Chapter 162: The trouble is coming

Meng Nishang walked out of the room and stretched her waist, feeling that her whole body is much easier.

Her affairs have already made the whole city worse, right? In this way, no one proposes to her anymore, because she is already married.

This kind of feeling that marriage and relationship will not be swayed by others is really good.

When Meng Nishang walked out of the room, Zhang Yifeng had disappeared and he did not know where he went.

Instead, He Xin stood in the yard. He Xin stood in front of the flower bed, looking at the flowers and grass in the flower bed. Seeing the Meng Neon clothes at the door of the room, she immediately smiled and said hello.

"Morning."

Meng Nishang responded lightly: "Morning."

Then, the air fell into a terrible silence.

He Xin felt embarrassed and said, "Are you looking for Zhang Yifeng? He just went out and said he was back at noon."

Meng Nishang nodded and said.

The air fell into silence again.

He Xin couldn't stand it a little. This woman was quite pretty, but she seemed to be less talkative than Zhang Yifeng. You would only reply one word when you greet you so warmly, which is too rude.

As the saying goes, I am most afraid of sudden silence in the air.

Meng Nishang also seemed to find that her attitude was a little cold, she took the initiative to speak: "Are you not at work today?"

He Xin nodded, and said, "I'm going to go back to my hometown on vacation for these two days. Okay, I won't tell you, I'll clean up and leave."

He Xin still thinks chatting with Zhang Yifeng should be a little more pleasant. Although Zhang Yifeng doesn’t like to talk, as long as you take the initiative to speak, the other party will still listen carefully and give your own opinions instead of using one oh, um to perfunctory .

He Xin returned to the room, cleaned up, and then left the courtyard.

"By the way, don't you want to learn to cook? I bought a book in this area before and put it on the coffee table for you. You can have a look at it. Go away." He Xin seemed to think of something and said again .

Meng Nishang's body trembled and turned to look at the living room. Sure enough, there was a cooking recipe on the coffee table.

This He Xin is very enthusiastic, but she herself is a little cold. Are you used to giving yourself a protective color?

"thank you."

Shaking her head, Meng Nishang said thank you to He Xin who went to the door, then she picked up the recipe and went to the kitchen to study it slowly.

When Zhang Yifeng bought a pack of medicinal materials from outside, Meng Nishang had already prepared two dishes, but they were a little cold.

"Come back, let's eat."

Meng Nishang glanced at Zhang Yifeng and spoke lightly.

Zhang Yifeng frowned at that time and seemed a little hesitant. Although he is not a picky eater, it is better not to eat unpalatable things. Meng Nishang’s meals are really not flattering.

"This, I ate it."

Zhang Yifeng lied.

"Eat it? Then I throw out the food."

Meng Nishang frowned slightly, then picked up the food on the table and dumped it into the trash pocket.

Zhang Yifeng suddenly felt softened, and it was also someone else's intention, and it would be bad if he didn't appreciate it at all. The most important thing is that he saw the knife mark on Meng Nishang's delicate hand.

This girl, it is estimated that she has cut vegetables, and there are more than one scar, and several band-aids have been applied.

Zhang Yifeng can skip the other party's food, but he can't live up to the other's enthusiasm and kindness.

This is the most basic courtesy of being a person.

"But I haven't eaten enough yet, so let's eat more. Can you serve me some rice and cook it?"

Zhang Yifeng went to the dining table and picked up two chopsticks.

"wait for me."

Meng Nishang nodded and took the initiative to serve Zhang Yifeng in the kitchen.

The dishes made by Meng Nishang still don't taste very good, but they are much better than the last dark dishes. At least I can barely swallow it.

Zhang Yifeng's complexion remained unchanged, and he returned to the room as soon as he ate.

The following days, it seemed a bit monotonous.

Zhang Yifeng does not portray runes or practice pills every day. As for whether to go to school, it doesn't matter to him at all.

The days of Meng Nishang are also very monotonous. She cooks and cooks every day. If she is free, she will go out and walk. Hangyang City is not Kyoto. The air here is very good, especially where Zhang Yifeng lives in a remote suburb, similar In the country. Walking on the ridge can also empty the soul.

When it is quiet, she will hold a book, sit in the yard, and read quietly.

With the contact, Meng Nishang felt that Zhang Yifeng was becoming more and more incomprehensible to her.

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He portrays runes like a Taoist priest, and cooks medicine at home like a pharmacist, making it impossible to figure out what he is doing.

At this time, Meng Nishang put down his book and looked at the flowers and plants in the flower bed, especially the weed. These days, this weed seems to be blooming, and the yard emits a unique fragrance, which is beyond words. What kind of smell, Meng Nishang just smelled the scent and felt refreshed. But she had never seen such flowers.

Meng Nishang found that Zhang Yifeng seemed to care about this plant. Although there were a lot of flowers and plants in the flowerbed, Meng Nishang could tell at a glance that these flowers and plants were just a few of them. Zhang Yifeng really cared about it every day. The unknown flower in the middle.

This is the fourth day Meng Nishang has come to the courtyard. Her cooking skills have improved a lot. Although it is still not delicious, it is not unpalatable.

On this day, Zhang Yifeng was very happy, because the budding flower bones of Sanguilin finally bloomed!

Three fragrant flowers, blooming blue, melancholy and pure.

In the air, a second fragrance came.

Standing beside the flowers, Zhang Yifeng smiled for the first time on his cold face.

On the steps, Meng Nishang's body trembled slightly while reading.

She had been in contact with Zhang Yifeng for four days. In these four days, she saw Zhang Yifeng smile for the first time. Although Zhang Yifeng smiled when taking the marriage certificate, it was acting. But this time, the smile at the corner of Zhang Yifeng's mouth was so real, and even his eyes released bursts of light.

Meng Nishang was sluggish for a while.

He is such a big beauty and cooks for him every day, it is difficult to make him laugh once, and this flower can make him smile.

Isn't she better than a flower?

What kind of flower is this blue flower? She has never seen such a cold and arrogant flower.

Moreover, the rumored Zhang Yifeng is totally different from the Zhang Yifeng she is now in contact with.

The former Zhang Yifeng was self-willed and self-willed, but now Zhang Yifeng is calm and indifferent, busy all day long, even though she does not know what Zhang Yifeng is up to.

Just when Meng Nishang's mind was complicated, a knock on the door came.

The knock on the door was loud and anxious, as if it were not at all polite.

"Is it here?"

Outside the door, the voice of a middle-aged man came.

"Well, this is where Zhang Yifeng rented. Miss should be here."

"Bump it for me!"

The voice of the middle-aged man continued.