Xiang Huan felt that time flew by quickly after coming to Yuncheng, and in the blink of an eye, it was New Year's Eve.
The way of getting along here in Yuncheng is similar to that in Lincheng. You have to make dumplings and eat them.
They were going to make dumplings together at home, but Xiang Huan had been feeling uncomfortable since morning.
She didn't say she could hold it in at first, but she couldn't hold it in until noon. Her body temperature reached 38.5, and her headache became more and more severe.
Chengye said he had to go to the hospital, but Xiang Huan said no, just take antipyretic medicine.
However, there was no effect after taking it, and the temperature was still not low. I persisted at home until about 7 o'clock in the evening, but Narino didn't listen to her and went to the hospital.
"It's just a cold. Didn't I contact the doctor? He also said to observe it for a day. I don't want to spend New Year's Eve in the hospital." Xiang Huan leaned on Chengye's arm, feeling weak.
As soon as he knew that Xiang Huan was feeling unwell, Chengye contacted her doctor in Lincheng via video.
They also judged that it was probably a cold symptom, but Chengye always felt that it would not be that simple, and almost took Xiang Huan back to Lincheng.
I registered at the hospital and saw a doctor. It was indeed a severe viral cold. I was told to go home and take medicine, drink plenty of water and observe for one night.
When he got home, Xiang Huan hummed deliberately and said he wanted to eat dumplings.
In fact, she had no appetite at all. She did this just to stop being so anxious when Narino had something to do, and to show that she still had energy.
"Then just lie down and don't move. I'll go prepare it. You can watch me make dumplings later." Cheng Ye actually didn't believe that Xiang Huan wanted to eat now, but he didn't say anything.
But although Narino can cook, he is not very good at making dumplings.
Xiang Huan was okay. Originally, it was agreed that they would have no problem working together. But now that Xiang Huan fell ill, Chengye had to rely on his feelings.
After lying on the sofa and resting for a while, Xiang Huan got up and went to the kitchen. She was not so confused that she forgot that Chengye couldn't make dumplings.
"Why don't you forget it? There is quick-frozen Wan Chai Pier in the refrigerator. Just eat that." Xiang Huan leaned against the door frame and looked at Cheng Ye who was making dough.
Chengye stopped and walked over to look at Xiang Huan. He raised his hand to touch her forehead to test the temperature. The flour stuck to his hand rubbed against her face.
He looked at it and laughed, "It doesn't feel so hot anymore. It's still delicious freshly made, but I'm not very good at making this. Don't cry if it doesn't taste good."
Xiang Huan wanted to wash her hands and said that she felt less uncomfortable and could come together. She could still make dumplings.
"Who did you learn this from? Pan Ning is definitely not good at it." Narino did not stop her and continued to make noodles.
Xiang Huan's eyes froze for a moment, and he slowed down his washing of hands.
"I learned from Xu Jiandong. During those years when he was working at the forestry farm in the town, he cooked all his own meals. I learned how to make dumplings from his wife. When I went to visit him, he also taught me how to make dumplings."
Narino patted the kneaded dough hard twice, "I mentioned him, I heard that Jiang Qiqiao is pregnant."
Xiang Huan took out a tissue and wiped his hands, "Yes, I went there on the day of the funeral. This is actually taboo during pregnancy."
After saying that, Xiang Huan suddenly became excited. She looked at Cheng Ye and suddenly thought of something.
Narino didn't react at all and continued to prepare the minced meat.
Xiang Huan followed him, his eyes blank, thinking about the point he suddenly realized just now.
Chengye doesn't know how to roll out dumpling wrappers, and Xiang Huan doesn't know how to do it. It was Xu Jiandong who did it in the past, but the two of them finally found a way to solve the problem. Anyway, the dumplings were wrapped in the end.
When it was cooked and started to be eaten, it was already past twelve o'clock. Xiang Huan took the temperature of his vagina and the fever finally subsided.
While eating, Chengye said that if things don't get better tomorrow, he would take Xiang Huan back to Lincheng.
Xiang Huan picked up a dumpling and said, "It should be fine. My body is clear. You can see that I don't have a headache, my eyesight is fine, and I haven't forgotten anything. It's just a cold. That's what you said, doctor."
Narino looked at her, "Your eyes are really not uncomfortable. Can you see clearly?"
Xiang Huan deliberately widened his eyes, "What do you think, I can still learn to cook if I can't see clearly, and I can even walk out without your support."
Cheng Ye smiled and said, "Your eyes will be fine as soon as you come back. It seems that Yuncheng is quite prosperous."
You can retire here from now on. "
Say it all at once and go so far.
Xiang Huan felt awkward in his heart, "What does it mean to encourage me? It means to encourage us."
"Yes, that's what I mean." Narino got up and went to the refrigerator and came back with two bottles of sparkling water.
Xiang Huan didn't say anything more, but she always felt unhappy in her heart. She felt that there was something wrong with Cheng Ye when she returned to Yuncheng this time.
Of course, she was hiding something from him.
The next day, Xiang Huan no longer had a fever, but started to cough and have a runny nose.
At noon, when there were still no fever symptoms, Cheng Ye did not mention returning to Lincheng and agreed to take Xiang Huan out to buy new year's goods in the afternoon.
Xiang Huan didn't dare to take a shower or wash her hair, so she simply tidied up and went downstairs with Cheng Ye at around two o'clock in the afternoon.
At around six o'clock in the evening, the two of them came back with large and small bags. They were stopped by the security guard at the gate of the community, saying that a package had been left with the security guard in the afternoon.
But they have already received the express delivery for their online shopping, so there shouldn't be any more.
After confirming that neither of them bought anything else, Narino followed the security guard to get it to see what it was.
Because they were new to the community, the security guard was quite impressed.
The express delivery was a small cardboard box that was not too heavy and was not heavy. "It may be some kind of gift from the merchant. I've had it before. Let's take a look at it when we get home." Xiang Huan didn't think much about it and thought that was what happened.
Narino seldom buys things online by himself and doesn't know much about it, so he listened to her and the two of them took it home.
After entering the door, Xiang Huan went to unpack the express delivery first.
Narino took other things and went to the kitchen to sort them out. Most of the things he bought were for food and drink.
"What on earth is that?" Cheng Ye closed the refrigerator door and asked Xiang Huan in the living room.
Hearing no answer, Chengye washed his hands and walked out. He saw Xiang Huan holding the express box and still standing in his original position without moving.
"What's wrong?" Narino walked over and looked at the express box.
Xiang Huan slowly raised his head and asked Chengye if anyone knew their address in Yuncheng.
"I definitely don't have anyone here, and Xiao Wu doesn't even know." Xiang Huan spoke about himself first.
Narino also raised his eyes and looked at her, "I didn't say that either."
Xiang Huan looked at the opened express carton again. It was not a gift from any merchant.
It was half an old newspaper. It was a radio and television newspaper published on a certain day of the month ten years ago. It had a good circulation at that time. It would publish a week's worth of TV program previews.
Pan Ning used to love reading this newspaper. Although she rarely had time to sit down and watch TV, she still ordered this newspaper every year.
Especially during those years in Marriage Town.
This kind of object has disappeared from the market now. No one buys newspapers anymore and doesn't even watch TV programs.
Xiang Huan hasn't turned on the TV at home for several years.
Narino held half of the radio and television newspaper in his hand, turned it over and over, and finally brought it close to his nose and smelled it.
Xiang Huan threw the express carton at his feet, "You have something to hide from me, right? Now, can you tell me?"
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