C8 Fire

The sun is setting faster and faster. It landed in the forest and stared at the ground with its eyes, showing that it was inextricably locked in battle.

At this time, it was like a shy little girl hiding in the mountain peak. The sun changed from a big circle to a semicircle, then from a semicircle to a burning red sickle, and from a sickle to a crescent shaped red boat.

It was light, silent, and finally, it completely fell under the horizon.

"This is great. We, Nan, have really grown up. We can earn big money now..."

"But in the future, don't spend money recklessly. You are not allowed to buy such expensive things for us anymore...

"Save it well. You are not young anymore. You have to save money to marry a wife. "Auntie will keep an eye on you. We, Nan, are scholars. We must marry a good wife! "

...

After putting in a lot of effort, before the sun completely set on the horizon, Chen Nan struggled to break free from Doctor Chen and Aunt Yu's instructions and quickly escaped home.

Perhaps it was because he was an orphan in his previous life, Chen Nan felt that he had always been a loner. He could chat with anyone, but their relationship was always light. Those who did not have a particularly deep relationship, were true friends of a prince, and were as calm as water.

Except for his grandmother, the dean, who had left a deep impression on him when he was young, almost no one would truly care about him. Therefore, Chen Nan was truly powerless to resist the sincere concern of the Chen's husband.

Sigh, forget it. I won't be conflicted anymore. In the future, if I can help him, then I'll help him. I'll do my best to repay him! Chen Nan laid on the bed and made a decision.

After a night without a dream, Chen Nan woke up the next day and planned to start cleaning the house. Yesterday, he had already promised Aunt Yu that he would open fire in the future. Although Aunt Yu did not agree with it, she did not reject it too much.

After all, the distance between the two families was not very close. It was not convenient to send food back and forth every day... Furthermore! Chen Nan's illness had already recovered, and the agreement from before had been voided.

Chen Nan's house was actually not considered good in the village. It was a half-dirt, half-green brick house, and it was divided into three small rooms.

According to his memory, the middle room was the main house, used to receive guests. On the left was the room where the original owner's parents lived, and on the right was the storage room, used to store food.

In addition to the east and west sides of the main room, there were two slightly shorter rooms. The east room was slightly bigger, and it was divided into two. One was the cheap father's studio, and the other was the kitchen.

The west room was not separated. The entire room was Chen Nan's. Half of it was a bedroom, and the other half was a study. The middle room was separated by a screen.

Just from this room alone, Chen Nan, this outsider, could feel the love and deep expectation this family had for the original owner.

In the middle of the room was a rather large courtyard. In the middle of the courtyard, there was a large osmanthus tree, which was very verdant. There was also a completely barren vegetable field...

After some observation, Chen Nan found that the workload was quite large. Eh, only after eating would one have the strength to work! Chen Nan immediately decided to start tidying up in the kitchen.

The pot was broken. No more, throw it away!

This bowl was even torn. No more, throw it away!

The seasoning was already moldy. No more, throw it away!

...

When all the work was nearing its end, it was already close to noon. The brilliant sunlight passed through the gaps between the leaves and sprinkled over the courtyard.

Chen Nan used his last bit of strength to move a small chair and sit under the osmanthus tree. Leaning against the tree trunk, he closed his eyes slightly and enjoyed the slight coolness under the tree shadow. The tip of his nose was overflowing with the faint fragrance of osmanthus trees.

Exhaustion was Chen Nan's only thought at this moment.

Unconsciously, Chen Nan fell asleep just like that.

After a long time, Chen Nan woke up from his hunger. In the morning, he used a bowl of instant noodles that he had found from the spatial zone to deal with it. After doing a lot of hard work in the morning, Chen Nan felt that he could eat a cow now.

Chen Nan stretched his body and walked into the kitchen. He picked up the vegetables in the corner of the kitchen and started to pick the vegetables. In other words, Aunt Yu had forced the vegetables to be given to him last night.

After washing the vegetables, he took out some flour and kneaded the dough with the water. He kneaded the dough into a ball and placed it on the chopping board to wake up.

He then took out some chicken meat from his space and cut it into pieces. Then, he found a piece of ginger skin in the corner and washed and cut the shredded chicken. The whole process was done in one go.

He looked at the things he had prepared. Chen Nan nodded his head in satisfaction. He had not practiced for a while and was still a little worried that his hands would grow new. He did not expect that his hands still felt very familiar.

Chen Nan silently criticized the effect of being single all these years. His self-reliance ability had always been so strong.

After preparing the ingredients, Chen Nan squatted down and started to burn. Although he had never used this kind of stove fire before, Chen Nan had been paying attention to Aunt Yu's movements these few days. So he didn't need to spend much effort to start the fire.

He poured some water into the pot, washed the pot once, and then poured some more water. When the pot was ready, he put the cut chicken into the pot. After about two minutes, he scooped it out for backup.

Chen Nan then boiled the oil in the pot again and added the seasoning that he had prepared earlier into the pot. After that, he put the chicken that he had prepared earlier into the pot and stir-fried it for a minute before boiling it with water.

As he cooked, he started rolling the dough. He rolled the dough into a face and then sprinkled the dough on the rolled dough. After that, he rolled the dough into a thin layer and then rolled it into a thin layer. He folded the dough upside down and put it on the chopping board.

Then, he used a knife to cut the noodles into the same width and width. Chen Nan did not cut it into very thin pieces because it usually tasted less when it was too thin.

After that, he could put the noodles into the pot. When it was about to be ready, Chen Nan did not forget to put the vegetables that had been washed into the pot.

...

Although it was just a bowl of noodles that could not be any simpler, it was a rare delicacy for Chen Nan.