Outside the window were thousands of lights, fireworks bloomed from the night sky, and the light and shadow fell on the people inside the window.
Waves of colorful light and shadows filled the room with joy.
There are still a lot of people making noises outside. Tonight is New Year's Eve after all.
Huo Shenzhi actually wanted to spend the New Year's Eve with Yun Si.
But Yun Si was anxious: "Compared to you, I am just a poor student now. I have to catch up. I have no time to rest."
After she finished her thoughts, she started to point to the top and said: "There are so many 300,000 troops, but if they are the same as those under other generals, it will be an insult to my medical skills. If I let them take the sword, , apply a special medicinal liquid, and when you go into battle to kill the enemy, you can strike with a knife or an arrow. No matter whether you can hit the opponent or not, as long as the skin is damaged in the slightest and the medicine is stained, you will completely lose your combat effectiveness... Is this possible? Too bad?"
Huo Shenzhi couldn't help but smile and called Huo Ying from outside: "Let Yaoguang, Kaiyang and Yuheng come over."
The three of them are making dumplings in the front yard right now. Dazhou likes to make dumplings, and Xizhou likes to cook a table of delicious dishes.
When Huo Ying went there, he only saw Yaoguang, Kaiyang, and Yuheng, three tall and muscular men. They rolled up their sleeves, revealing their strong arms. They pinched the dumpling wrappers, put the fillings in, and exerted a force——
"puff!"
The minced meat exploded directly from the butt of the dumpling.
Eleven was disgusted: "Your fucking hands and feet are the same. I've given you a lot of food. You can eat it later."
Huo Ying went over to take a look and saw that the bag was crooked and ugly, as if it had been gnawed by a dog.
Yaoguang was dissatisfied: "There's something wrong with Xizhou's noodles!"
Eleven rolled his eyes: "You've had enough of this damn thing, why don't you look for reasons on yourself? Look at those women's bags..."
The four people turned their heads and looked over together with Huo Ying.
Dongling Chuque rolled the dumplings into balls and squeezed them tightly.
Jialan, a rich young lady, studied martial arts and had been holding a sword for a long time. Now she took an embroidery needle and sewed the two sides of the dumpling together with a grin on her face.
Yaoguang saw it at a glance and couldn't help but mutter: "My dear mother, whoever eats that woman's food will be unlucky. Will she have to spin silk?"
Turning his eyes, Xiao Ci's behavior became even more unpleasant, and he became more and more angry. Seeing her trying to smash something, his eyes were already cursing.
The three Yaoguang people looked at Eleven and said to themselves: Is this the woman you said is a good bag?
Shiyi opened his eyes and pretended not to see it, but at a glance he saw that Yingdi was wrapped up very well, neatly and compactly.
Eleven was surprised. He raised his head and asked Huo Ying why Ying Di knew this.
It turned out that Huo Ying had wrapped one up at some point, put it in his hand and handed it to Dongling Chuque and the others.
"Wow~ Brother Huo Ying is so awesome~" Dongling Chuque jumped excitedly.
"Wow~ He's capable of both literary and martial arts and cooking!" Jialan excitedly poked Dongling Chuque with her elbow and said with starry eyes, "Is this the rough guy in the storybook? He's tall, mighty, handsome, and dressed in... Muscles, after suffering, can hurt people, lifting a knife can make a pig stupid, twisting a needle can mend the clothes of your wife?"
Dongling Chuque nodded crazily and looked at Huo Ying with admiration.
Xiao Ci also stood up to watch at this moment, taking the dumplings from Dongling Chuque's hand, with a look of surprise on his face: "How do you know how to make them? These are so pretty, each bite, so pretty!"
Yun Mopei on the side took a look at the dumplings he had made well, then looked at Huo Ying. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, glanced at Xiao Ci, and cursed in a low voice: "You're blind."
I pack it better!
Huo Ying didn't know what to say, so he just looked at Ying Di.
Next to Ying Di was Jing Yun, who was sitting on the ground with his head resting on Ying Di's legs, using a brush to draw chickens and ducks on the dumplings made by Ying Di.
The two brothers were exceptionally harmonious. Ying Di, who was usually calm and composed, now had Jing Yun's flour all over his face, head and body, and was seriously making bread in a small corner.
Jing Yun bit the outside of his tongue, waiting for his big eyes, he picked up the pen and followed it seriously, muttering: "Brother, do you need to put some money in? You put some money in, and put in more."
"Two stuffed." Ying Di raised his eyelids and glanced at Jing Yun. The painting was quite beautiful. It was painted with vegetable juice, and the dumplings looked even better.
Jing Yun: "Where?"
Ying Di took a look and shook his head: "I don't know which one."
"Then how can I eat it? Can you pack another rich one for me, and I'll draw something else on it, and I'll just stare at it and eat it later, okay?"
Ying Di ignored him, wasn't this cheating?
Jing Yun was very entangled, hugging Ying Di's thigh, and said softly: "Am I your baby? Are you my baby? Am I your only baby? Do you have other babies?"
Ying Di sighed, nodded and wrapped one for him before he calmed down.
Jing Yun carefully held the dumplings, drew three small flowers, and placed them on the side.
Dongling Chuque poked Jialan and said with his eyes: Did you see it?
Jialan nodded: I saw it, I will pick it up and use my chopsticks later!
They both nodded.
Xiao Ci couldn't help but ask: "How come Ying Di can do it too?"
They were also wondering why Jing Yun, the little devil, was so good today.
No one noticed the two brothers.
Ying Di said: "My father can do the same... My father concealed his identity in the early years and joined the military camp. He was promoted from the lowest soldier to a life-or-death fate. At that time, he made his own food. These fools I can take a look at the dishes, and Dr. Han and Lu He have been carrying them for a long time. Dr. Han also likes buns, so I can do it."
Not to mention that in the early years, it was always Jiu Ye and Huo Ying who took Ying Di to seek medical advice. It was impossible to have delicacies in front of them every time.
None of them grew up with gold and jade.
Jing Yun raised his head and looked at Huo Ying: "Uncle Ying, what are you doing here?"
Huo Ying turned around and ordered Yaoguang and the others: "Master calls you over!"
In the backyard, Huo Shenzhi sat next to Yun Si. Under the candlelight, her eyebrows were gentle, open and brighter than before.
The slender body is sitting on the large Taishi chair, and the serious look is very touching.
A shadow fell on Yun Si's head. Before she turned around, she smelled the faint scent of agarwood.
The man's hot breath in her ear vaguely made her panic.
She turned her head and looked into his eyes.
They were less than an inch apart from each other, and their breaths overlapped.
Huo Shenzhi raised his hand, caressed her face, and pressed Yun Si's tender lips with his fingertips, looking exactly like a man looking at a woman.
Yun Si would not understand.
Moreover, he was an extremely lustful person. Yun Si had seen him completely letting go when he got into bed.
Just when she was about to say something to him, the man suddenly left her and pushed her a few steps. Then she spoke with a hoarse voice: "I really can't be alone with you for too long."
