After returning home from the supermarket, Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke started to get busy. They first planned the menu for the next two days and then put on a show like "Mandarin Duck Chopping Pork with Two Knives".
"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle". Yan Zheke carefully put the pork belly mixed with eggs, starch and other things into the wok and fried it until it was golden. She then took it out and threw it into the bowl beside her. Then, a hand filled with frost reached out like lightning and grabbed the pork belly. She took two bites and felt the fragrance and tenderness of the meat.
"It's delicious …" Lou Cheng said vaguely. He then put the remaining half of the piece in front of the girl's mouth. "Try it."
This was the must-have crispy pork in Xiushan. The selection of ingredients, ingredients and cooking method were slightly different from other places. It was more tender and smooth, but also easier to get tired of. Even with Lou Cheng's appetite, it was difficult to eat more than ten pieces in a row. He had to eat other food to "neutralize" it.
Crispy pork was the most delicious when it was just out of the pot. When his family was not very rich, he would stay by the stove and eat every piece until his mouth was full of oil and his stomach was full and he felt disgusted. Then he left reluctantly. Although Yan Zheke didn't like greasy food, she didn't dislike the freshly fried crispy pork at all. However, she could only eat two pieces at most. The alluring aroma and delicious taste were one of the New Year's delicacies in her hometown.
After the first meal, the crispy pork could be kept in the refrigerator for a long time. Every time Lou Cheng's mother, Qi Fang, made tofu and vegetable soup, she liked to add a few pieces of crispy pork and add some oil and gas to make it more fragrant. At that time, the crispy pork was not as greasy as before.
Yan Zheke opened her mouth slightly and took a bite of the crispy pork Lou Cheng handed to her. She chewed a little and smiled, praising herself,
"It's really good!"
I can do this with just a recipe and a few words from Empress Dowager … Please call me Chef Yan ~!
She was more confident and put another piece of pork belly into the pot. Lou Cheng quickly blocked the splashing oil droplets with his palm and eliminated all hidden dangers.
They cooked and tasted and cooked. When they filled the table with dishes, they were already half full.
"I'm so tired. I don't want to cook unless it's a holiday." Yan Zheke stretched her arms and said half proudly and half with emotion.
Lou Cheng immediately reached out his hand and helped her massage. He echoed with a smile and said, "That's right. In the future, we'll hire an auntie who knows how to cook. When we feel like it, we'll make it ourselves."
"But it's not bad to see you busying around and finding opportunities to eat from time to time." Yan Zheke lifted the glass of juice and extended it to Lou Cheng. Her dimples were outlined as she said with a sweet smile, "This is our first big meal for ourselves!"
"To Chef Yan and Chef Lou!" Lou Cheng also picked up his glass.
In Xing Province, Dun Zi was the sous-chef in charge of cutting and garnishing vegetables.
"Ding dang!" The wine glasses clinked and the water swirled. The young couple each took a sip. They felt that the surroundings were very quiet and the light was very soft. Their hearts were very warm.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Lou Cheng took on the role of the main force. Under the disturbance of Yan Zheke, who seemed to be drunk from drinking fruit juice, he managed to clean up the dining room and kitchen.
Back on the second floor, the two lay on the bed very close to each other and chatted endlessly. Occasionally, they would surf the Internet to find something to talk about. Even time seemed to slow down.
Lou Cheng's cell phone rang from time to time. They were all congratulatory messages for his birthday. Based on the reality that China was 12 or 13 hours earlier, he had entered the first day of his 21st birthday in China. However, the young couple was still "stubbornly" waiting for the arrival of midnight in Connecticut.
At 11: 30, Yan Zheke suddenly stretched out her leg and nudged Lou Cheng.
"Cheng, you go take a shower first."
"It's almost 12. I'll go after that." Lou Cheng answered with a little confusion.
"Go, go, go, take a shower first! You stink! "Yan Zheke used both hands and feet to drive him out of the bed with an itchy expression on her face.
Is this the rhythm of a surprise gift? Lou Cheng's heart skipped a beat. He deeply felt that he was really unromantic just now.
"Okay, okay, okay." He pretended to be helpless and slow. He took a change of clothes and walked out of the room to the bathroom.
After two steps, his ears moved slightly. He heard the sound of the door closing and locking.
That's it! Lou Cheng entered the bathroom with a face full of joy. He rubbed left and right, slowed down the pace, and hummed a song.
Twenty minutes later, he walked out of the bathroom refreshed and returned to the bedroom door. He stretched out his hand and twisted the doorknob, but it didn't move an inch.
"Ke?" He knocked on the door and called in a confused tone.
"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer …" The girl's voice sounded slightly urgent.
"Okay." Lou Cheng smiled to himself and waited patiently. He silently counted the time and scattered his thoughts, guessing what kind of gift he was about to receive.
At 11: 59, he heard the sound of the lock being unlocked and Yan Zheke taking a few steps back.
"Come in." The girl's voice was a little tense.
"Okay." Lou Cheng took a breath and reached for the doorknob. He gently twisted it and pushed the door open. The lights in the room were off. The curtains were drawn, and the dim yellow candlelight was rippling.
In the quiet darkness, Yan Zheke wore a white fluttering veil and a wedding dress that outlined her beautiful curves. The layers of lace were faintly discernible, making her look as pure and beautiful as an angel descending from heaven.
At this moment, she was holding a homemade cream cake in her hands. There were 21 candles on the cake, and the light from the candles flickered like a soul.
Seeing Lou Cheng's stunned face, the girl was a little embarrassed and forgot to say happy birthday. She raised her chin and said,
"I ordered the dress … We haven't taken wedding photos yet!"
"Yeah." Lou Cheng replied with lingering eyes.
Yan Zheke pursed her lips and smiled. She looked at the ceiling and said,
"Then I'll invite you to take the photos ~ Tomorrow, uh, there's no class this afternoon. We'll go to Left Lake Pier, Riverside Park, Wilson Square, Adams Garden, and Westminster Building. Yes, we'll take the photos ourselves!"
"You've already prepared the strategy?" Lou Cheng seemed to come back to himself and asked subconsciously.
Shouldn't this kind of thing be done by me?
"Of course ~" Yan Zheke's voice rose at the end. She replied with a cheerful expression, "This is your birthday present! Yes, I ordered a full suit for you, including a shirt, vest, bow tie, belt, shoes … When we go back to China during the summer vacation, we'll make a Han costume for the second set … Here, try it on … "
She turned around and walked to the wardrobe as if she was going to take out the suit that belonged to Lou Cheng.
However, before she could take a step forward, an arm wrapped around her waist. A strong body pressed against her back, and a slightly hot breath brushed past her ear.
"Then we can try it on tomorrow …" Lou Cheng said in a low voice.
"Sure enough … You big pervert …" Yan Zheke smiled slyly. She turned around as if she had been prepared. She raised the cake in her hand and was about to slap it in the face of the rogue to wish him a happy birthday!
Her turning around and the words of trying on the dress were all targeted traps!
Lou Cheng had already sensed the girl's intention. He shook his head in amusement and chose not to dodge.
Seeing this, Yan Zheke slowed down her movements and stopped the cake. She muttered,
"Can't waste food …"
After that, she smiled widely and looked into Lou Cheng's eyes with watery eyes. She said in a low voice,
"Cheng, happy birthday ~!"
"Hmm?" Lou Cheng raised his eyebrows and snorted.
Yan Zheke bit her lips and said again with "shame and anger" in her eyes,
"Hubby, happy birthday …"
Huff … Lou Cheng reached out his right hand and hugged his wife. He blew out the candles with his breath.
The room was dark with only a little light coming in from outside the window.
"Be careful of my clothes!" Her voice echoed in the room. Lou Cheng completely forgot to savor the fact that he was one year older.
…
The next morning, Yan Zheke brushed her teeth angrily. She watched the energetic Lou Cheng finish his training and enter the bathroom to wash off the sweat on his body. He was full of satisfaction.
I was just being polite. I said it's your birthday and you can do whatever you want. You actually took it seriously!
Humph, I'll have to tell you the truth later. Why do you know so much?
Someone is really diligent in this aspect … I wonder what kind of state he is in when I'm not around …
While Yan Zheke was lost in her thoughts, they tidied themselves up and returned to the room. They started a video call with their parents and elders to congratulate them on the New Year.
First was Ji Mingyu, followed by the two elders of the Ji family and the Yan family. When Yan Zheke finished with her red eyes, Lou Cheng called her over to talk to his parents.
"Mom, Dad, Ke is here." Lou Cheng reminded them with a smile.
"Mom, Dad." Yan Zheke, who was a little absent-minded and a little sentimental, followed suit. Then she suddenly sobered up and blushed. Resisting the urge to turn around and run away, she murmured, "Uncle, Auntie …"
The three members of the Lou family all laughed heartily. Instead of making fun of this matter, they started to talk about other topics. Yan Zheke listened to them with a gentle smile. She reached her hand behind Lou Cheng's back and pinched him again and again. However, her heart softened and she didn't use any strength.
In a cheerful atmosphere, the couple started a new day. First, they listened to lectures. Then, they went to the Left Lake Pier for dinner. They went on a date to take wedding photos. Although they weren't skillful enough, they were full of memories. These were not only stored in the camera but also in their minds.
In the evening, the tired (only Yan Zheke) but excited couple returned home. They cooked a table full of New Year's Eve dishes and swept everything away like a hurricane.
After that, they curled up together and waited for the midnight of Connecticut again.
Yan Zheke fell into a deep sleep. Lou Cheng turned his head and looked at her with a smile in his eyes.
When it was close to dawn, he woke her up. He shook his left hand and sprinkled a sky full of sparkles. There was a little flame hidden in every sparkle. There was no exception!
"New Year's Eve! Firecrackers! " Lou Cheng shouted in a low voice. His face was full of smiles. In his mind flashed the upcoming National League and the professional circle he would join in the second half of the year.
Yan Zheke looked at him in a daze. Her eyes were full of brilliance and brilliance.
A new year, a new beginning. Only we are no longer alone.
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