In the next few days, He Yining has been taking careful care of the eggs, measuring the temperature, controlling the humidity, and constantly turning the eggs to prevent the temperature from getting too high.
Every time she turned it over, she would write it down carefully in her notebook. If she was not around, she would ask a servant to help her turn it over.
Gu Nianxi seemed to be moved by her persistence, and sometimes she would help me remember numbers. It was more of a trouble than a help.
"Thirty-seven degrees six." He Yining finished measuring the temperature and shouted to him.
He supported his chin with one hand, holding a pen in his mouth, and absentmindedly wrote a series of numbers in the notebook.
She said thirty-seven degrees six, but he insisted on writing thirty-six degrees seven.
"Temperature, sixty-two percent." She shouted again.
Gu Nianxi frowned and wrote 92.
"He Yining..." He lay on the table and looked at her weakly, "I'm hungry and want to eat tomatoes and scrambled eggs."
"You just had dinner."
"I want to eat tomatoes and scrambled eggs." He raised his eyes.
He Yining had no choice but to stand up and wipe his hands, "I'll do it for you."
She entered the small kitchen, and he stepped in right after her. The kitchen was already small, but with him being so big, it suddenly seemed crowded.
"Go out and wait." He Yining chased people away.
He refused to leave. He stared at the sky with a shameless face, as if he didn't hear anything.
He Yining had no choice but threw two tomatoes to him and said, "Wash them."
Gu Nianxi took it and was very cooperative in washing the persimmons under the tap.
She pushed a box of eggs in front of him and said, "Break them."
He glared at her, she was here to cook for him, but she was enslaving him.
He broke the eggs angrily and threw them into the bowl, "Here."
He Yining took it, said thank you and started to stir the eggs.
Soon, a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes came out of the oven perfectly. He sat at the table and ate it with big mouthfuls.
When we were having dinner just now, he didn't even look at the dishes on the table. They were full and he was hungry. He was really a big kid who was difficult to take care of.
"He Yining, one of my comrades is getting married the day after tomorrow. Please prepare." He put down his chopsticks.
She put away the dishes and asked in confusion: "What should I prepare?"
It's not her who got married.
He tapped her forehead and said, "You are stupid, of course you are going to the wedding."
She was shocked that he actually wanted to bring her to a wedding. They had been married in secret for so many years, and even the soldiers in his army didn't know about their relationship, but he suddenly wanted to bring her to such a public occasion.
"Then what should I wear?"
"How did I know that you don't have a lot of clothes in your cabinet?"
He Yining sighed and asked in vain. In his eyes, I'm afraid it doesn't matter what you wear as long as you don't wear anything.
But this was the first time he had brought her to such a public place, so naturally she couldn't lose his authority.
She secretly thought that she would buy an evening gift tomorrow. The clothes she had worn before were all sold later. Most of the things He Wei bought her were valuable.
He Yining used to have a few good friends who chatted together almost every day. Since the He family's collapse, these people suddenly seemed to disappear overnight. At that time, she called everyone to ask for help, but there was only one
She said, 'Okay, you'll wait for my message.' After that, there was no more news. Others didn't answer the phone at all. Some people even changed their mobile phone numbers to avoid her. Since then, He Yining has never made friends again.
, she didn’t dare to trust people anymore.
Therefore, shopping is just her entertainment.
He Yining strolled around several fashion stores, but couldn't find anything she was satisfied with. She was a little tired. She had an operation today. She wanted to go home and rest early, but she couldn't buy any clothes, so she had to continue shopping.
At the last store, He Yining didn't have much hope. He walked around the store and found nothing satisfactory. He was about to turn around and leave when suddenly the door of the dressing room was pushed open and a beautiful figure jumped into his sight.
The girl in a white dress looked as clear as a princess in a fairy tale wearing a magical wedding dress. She spun around in front of the mirror, and her layered skirt immediately rippled like waves. In the mirror, she looked like
She has a pretty pink face, big eyes as bright as stars, and her shiny black hair is tied up in a ponytail, making her look pure and cute.
I don't know if it was because of the style or the girl's perfect interpretation, but He Yining fell in love with this skirt at just one glance.
She asked the waiter on the side, "Is this dress in stock?"
The waiter said apologetically: "Sorry, this is the only one. If this lady pays first...I'm sorry."
"I understand, it's okay."
He Yining believed in fate. Since this dress was not destined for her, she didn't want to force it.
"Hello."
Before He Yining could walk out of the store, a crisp voice suddenly came from behind her. She turned around and saw that it was the girl who was trying on a dress.
She had taken off her skirt, sneakers and jeans, and was carrying a half-used canvas bag. "Do you want to buy that skirt?"
"Don't you want to buy it?" He Yining asked.
She pulled the strap of the bag sheepishly, "I can't afford it, I just tried it because I thought it looked good."
He Yining was curious. This girl was really brave and dared to try things she couldn't afford. If it were her, she really wouldn't have such courage.
"In that case, let me buy it." He Yining asked the clerk to pack it without trying it.
The girl kept following her, smiling like a talking Barbie doll, "My name is Amu, what's yours?"
"Why Ning."
"It seems that we are heroes and have the same idea. We both like this skirt." She stared at the bag in He Yining's hand with envy. "The difference is that you can afford it, but I can't."
"What do you do?" He Yining asked curiously.
"I'm a reporter." She took out her press card from her bag, "I'm not a liar."
He Yining smiled, "I didn't say you were a liar, but as a reporter, how come you don't have money?"
Aren’t journalists very popular nowadays?
She scratched her hair, "Because it's been a long time since I've gotten any news, and my salary hasn't been paid for a few months. Don't worry about it. I'm not saying this to make you pity me. I just think you're very beautiful and have a great temperament, which makes me happy."
How about taking a picture?”
It was just a photo shoot, and He Yining did not refuse. She is not a celebrity, so she is naturally not afraid of being infringed upon.
Amu took the photo and seemed very satisfied. He waved to her and said, "Thank you. I'm leaving now. I haven't eaten yet. Goodbye."
"goodbye."
He Yining shrugged, strange girl.
When I got home, the dinner in the living room had been cleared. Gu Nianxi had a social event in the evening and was not coming back to eat. He Yining decided to make do with some food in the small kitchen and make hot soup. The guy came back from outside and was probably going to have another meal.
Even though she was hungry, she still made preparations in advance to avoid being tormented in the middle of the night.
Pushing open the door, I heard faint laughter, as clear as silver bells.
She frowned, why was there someone in her room? Could it be that the servant was here to take care of her eggs.
She put down the bag in her hand and walked straight to the balcony.
A figure squatted on the ground with his back to her, holding three eggs in his hand, looking left and right, giggling from time to time.
"Who?" He Yining yelled angrily.
The man was startled, and with a shake of his hand, the three eggs fell to the ground, shattering into pieces with a thud.
The moment the egg broke, He Yining seemed to feel that his heart also fell and was torn into pieces.
"He Yining, if these eggs hatch, you will never leave me."