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Chapter 65 Pengcheng
Guan Yao was sobbing, she was about to go to the bathroom to wash her face when Shen Yi grabbed her arm.

"What's wrong with you? You're crying like this." He asked with great concern.

Guan Yao, who had already cried, calmed down.

"I want to go home."

"Your family in Pengcheng is not too far away from here, and now you want to go back, what happened at home?" Shen Yi heard her words, and combined with her pear blossom with rain, he guessed that something must have happened.

"Well, my aunt said, the house in my hometown collapsed."

"Is the family all right?"

"No, I want to take both my aunt and father over and arrange a place for them to live."

Shen Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that everything is fine. Do you want me to accompany you?"

Guan Yao looked into his eyes, flinched and said:

"Don't bother, you don't have to follow me..."

In fact, Shen Yi did not agree with her going back.

There is a snowstorm outside, many people are stuck at the station and unable to leave, can she get a ticket when she goes?Can I go after buying a ticket?

So he said earnestly:

"The road is dangerous. Most of the transportation outside is out of service. Look at the snow outside. At that time, you will be stuck on the road for four or five days, and you will suffer from cold and hunger every day. Do you think it is okay to go by yourself?"

Guan Yao was silent, what Shen Yi said made sense, but what should father and aunt do?

Shen Yi quickly gave a solution:

"You call and ask them to stay at relatives' homes for a few days to take care of them. After the snowstorm is over, I'll take you to pick them up and buy some gifts for your relatives and give them some money. Isn't that all right? "

Guan Yao thought about it quietly, and felt that what he said was very reasonable, and the news had indeed reported the impact of the snowstorm.

It seems that I was too excited and didn't think carefully about the actual situation now.

Let's wait for this disaster to pass for the time being.

With a few words, Shen Yi dispelled her intention to go back.

Seeing that her mood had stabilized a little, Shen Yi raised his hand, and flicked it lightly on her forehead.

"I'm cooking today, you go wash your face."

"Hmm! Play it in another place next time, don't make me foolish." Guan Yao hurriedly covered his reddened forehead.

Shen Yi felt something was wrong when he heard this.

"It's silly enough as it is, it doesn't matter if it's any more silly."

Guan Yao hurriedly called her aunt and asked them to live with relatives first.

Fortunately, my aunt's family did not go home this time, otherwise the whole family would go back and forth to their hometown, which would be even more difficult.

Shen Yi took out some of his special dishes - egg custard, poached eggs, boiled eggs.

In fact, he can also cook scrambled eggs with leeks, scrambled eggs with salt beans, egg clear soup, omelette rice, fried eggs with garlic, eggs with chili, and eggs with tomatoes.
That's right, he has studied the practice of eggs to the extreme.

Guan Yao looked at a table of eggs, and thought that he must cook by himself in the future, otherwise he would have to pay?Wouldn't he get tired of eating just this?
Seeing that Guan Yao didn't put down his chopsticks for a long time, Shen Yi joked:

"I know how to make sixty eggs, do you know?"

"Damn it, this guy must never be allowed to cook in the future." Guan Yao thought silently in his heart.

But when she saw the golden color, perfect shape, like a work of art, she subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

She couldn't wait to pick up a piece. The edges were crispy, and the egg yolk was not fully cooked. It was half liquid and half solid, and it tasted quite delicious.

The boiled eggs have been peeled, and there is a dish of minced garlic and a dish of soy sauce next to them.

"It's really fragrant, it's just a bit spicy, but it's delicious." Guan Yao ate a large piece, eating several boiled eggs.

The egg custard at the end is even more delicious.

The taste is smooth and tender, and it melts in the mouth.

Accompanied by soy sauce and scallions.
It's simply delicious.

However, it is not as delicious as mine!

I want to see who cooks better!
Guan Yao made up his mind to compete with Shen Yi.

Then for more than ten days, the Eight Immortals cooked, each showing their special abilities.

Guan Yao cooked all the dishes he knew how to cook.

And Shen Yi is also trying a hundred kinds of egg recipes.

Every day is not the same.

Hot and sour egg soup, wine trough eggs.
Guan Yao not only didn't get tired of eating, but also pestered Shen Yi to make him make more delicious eggs.

About ten days have passed, and the two have been taking turns cooking to show off their culinary skills.

And this snow disaster is about to pass.

Shen Yi drove that second-hand Santana, took Guan Yao to look up the map and drove towards her hometown.

There is no electronic navigation now, so I have to turn the map.

Afraid of getting bored on the road, he bought two CDs from a roadside vendor.

The hawker is wearing a military coat, riding a three-wheeled motorcycle, his face is flushed from the cold, for his life
Shen Yi chose a Pavarotti CD that no one bought all year round and had accumulated dust.

Without haggling, he took it at the original price.

There are quite a lot of songs in the CD, and he can sing a few lines casually, but he is definitely not as awesome as others.

Although Guan Yao couldn't understand it, she still thought it sounded good.

On the way, Shen Yi was still singing to cheer him up. When he got bored, he asked Guan Yao to sing with him.

Her voice is cold and ethereal, and she usually prefers songs by Teresa Teng and Faye Wong.

She is beautiful, and she sings better.

Shen Yi appreciated it more.

He drove very steadily and drove fast on the highway. Anyway, the snow had melted and there was no ice on the road.

In about five hours, he arrived at Guan Yao's hometown - Pengcheng, Wu County.

Shen Yi entered Guan Yao's village directly from the national highway.

She lives in the countryside.

It is much colder in the countryside than in the city.

Just after entering this village, I saw two rows of poplar trees lined up facing the "cement road".

The poplar tree is bare, with only a few leaves hanging on it, and there are relatively large bird's nests. I don't know if there are still birds living in it.

The snow in the fields has not melted, and the road has not been repaired. It looks muddy, so it is called "cement road".

The wheat seedlings buried by the heavy snow showed their heads, and the white snow came out with green tips.

Cement roads are very rare in the village, so Shen Yi drove over them directly.

The old people on both sides of the road who came out to bask in the sun were all wearing old flowered cotton jackets and sat on flat boulders with a cane, or on the clean steps of other people's houses.

Some old people gathered around and set up a fire with corn stalks, stalks and bean curds to keep warm and chatted about their own situation.

As it was driving, Shen Yi ran into a team of people playing suona, splashing soup to worship the Land Lord, and wearing hemp and filial piety.

Many elderly people did not survive such a cold winter.

Guan Yao was naturally very excited to see his hometown, and he couldn't help but clenched his palms tightly.

What happened to father?Is your body any better?

Is aunt still like that?

How has the family changed?
Shen Yi's car finally stopped.

He loosened his seat belt and got out of the car regardless of the mud.

The old house with the pigsty in front of it is Guan Yao's hometown.

He looked at the wall made of red bricks, and knocked on the wooden door locked with old-fashioned iron bolts and big locks.

There are faded couplets on the door, half torn off by naughty children.

Guan Yao smiled at him and said:

//The trigger-sensitive words in Chapter 64 were blocked and are now back to normal.

(End of this chapter)