After returning home from the supermarket, Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke got busy. They first planned the "menu" for the two days of Chinese New Year, and then performed fancy shows such as "Mandarin Duck Chop Meat with Two Knives".
"Zizzizi", the oil pan was bubbling. Yan Zheke carefully put the pork belly mixed with eggs, starch and other things into it, fried it until golden, took it out, put it into the bowl next to it, and then filled it with frost mist.
His hands reached over as fast as lightning, grabbed it, took two bites, and felt the tenderness of the meat.
"It's delicious..." Lou Cheng said vaguely, and he handed the remaining half piece to the girl's mouth in a flattering manner, "Try it."
This is Xiushan’s must-have crispy pork for the Chinese New Year. The selection of ingredients, ingredients, and cooking methods are slightly different from other places. It is more tender and smooth, but it is also easier to get tired of it. With Lou Cheng’s appetite, it is difficult to eat more than ten pieces in a row.
It must be "neutralized" with other foods.
Crispy pork is the most delicious when it is freshly cooked. In the past, when his family was not very wealthy, he would stay by the stove during the Chinese New Year, eating one piece after another. He reluctantly left until his mouth was full of oil, his stomach became bulging, and he started to feel sick.
Although Yan Zheke doesn't like things that are too greasy, he doesn't dislike the freshly fried crispy pork at all. He can only eat two pieces at most. The alluring aroma and beautiful taste are one of the New Year flavors in his hometown.
After the first meal, crispy pork can be stored in the refrigerator for a long time. Every time Lou Cheng’s mother, Qi Fang, makes tofu and vegetable soup, she likes to put a few pieces in and add some oil to make it more fragrant. By that time, the crispy pork has already
Not so tired anymore.
Yan Zheke opened his teeth slightly, took a bite of the crispy meat handed over by Lou Cheng, chewed it briefly, raised his eyebrows, and praised himself:
“It’s really good!”
You can achieve this with just the recipes and a few words from the Queen Mother... Please call me Chef Yan~!
She became more confident and picked up other pork belly and put it into the pot. Lou Cheng, with his quick eyes and quick hands, stretched out his palm to block a few splashes of oil, eliminating all hidden dangers.
Try it, try it, try it. When the two of them filled the table with dishes, their stomachs were already half full.
"I'm so tired. I don't want to cook by myself anymore unless it's a holiday." Yan Zheke stretched his arms and said with half pride and half sigh.
Lou Cheng immediately stretched out his hand to help her massage, and smiled in agreement: "Yes, I will hire an aunt who can cook in the future. We can cook it ourselves on a whim."
"But seeing you busy around here and looking for opportunities to eat secretly from time to time, it feels pretty good~" Yan Zheke picked up the wine glass filled with juice, stretched it towards Lou Cheng, his dimples were outlined, and said with a sweet smile, "Why?
The first meal we cooked ourselves!”
"Chef Yan, Lou Dunzi!" Lou Cheng also picked up his glass.
In Xing Province, Dunzi is the second chef responsible for cutting vegetables and preparing side dishes.
The wine glasses clinked, the water swayed slightly, and the young couple each took a sip. They felt that the surroundings were quiet, the light was soft, and their hearts were warm.
After eating and drinking, Lou Cheng took the lead, and under the trouble of Yan Zheke, who seemed drunk even after drinking juice, he struggled to clean up the mess and clean the restaurant and kitchen.
Back on the second floor, the two of them lay on the bed, very close to each other, chatting endlessly, occasionally browsing the Internet to find some topics, and even time seemed to slow down.
Lou Cheng's cell phone rings from time to time, and they are all congratulations on his birthday. Considering that China is twelve or thirteen hours early, he has entered the first day of his twenty-first year in China, but the young couple are still "stubborn"
Waiting for the arrival of midnight in Cannes.
At half past eleven, Yan Zheke suddenly stretched out his leg and touched Lou Cheng:
"Chengzi, you should take a bath first."
"It's almost twelve o'clock, let's go after that." Lou Cheng replied feeling a little confused.
"Go, go, take a shower first! You stink so much!" Yan Zheke pushed him out of bed with his hands and feet, with an itchy expression on his face.
Is this the rhythm of surprise gifts? Lou Cheng's heart moved, and he felt that he just didn't understand the style.
"Okay, okay." He pretended to be helpless and slow, took a change of clothes, left the room, and walked to the bathing area.
After taking two steps, his ears moved slightly and he heard the sound of the door closing and locking.
Stable! Lou Cheng entered the bathroom with a happy face, rubbed his left and right hands, slowed down the rhythm, and hummed a song.
Twenty minutes later, he walked out refreshed, returned to the bedroom door, stretched out his hand and twisted the handle, but it didn't move.
"Keke?" He knocked on the door and called in a confused tone.
"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer..." the girl's voice came out slightly urgently.
"Okay." Lou Cheng smiled secretly and waited patiently, silently counting the time and spreading his thoughts, guessing what the gift he was about to receive would be?
At 11:59, he heard the sound of the lock being unlocked and Yan Zheke took a few steps back.
"Come in." The girl said in a tight voice.
"Yeah." Lou Cheng took a breath, grasped the handle with his fingers, twisted it gently, and pushed it back. He saw that the lights in the room were out, the curtains were closed, and dim candlelight was rippling.
In the darkness and tranquility, Yan Zheke wore a white floating veil and a wedding dress that outlined her beautiful curves. The lace was layered and looming, making her as pure and beautiful as an angel descending.
At this moment, she was holding a homemade cream cake with both hands, which was filled with twenty-one candles. The firelight was swaying like a soul.
Seeing Lou Cheng's stunned and dumbfounded face, the girl felt a little embarrassed and forgot to say happy birthday. She raised her chin and said:
"The clothes I ordered... we haven't even taken wedding photos yet!"
"Yes." Lou Cheng replied with a lingering look.
Yan Zheke pursed her lips and smiled, looking at the ceiling and saying:
"Then sister, please go and take pictures~ Tomorrow, uh, there are no classes this afternoon, we will go to Zuohu Pier, to Riverside Park, to Wilson Square, to Adams Garden, to Westminster Building, um, we will take pictures by ourselves!"
"Have you prepared the strategy?" Lou Cheng seemed to have just come back to his senses and asked subconsciously.
Isn't it my place to do this kind of thing?
"Of course~" Yan Zheke's voice rose and he replied cheerfully, "This is your birthday gift! Well, I ordered a complete suit, shirt, vest, bow tie, belt, shoes... for you when you return to China during the summer vacation.
Let’s do the second set of Chinese costumes... Come on, give it a try..."
As she spoke, she turned around and walked towards the closet, as if she wanted to take out the set that belonged to Lou Cheng.
But before she could take a step forward, an arm was wrapped around her waist, a strong body pressed against her back, and a slightly hot breath blew by her ears.
"We can try again tomorrow..." Lou Cheng said in a low voice.
Sure enough, it will be like this... You big pervert... Yan Zheke smiled slyly, turned around as if he was prepared, the cake in his hand flew up, and he was about to slap a certain gangster in the face and wish him a happy birthday!
Her turning movements and words trying on clothes just now were all targeted traps!
As soon as she gained momentum, Lou Cheng noticed it, shook his head in amusement, and chose not to dodge.
Seeing this situation, Yan Zheke's movements slowed down, the cake stopped and muttered:
"Don't waste food..."
After saying that, she smiled widely, her eyes were full of water, she looked into Lou Cheng's eyes and whispered:
"Orange, happy birthday~!"
"Huh?" Lou Cheng raised his eyebrows and raised his nostrils.
Yan Zheke bit her lower lip lightly and spoke again with "shy and angry" eyes:
"Husband, happy birthday..."
Huh, Lou Cheng stretched out his right hand, hugged his wife, breathed out from his mouth, and blew out the candle. The room was dark, with only the faint light from the window coming in.
"Be careful with my clothes!" The lingering voice trembled and echoed, and Lou Cheng completely forgot to savor the fact that he was one year older.
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The next morning, Yan Zheke brushed his teeth bitterly and watched the energetic Lou Cheng finish his exercise, enter the bathroom, wash away the sweat from his body, and the word "satisfaction" was written all over his body.
Why don't I just be polite and say that today is your birthday, let you do whatever you want, but you actually take it seriously!
Humph, I’ll have to tell you honestly later, how do I know so much!
Someone is really tireless in this regard... I wonder what kind of state he will be in when I am not around him...
In Yan Zheke's endless thoughts, the two of them tidied themselves up, returned to the room, and started making video calls with their parents and elders to congratulate them on the New Year.
First it was Yan Kai and Ji Mingyu, then the two elders of the Ji family, and then the two elders of the Yan family. When the girl was aroused and her eyes were red, Lou Cheng called her over to have a few words with her parents.
"Mom, Dad, Ke Ke is here." Lou Cheng reminded with a smile.
"Mom, Dad." Yan Zheke, who was a little dazed and sentimental, shouted out. Then he suddenly woke up, his face turned red, and he resisted the urge to turn around and run away, and added with a slurred lip, "
Uncle, aunt..."
All three members of the Lou family laughed heartily and did not joke about this matter. Instead, they chatted about other topics. Yan Zheke listened with a gentle smile while reaching behind Lou Cheng's back and pinching her again and again.
, but they were too soft-hearted to use any force.
In a cheerful atmosphere, the young couple started a new day. They first attended class and attended lectures, then went to dine near Zuohu Pier and went on a date to take selfies for wedding photos. They left behind pictures that were not very skillful but full of memories. This was not only in the camera.
, and stored in their minds.
In the evening, the tired (only Yan Zheke) but excited two people returned home and cooked another table of New Year's Eve dishes, which was swept away like a storm.
Afterwards they huddled together and waited for midnight again in Cannes.
At some point, Yan Zheke fell into a deep sleep, and Lou Cheng looked sideways with a smile in his eyes.
It was almost early in the morning, and he pushed the girl awake. With a shake of his left hand, crystals filled the sky, and every bit of crystal contained a little fire, without exception!
"It's Chinese New Year! Let's set off the fireworks!" Lou Cheng shouted in a low voice, with a smile on his face. His mind flashed through the upcoming national competition and the professional circle he would join in the second half of the year.
Yan Zheke stared blankly, his eyes full of beauty and brilliance.
A new year, a new beginning, but we are no longer alone.