Picking up a fool to farm

Chapter 30



Chapter 30

After Yan Chenyi took a nap, he recovered a lot.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Sibo staring at him eagerly. He rubbed his eyes, touched the man's chin, and smiled softly.

"Are you hungry? Chenchen, are you hungry? I cooked porridge, and even chopped cucumbers." Sibo helped him up, and brought the porridge from the table beside him.

Yan Chenyi moved his nose and laughed at him, "Is it blurred?"

Sibo blushed, and was a little embarrassed to stir the porridge with a spoon, "Then Chenchen, do you want to eat it? I boiled it for a long time, and it burned to the back of my hand." Pouting, pitiful Xixi moved the back of his right hand to show him, it turned red, not too serious.

"How did you do it?" Yan Chenyi hurriedly took his hand to look carefully, but fortunately there was no blister, it should be smoked by the heat.

"It was scalding when I opened the lid of the pot. Although it was mushy, it was edible. I ate it." Sibo blew on the porridge in the spoon, and slowly fed it to Yan Chenyi's mouth, with anticipation in his eyes.

"Well, the taste is not bad." Yan Chenyi took a mouthful, opened his mouth for a second mouthful, and asked, "Where is Guanghening?"

"I don't know, Chenchen eats more, and he will have strength when he's full." Sibo doesn't care where others go, the most important thing is to make Yan Chenyi recover after eating.

Yan Chenyi nodded, reached out to take the porridge bowl and ate it by himself.

He is really not used to being taken care of like this. He used to take care of himself by himself, and later he took care of Sibo. Now he is quite shy to let Sibo take care of him.

Sibo didn't fight with him, and watched him eat a bowl of porridge in a rare way, and then thoughtfully took warm water and handed it to him, "Lie down and continue to sleep when Chenchen is full, I will wipe it for you." After passing the body, there will be no sweaty smell."

He didn't say that Yan Chenyi hadn't reacted yet, after hearing what he said, he quickly lifted the quilt and took a look, he was completely naked, and he could see everything clearly.

His cheeks flushed with a bang, and then he coughed in embarrassment and dared not look at Sibo, Gu Zuoyan said: "Then what, go and take out the eggs in the chicken coop, and feed Ahua them again , I can do it myself."

Sibo stared, as if he didn't see his blushing shyness, and said: "It's all done, and it's very late now, and I'm sleepy too, Chenchen, I'll go wash up for a while and come back to sleep." Before Yan Chenyi could say anything, he got up and ran away with an empty bowl.

Yan Chenyi hurriedly got up from the bed, although his body was still a little limp after recovering from a serious illness, the most important thing is to put on his clothes and pants first.

Sibo has been taking a bath very quickly, and now that the weather is warmer, he stands by the well and pours a bucket of water over his head with putty, then uses the putty to decontaminate, washes his hair, and rinses it off with two buckets of water ,nailed it……

After Yan Chenyi drank a bowl of hot porridge, he felt that his body also became hot. After putting on his clothes, he went back to bed and lay down. The sound of Sibo flushing water from the yard made him feel at ease.

He remembered what he said to Sibo before falling asleep, although he didn't want to show his vulnerable side to men, but at that time his mind was not clear and he couldn't control his mouth.

Since the man promised him that he would not leave, he was relieved.

After all, he was still not feeling well, and he fell asleep again before Sibo came back.

Sibo ran back into the room covered in moisture, but he didn't just jump on the bed stupidly, but took the cloth towel on the side screen and wiped himself clean before walking gently to the bedside, looking at the The young man sleeping soundly on his side has soft eyes.

"Chenchen..." He bent down and kissed Yan Chenyi's forehead, he took a deep breath, "I will never leave you."

As if Yan Chenyi had heard his promise, the corners of Yan Chenyi's mouth curled up slightly.

Sibo lifted the quilt and went to bed, although Yan Chenyi frowned because he was wearing underwear, but his body temperature was still a little low after taking a cold shower, Yan Chenyi immediately arched into his arms .

Stretching out his arms, he hugged the person in front of his chest, Sibo, who had been worried all afternoon, finally let go, and then closed his eyes.

Have a dreamless night and sleep soundly.

Early the next morning, Yan Chenyi stretched his waist and exercised his body in the yard refreshed, his complexion even more rosy.

"Morning, Mr. Xiao." Hiroya came out of the side room, and greeted him when he saw him at an event.

Yan Chenyi turned back and smiled at him, waved his hands and said, "Just call me Xiaoyan."

Guang nodded his head along the way, he also felt that Mr. Xiao was a little out of touch.

"How did you sleep yesterday? That house has been unoccupied for a long time." Yan Chenyi took a bucket beside him to water the ground, while chatting with Guang.

"It's good, it's much better than sleeping outside." Guang walked over to help him, Yan Chenyi watered the ground from the left side, and he from the right side.

"You guys used to be soldiers? You look quite strong." Seeing his movements, Yan Chenyi ignored him.

"Well, it's almost considered a soldier. A few years ago, I was on the battlefield, first externally and then internally." Guang shrugged and smiled as if recalling something interesting: "Fortunately there is no war now, the common people And live and work in peace.”

Yan Chenyi straightened up to look at him, frowned and asked, "Does Sibo have anything to do with you?" His expression was very serious, and Guang was taken aback.

She nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, and no, who knows."

Sighing, Yan Chenyi stopped asking.

Yes, what can I do, a man is by my side all day, that is my Sibo, and there is no other identity.

"Chenchen, isn't our peach tree bearing fruit?" Sibo came in from the courtyard gate, holding a few big red apples in his hand, "I saw Aunt Wu just now, she gave it to me. "

"Did you say thank you to Auntie?" Yan Chenyi asked him with a smile.

"Yes, I also gave her the corn. Chenchen, can you make me candied apples? The kind you made last time." Sibo leaned towards him and showed him the big apple, " It smells delicious."

"You can eat it if it's so good. The candied apple was made last time because the apples in our house were all rotten. It would be a waste to do this." Yan Chenyi glanced at him, but saw him pouting. He looked very unhappy and immediately changed his mouth and said: "Go and peel the skin, I will make it for you at noon."

Sibo immediately smiled, nodded and ran away from the field to peel the skin.

Ning also came in from the outside, but he didn't have an apple in his hand, but two white striped chickens that had just molted.

"Don't let me do this kind of thing next time, you haven't seen the look Sibo looked at me just now, it's too scary." Sniffing, holding two chickens and shaking Yan Chenyi, "Okay , I've never butchered a chicken!"

"Thank you very much, you know, if I slaughter this chicken, Sibo will definitely ignore me, so I can only trouble you to pull it." Yan Chenyi smiled and took the two chickens from his hand, and then Pass the bucket to him, "Please help me water the ground again, it doesn't need too much water."

Ning curled his lips, and nodded reluctantly in agreement.

Yan Chenyi took the chicken and went back to the kitchen. Now there are two more people in the family, so there are a lot more meals to cook, but he has confidence in himself and can handle it.

Ning stood in the vegetable field and looked left and right, scooped up water to water the vegetable field, and asked Guang, who was pulling weeds, "What did he tell you just now? I think you are smiling very happily."

"It's nothing, Xiao Yan is a good boy, even if the master can be with him after he regains his memory, it would be nice." Guang Xian said leisurely, carrying an empty bucket to scoop up water.

Ning opened his mouth wide, thinking that he must have heard wrong.

Guang actually agrees with Yan Chenyi?He must not have woken up yet.

……

In the kitchen, Sibo deftly manipulated the knife in his hand, and turned it twice on the round big apple. A thin layer of apple skin fell into the trash can without breaking at all.

His skill was discovered by Yan Chenyi.

Yan Chenyi peeled the potatoes that day, because he didn't have any peeling tools at the moment, so he could only peel them slowly with a knife.

Seeing that his peeling movements were very dangerous, Sibo almost scratched his fingers a few times, so he took the potatoes and the knife, asked him how to do it, and immediately performed a good knife skill.

Yan Chenyi was pleasantly surprised and felt that he was very capable, and Sibo was also happy because he could help Yan Chenyi, so from now on, Sibo would do anything that needed to be peeled at home, without wasting it. It's still fast.

"Chenchen, Ning killed the chicken at home." Seeing the two white chickens in Yan Chenyi's hand, Sibo pouted, feeling unhappy.

"Chickens are for food, and Ahua, they are so fertile that they have already started hatching chicks. In the future, there will be too many chickens in our house, which will attract weasels." Yan Chenyi took a larger chopping board and put it on the ground , took another kitchen knife and handed it to him, "Chop it up, don't make too big pieces, I will make spicy fried chicken nuggets for you at noon, and stewed chicken, whichever you like."

Sibo glanced at him, then at the chicken on the ground, took the kitchen knife resolutely, squatted down and chopped it up.

Although he was very sad that the chicken was slaughtered, it was not worth mentioning for the delicious stewed chicken that Chenchen made.

Yan Chenyi first took an empty bowl and put some words into it, and then turned it into a bowl of salt water with water before cutting the apples. In this way, the apples will not turn rusty yellow when soaked in salt water, and it can also improve the apple's eating time. sweetness.

"Cut it up? Take it to the well and wash it," Yan Chenyi glanced at Sibo, and handed him a basin, "By the way, pick some tomatoes and green peppers, our family has too many eggs." From the beginning One hen lays eggs, and now five or six hens lay eggs together. This output is not too small for normal people.

Sibo nodded, and went out with a pot of chicken nuggets, and took out the chopping board and the knife for cleaning in a very sensible way.

Yan Chenyi boiled corn and steamed buns in a large pot, and also boiled water in another pot to drain the chicken pieces.

He is very fortunate that he has two big pots at home, otherwise he would waste a lot of time cooking every day.

His hands and feet are fast and quick to work. The corn and steamed buns in this big pot are cooked in one pot, and the chicken nuggets on the other side are already stewed.

Put the picked chicken wings, chicken legs, chicken neck, and chicken feet in a small pot, brush the pot and pour oil, add pepper, and stir-fry into spicy chicken nuggets.

Glancing at the stewed chicken beside him, he handed over the ready-made spicy chicken nuggets to Sibo, then continued to brush the pan with hot oil to boil the syrup, took out the apples soaked in light salt water and controlled the water for a while, The syrup in the pot also started to bubble, so I quickly poured it in and overtook it twice, and then got out of the pot.

"Sibo! Eat!" After extinguishing the fire in the stove, Yan Chenyi yelled outside while serving stewed chicken and potatoes.

Sibo, who was nibbling on the corn, jumped up as soon as he threw the corn, sniffing his nose like a pug.

It smells so good, you know it will be delicious when you smell it!

"Chenchen, tell Boss Zhang when you go to the restaurant tomorrow, you will also be a chef." Holding the basin, Sibo turned to look at him.

Yan Chenyi shrugged, we will discuss this matter tomorrow.


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