When I was making buns at home, I heard someone knocking on the door, so I wiped my hands with a clean towel nearby and opened the door.
Zhu Yanli held the empty water bottle and stared blankly at Shichu's face, which was not covered with a gauze scarf.
When Shi Chu saw him standing stupidly at the door, he asked, "Are you standing there guarding the door for me? Why don't you come in quickly?"
Zhu Yanli then walked through the door and said in a hesitant voice: "Your face..."
"What's wrong with my face?" Shi Chuyi touched her face and found that she was not covered with a veil. She was making buns at home, so she naturally didn't need to cover up the scars on her face. She didn't think of it when she opened the door. So Zhu Yanli saw it at this moment, but she saw it when she saw it. It was pointless for her to cover it up now, so she simply broke the pot and said frankly, "Don't worry, I did have the infection before." There was an epidemic in the capital for a while, but it got better early, and now only the scars are left uncured, so it won't be transmitted to you."
"No, no, I'm not worried about this..." Zhu Yanli blushed and waved his hands. In fact, he didn't think the scars on his face were ugly at first. Instead, he thought her facial features were very beautiful, with red lips and white teeth. , Qiong nose and cherry lips, the scars on her face have been reduced a lot, but they are like stars in the sky, giving her face a strange beauty.
"Why did you come to me?" Shichu asked him.
"Ah, let me return the water bottle to you. Thank you for taking care of me yesterday." Zhu Yanli finally remembered the business and quickly returned the empty water bottle in his hand to Shi Chu.
"Are you making buns?" He saw that there were still a lot of bun skins and buns left on the table, so he rolled up his sleeves and said to Shi Chu, "I can also make buns, why don't I help you make them?"
She was very surprised at the beginning. She thought he was a scholar who never touched Yang Chunsui, so she said: "You can actually make buns? Don't you know how to be a gentleman and stay away from the cook?"
"My Healing Game"
When Zhu Yanli heard what she said, he couldn't help but chuckle and said: "A gentleman's stay in the kitchen does not mean that a gentleman should not go to the kitchen, and I consider myself not a gentleman. I have been dependent on my mother since I was a child, and my mother wants to support me." It's already very hard, how could I just watch her work every day without helping? That would be unfilial. I have been used to doing laundry and cooking since I was a child, otherwise wouldn't I have to eat and wear clothes after my mother passed away? "
Shichu suddenly remembered that when he sent him home yesterday, he did find that although his house was empty, it was indeed very clean. It was obvious that he was not a sloppy person.
This made her impression of this scholar much better. After all, many scholars nowadays, even those from poor families, even if their families are impoverished and rely solely on their mothers and wives to earn money for their studies, are unwilling to do housework to relieve their mother and wife. The burden on the wife, blindly thinking that these are things that women should do, and men should not be contaminated, so it is natural for them to oppress their wives and mothers. This kind of scholar is really despicable.
Zhu Yanli, on the other hand, did not have such pedantic and hypocritical thoughts, and I have to say that this did make Shichu have a slight liking for him.
"Then you come and help." Shichu stopped being polite to him.
Zhu Yanli went to wash his hands, and when he came out, he started to help Shi Chu make the buns. Probably because he was a scholar, even when he was making buns, his movements were very graceful and elegant, as if what he was holding was not the bun skin or the bun pit, but pen, ink and paper. Like an inkstone, just the action of wrapping the buns is pleasing to the eye.
At the beginning of the day, he was making buns while looking at Zhu Yanli's hands. Zhu Yanli's hands were very beautiful. Because the skin was so white, the blood vessels on the back of the hands were slightly exposed, and the ten fingers were even more beautiful. As slender as jade, any hand that sees it will be able to help but feel anxious in its heart.
When Shi Chu was staring at the other person's hand, he didn't realize that Zhu Yanli's movements were getting slower and stiffer. At this time, his earlobes and neck were stained with a faint red, and his beautiful thin lips He pursed his lips tightly, and the movements of making the bun became more and more clumsy - Shi Chu's gaze was so intense that even if he wanted to pretend not to notice, he couldn't.
Finally, being stared at by Shi Chu couldn't stand it anymore, and Zhu Yanli had to speak: "What, what are you looking at? Don't my buns look good?"
When Shichu heard what he said, he quickly said: "No, you wrap the buns very well."
"Then why do you keep staring at me?" Zhu Yanli asked, suppressing the heat on his face.
"Let me look at your hands. Your hands are so beautiful. Do all scholars' hands look like this? Does "Ruyi Hands" describe your hands like this?" Shichu said carelessly.
"Of course not!" Zhu Yanli blushed so much that he was about to bleed, but he said to Shi Chu with a straight face, "Ruyi's hands describe a woman's hands as slender, soft and tender. My hands are not slender at all. Not soft or tender..."
"Oh, I haven't read any books, and I don't know this. I thought that this can be said about the hands of men and women? Thanks for telling me." Shichu talked nonsense with a smile, thinking it would be quite interesting to tease the little scholar. , "Then your hands are so beautiful, how should you describe them?"
Zhu Yanli's face grew hotter and hotter, and he stammered: "M-men's hands, are there any good-looking ones..."
"Yours is very beautiful." Shichu praised him without hesitation.
"Don't talk nonsense." The expression on Zhu Yanli's face became more serious, trying his best to show his upright and serious side, "Girl, be more reserved."
"I'm saying this because I'm talking to you. I wouldn't say this to anyone else. What's so reserved about this? Are you one of those pedantic old men?" Shichu said unhappily.
"I, of course I'm not..." He realized that Shi Chu was unhappy and quickly explained, "Then, let me tell you how to describe a man's beautiful hands, okay? Just as slender as jade? Slender and strong?"
"Pfft!" When Shi Chu saw him being so serious, struggling to find an adjective for his hand, he couldn't help laughing. This little scholar was so funny that people couldn't help but want to tease him.
Seeing that the little scholar's face was so hot that it was almost steaming, Shi Chu said quickly: "Okay, okay, let's not talk anymore. We have to wrap the buns quickly, otherwise it will be too late to leave the stall today."
"Okay." The little scholar responded softly, and indeed he sped up the movements in his hands. He was indeed a person who was used to doing housework, and his movements were very neat. After Shichu stopped staring at him closely, he felt much more at ease, and his buns were full. Fast and beautiful.
Because of the two people's cooperation, the buns were finished quickly. Shichu only steamed two baskets of buns at home, while the rest were pushed to the street in small carts and steamed while being sold, which was fresh and convenient.
