So, when everyone got up, the second pot of spicy and sour noodle soup had already come out of the pot. The spicy and sour taste was floating in the air, which directly whetted the appetite in the morning.
"Wow! So happy!" Peng Peng happily took a bowl of noodles to the yard.
"Yeah." Zifeng nodded and followed behind.
Then came Wei Ting.
Zhang Junning.
Zhang Jie.
Nana.
He Jiong.
Huang Lei.
Ling Rui.
He quickly took a seat and sat down.
There are also little o, little h who are already awake, as well as pots and pans.
"Hey, Teacher Huang, look at little O and little H." He Jiong smiled and shook his head helplessly, "This is the real dog food."
"Indeed, this urges the single young men and women present to get married as soon as possible and contribute to the reproduction of mankind." Huang Lei nodded and said seriously.
Ling Rui:......
Peng Peng:......
Zifeng:……
Wei Ting:……
Zhang Junning:......
Zhang Jie and Nana, who were already married, looked at the others happily.
"So, the life we long for is actually a life service program." Huang Lei clapped his hands and said seriously, "Look, we have to solve so many people's life events..."
"Teacher Huang is right!"
"Hahaha!"
"Okay, let's eat." As soon as Huang Lei finished speaking, Nana was the first to pick up the chopsticks and taste them first. It was sour, spicy, and fragrant. The taste was simply amazing! The hand-rolled gluten was incomparable.
With the fresh aroma of eggs, Nana was soon immersed in the delicious food.
Huang Lei tasted the first bite and squinted his eyes. Ling Rui's cooking skills have improved again. This kind of improvement is difficult to describe. The taste of this noodle is good. The most important thing is that he is very good at this noodle.
Here, I actually felt a little moved?
Huang Lei didn't know how he understood this feeling.
But he really felt it.
After taking a bite of noodles, He Jiong glanced at Ling Rui thoughtfully, and then continued to enjoy it.
As for the other young people, they started eating happily. From the first bite, it was still a familiar taste and familiar formula. But the more they ate, the weirder they became. They always felt that there was something strange in their hearts.
I was moved.
Nana finished the last sip of the soup and looked at Ling Rui, "Xiao Rui, your noodles...are so delicious!"
"As long as you like it." Ling Rui nodded, smiled, and while eating his noodles, he also felt the difference, but he couldn't describe it too specifically, so is this the difference in artistic conception?
He seemed to have gained something.
Wait for everyone to put down their bowls.
Wei Ting was already sweating.
So does Peng Peng.
The noodles are very spicy and sour, but also very fragrant.
"Brother Rui, I'm so touched." Peng Peng looked at Ling Rui, "You got up so early and made breakfast for us. It reminded me of going to school when we were young...my mother made breakfast for us and whispered in my ears. I want to hear it now.
It’s rare.”
Ling Rui's face is covered with black lines, what does that mean? I look like you...Mom?
"Peng Peng is right. After eating, not only did I feel warm all over, but I also remembered many things." Wei Ting answered, "Thank you, Ling Rui."
Ling Rui: "You're welcome."
"Sure enough, I'm not the only one who feels this way." Huang Lei said, "I feel Xiao Rui's intentions."
"Me too." He Jiong nodded, "The noodles are hand-made and very chewy. This means that Xiao Rui kneaded the dough very well. He must have spent a lot of effort. The noodles also have the fragrance of eggs, which means that the dough is
It was beaten with eggs. But Xiaorui added shredded egg pancakes, bean sprouts and green vegetables, which made our taste even richer. It’s sour, spicy, salty, fresh, and fragrant.”
"In short, I am suddenly looking forward to the arrival of the baby." Zhang Jie smiled, "Although I was looking forward to it, now, I hope the baby will appear now."
"Me too." Nana looked at Zhang Jie with tender eyes.
"I think of many good friends." Zifeng said, "I used to play together, or we later became friends through work."
"I've also thought of a lot. Thank you, Ling Rui. Thank you for preparing breakfast so carefully." Zhang Junning also thanked you.
Everyone has different experiences when eating noodles.
This is the feedback Ling Rui received.
So, does artistic conception reflect the heart?
Is this delicious food?
Ling Rui wasn't sure, but he had a preliminary direction.
For him, the group of people in front of him are currently the best experimental materials.
"Everyone is welcome, I just cooked some food, it's no big deal." Ling Rui waved his hand, "It's just that everyone happened to think of something."
"Xiao Rui is right. Although the people sitting here are all in the entertainment industry and have acted, everyone's experience is still different. When you are working hard outside, a bowl of noodles given by others may be enough.
It can make people feel the warmth and the courage to move forward firmly." Huang Lei's eyes were also soft, and he also thought of a lot, "So, come on, everyone!"
"Um."
Everyone also agreed. No matter when, fighting is always the spirit we should have.
"Okay, after dinner, Jun Ning goes to the fields to plant some vegetables. Remember to mark them." He Jiong said.
"good."
"Since Wei Ting wants to keep it for one day, he can plant it again tomorrow."
"Yeah." Wei Ting nodded.
Here, they consume vegetables from the rented vegetable field, but they still replant it every time a guest comes to avoid causing trouble to the villagers.
"There is nothing else to do for the time being." He Jiong smiled, "Everyone, relax, you can walk around and take a look."
Because they cooked a big meal, there were enough ingredients for catching crayfish yesterday and enough ingredients for eating. Chen Kezhou also estimated it, so everyone was relaxed today.
"Then I'll go upstairs and read for a while." Ling Rui said.
"Okay." Everyone agreed.
Immediately, Ling Rui returned to the room and continued to look at Tianlong.
The biggest difference between the new version of Tianlong and the original one is actually the ending of Wang Yuyan. After Wang Yuyan got married to Duan Yu, she had nothing to do, which aroused the opposition of Dali courtiers.
Finally, Wang Yuyan returned to Murong Fu, who had gone crazy.
Take care of Murong Fu with Abi.
Love, hate, and hatred are powerless in the face of time.
Closing the book, Ling Rui sighed. Right and wrong, success or failure, are nothing more than a blink of an eye. Fame and wealth are nothing but clouds in front of the eyes. However, life is meaningful only when you do what you like to do.
What do you like to do?
Ling Rui stood on the balcony on the second floor, looking at the green mountains in the distance, not knowing what to think.
Behind him, Huang Lei came over with a cup of tea, "Here, drink tea."
"Thank you, Master."
"What? Have you finished reading?"
"Yeah." Ling Rui nodded.
"How do you feel?"
"Fame, fame, fortune, success or failure are all just clouds. In the face of time, they are too insignificant and of little significance." Ling Rui smiled, "But as far as Murong Fu is concerned, he is actually the epitome of many people in modern times.
"
"oh?"
"Many people were told by their parents how to live and behave when they were young. Whether it was life planning or love, they all lived according to other people's wishes."
"But in the end, he actually didn't like any of this."
"When Princess Xixia chose her consort, the question was, when was Murong Fu the happiest in his life?"
"But as for Murong Fu, although Nan Murong and Beiqiao Feng became famous at a young age, and Gusu Murong is of royal blood, he is conscientious, cautious, friendly with others, and works hard, but he never feels happy because he never lives.
How sad is it that you have been working hard for revival for so many years?"
Huang Lei patted Ling Rui on the shoulder, "Xiao Rui, congratulations on understanding the true meaning of life."
"Reading, you also said, is to make people understand."
"So, when your parents asked you to study when you were young, they were not planning your future life."
"They just want you to have a skill."
"Be able to survive in this world."
"They never want you to grow to a particularly high height and be looked up to by others. In fact, what they want is for you to live a happy life. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that some people have special circumstances."
"I know, Master." Ling Rui nodded. After all, he was no longer a young man. However, Murong Fu's ending was too dramatic, but it was reasonable, and it was hard not to feel sad.
"Xiao Rui, in life, you still have to try it yourself and hit the wall to know the ups and downs."