Ye Liuqing saw Ye Jianguo make a fire yesterday. Now that it was her turn, she would do it too.
After lighting the fire, Ye Liuqing took the kettle to boil a pot of water and blanched the pig's trotters.
After washing it, I added some ginger slices and stewed it on the stove.
The rest is up to time.
At this time, we should find something to pass the time, right?
Ye Liuqing glanced at Ji Yanchuan's desk. Apart from a few red books, there were only draft paper and pens on it.
Ye Liuqing didn't want to read any red books at all.
After taking a look around the room, Ye Liuqing finally took a piece of Ji Yanchuan's draft paper and pen and started scribbling.
Ji Yanchuan's figure flashed through my mind.
Holding a pencil, Ye Liuqing carefully depicted Ji Yanchuan's appearance.
Her eyes are focused and gentle, and her long hair falls on her shoulders like a waterfall, adding an elegant temperament to her.
Ye Liuqing's hand moved gently, and the pencil left soft marks on the paper.
Her brushstrokes were soft and delicate, as if gently stroking the smooth paper. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if she was thinking about how to best portray the man's image.
As time went by, Ye Liuqing's sketches gradually took shape.
Ji Yanchuan's facial contours, eyes, nose and mouth are all depicted in detail.
Ye Liuqing constantly adjusted the angle and pressure of her pencil, trying to better capture Ji Yanchuan's expression and temperament. Under her pen, Ji Yanchuan's image came alive, as if he would walk out of the paper at any time.
After completing the sketch, Ye Liuqing gently put down his pencil and looked at his work with satisfaction.
I didn’t expect that she, who hadn’t painted for a long time, is still as good as ever!
Ji Yanchuan's painting is pretty good this time.
However, compared to myself, it is still a little bit worse.
The pig's trotter in the kettle kept gurgling.
Listen, that should be about right.
Ye Liuqing quickly put down the painting in his hand, and then opened the lid of the kettle.
A rich aroma of pig's trotters wafts into my nose.
The pig's trotter has been stewed long enough that it has turned milky white.
Ye Liuqing picked up a small knife beside him and cut the lotus root that he had just washed into pieces into the kettle.
Ye Liuqing bought a lot of lotus roots, and there was a small section left that couldn't fit into the kettle.
Just don't let it go.
Ye Liuqing put the knife away and stuffed the remaining half of the lotus root directly into his mouth.
“Click, click…”
It has a crisp texture and unique fragrance, and tastes pretty good, just like eating fruit.
Ye Liuqing had only taken a few bites when he heard a voice outside the door.
Ji Yanchuan is back.
The whole person looked like he had been fished out of the water, soaking wet from head to toe.
"What's wrong with you?"
Ye Liuqing quickly pulled the towel off the hanger and handed it to Ji Yanchuan.
Ji Yanchuan took the towel from Ye Liuqing and wiped his hair.
"During the training session, we encountered several children falling into the water."
Ye Liuqing was stunned for a moment.
"Are you okay?"
"fine."
Ji Yanchuan thought about it.
"The child is fine, and I'm fine too."
"Then change these wet clothes quickly."
Ye Liuqing turned around.
"good."
Ji Yanchuan opened the cabinet and looked for clothes to change into.
The rustling sound behind him made Ye Liuqing feel a little embarrassed.
She took off the lid of the kettle.
The pig's trotters and lotus roots that had been stewed for a long time had become soft and rotten.
Ye Liuqing picked up the spoon and lunch box and scooped a big bowl for Ji Yanchuan.
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