhiqiu returned to the living room with the bag, opened it, and took out the still-hot roast chicken wrapped in newspaper.
In fact, he roasted two. He tasted one of them and thought it was good, then he extinguished the charcoal fire in the space.
He took the luggage bag back to Feng Xiaomei's room. Since they had moved in together, they naturally had to sleep in the same room. Although they hadn't reached the final stage, they were almost there. In fact, the two of them were already very close.
It’s not that Ye Zhiqiu is a beast, but sometimes these things can help her divert her attention faster and get out of her sad mood quickly.
He returned to the living room without taking out the things. After Feng Xiaomei put the things away, she asked Ye Zhiqiu, "Zhiqiu, what should we make for dinner tonight?"
Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said, "Hey, we're not cooking tonight. Come over and have chicken!"
Feng Xiaomei came over and looked at the large newspaper package. She asked curiously, "What is this? Aren't you at work? Where did you get it from?"
Ye Zhiqiu explained, "I asked a friend to help me make it. Let's go wash our hands first, and then eat some delicious and sweet roast chicken!"
When it comes to washing hands, of course, four hands should be put together. It would be fun if you help me wash and I help you wash.
Anyway, the two of them were as childish as kids. They played for a while, washed their hands, and then returned to the living room.
Ye Zhiqiu opened the newspaper, revealing a roast chicken inside. This was no small chicken, but a large, fat chicken weighing nearly four pounds. Although such a large chicken would certainly not be as tender as others, it was fat enough and had plenty of meat, which was why it was so popular at the moment!
Feng Xiaomei exclaimed in surprise, "What a big chicken! Zhiqiu, why doesn't this chicken look like a roast chicken? Is it roasted like a roast duck? The color is so beautiful!"
"Yes, my friend marinated it first and then slowly roasted it. The beautiful color is because the whole chicken is coated with honey."
Ye Zhiqiu went to get a large plate. The roast chicken was no longer hot, so he easily pulled off an extra-large chicken leg and handed it to Feng Xiaomei for her to eat.
Feng Xiaomei narrowed her eyes as soon as she ate it, and then kept praising.
Ye Zhiqiu also pulled off a leg and took a bite, finding it really delicious. Because he had smeared spices and apples inside the belly, the chicken had an apple aroma and tasted really good!
The chicken was so fat that the two of them had their mouths full of oil. Especially Feng Xiaomei's cherry lips, which looked particularly rosy from the oil, and it was really a feast for the eyes!
The entire chicken was devoured, mostly by Ye Zhiqiu. Feng Xiaomei felt full after eating only one-third. His appetite had grown immensely since returning from the army, and he usually needed three or four large steamed buns. This was still a bit of a reserve; if he really let loose, five or six would be no problem.
But he also controlled his food intake. At that time, he was working at the base, and although he consumed a lot of energy, the food provided little calories, so he naturally developed the habit of never feeling full no matter how much he ate.
Now that he is back in the city, he eats meat all day long to restore his body to a state of oiliness so that he doesn't have to consume so much food every day.
They washed their hands again, then boiled water, kneaded dough, chopped cabbage stuffing, and prepared breakfast for tomorrow. If they didn't prepare it in advance, they wouldn't have enough time to make breakfast.
We are all young people, and we like to sleep in even in the middle of winter. If it is not necessary, who would be willing to get up so early to make breakfast?
The two of them were now living like a young married couple, cooperating with each other in their work. Ye Zhiqiu was enjoying this feeling.
He actually doesn't have a wild heart. He has a wife who warms his heart. If he has a few more naughty debt collectors, life will be pretty good.
At least he doesn't think there is anything worth his advancement. He will have more and more wealth in the future, so there is no need to pursue it.
After finishing all these and boiling the water, Feng Xiaomei went to get some clothes and drove Ye Zhiqiu out because she needed to wash herself.
Ye Zhiqiu chuckled and went back to the room obediently. He went to get his clothes and he would wash himself later.
After waiting for a long time, Feng Xiaomei came out and he found that she had washed her hair. He was about to help her dry it, but she pushed him to wash himself and reminded him to change his clothes and not be so sloppy.
Ye Zhiqiu shrugged. Men wouldn't be so particular. They often wore their shorts for days before changing them out. After all, in this cold weather, scrubbing yourself frequently would only lead to catching a cold!
But he was also very honest. After washing and changing his clothes, Feng Xiaomei took the basin and went out to wash clothes.
When he saw that the dough had risen, he started to make buns. When she came back from washing the clothes, he also steamed the buns.
Thinking of helping to hang up the clothes, he picked up one of her small clothes and was hit with the clothes hanger by the blushing Feng Xiaomei.
Ye Zhiqiu said shamelessly: "What's the big deal! It's just clothes. You are my wife. Is there any need to be shy about this with our relationship?"
Feng Xiaomei was so angry that she said, "Go away, you shameless bastard..."
Ye Zhiqiu chuckled and returned to sit on the sofa without asking for help. His wife was still a little shy.
I've taken this thing off myself, so what's there to be shy about?
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