Madam, let's steam buns together

Zhang Huaruo just looked at Yang Dabao quietly: "Look at the stars with me for a while."

For a moment, Yang Dabao felt that he was completely unable to say no, so he nodded unconsciously, stood beside Zhang Huaruo and looked up at the night sky with him.

The night sky is like ink, and the sky is full of stars twinkling, like those shy and timid boys and girls, looking at each other in the sea of ​​stars, each with hidden feelings in their hearts, which cannot be explained.

The evening wind was blowing slowly, it was not considered cold in this season, but Yang Dabao reacted immediately, moved his footsteps slightly, and turned sideways to block the direction of the wind, lest the evening wind blow to Zhang Huaruo.

In Yang Dabao's eyes, Zhang Huaruo is like an exquisite porcelain doll, who should be well protected and held in the palm of his hand.

Zhang Huaruo naturally felt the change in the wind, and his heart warmed up. Although his eyes were still looking at the starry sky, he took the initiative to talk to Yang Dabao: "Dabao, what are your plans for the future?"

Yang Dabao had been secretly looking at Zhang Huaruo's side face, and was not looking at the starry sky. Hearing this, he tilted his head and thought about it: "Work hard to support the family, redeem the bun shop, and then buy another bag in Chang'an city." A house twice as big as this, so that you and medlar can live comfortably, and then...it seems to be gone."

Zhang Huaruo looked at him sideways: "You put me in too important a position, in fact, you can think more for yourself."

"No, you guys live well, and I live together too." Yang Dabao's ears turned red quietly, but he couldn't see it in the dark, "Besides, it's not what you said, what do we share with each other."

Zhang Huaruo relaxed his body, leaned back, just leaned on Yang Dabao's left shoulder and arm, and sighed leisurely.

Yang Dabao didn't understand why Zhang Huaruo sighed, so he asked, "What about you, madam, what are your plans for the future?"

"I... I don't have any plans. I hope Daddy can resign as soon as possible and leave the center of power in Chang'an City. I hope you can take back the bun shop and live the life you want. I hope that wolfberries will no longer be so childish. It is no longer so important for me to start a family and start a career as soon as possible.”

Yang Dabao said softly: "Look, you didn't plan too much for yourself in your hopes."

"That's because I just want to enjoy the present moment." Zhang Huaruo completely relaxed himself in Yang Dabao's arms, "I have the present moment is enough."

Yang Dabao could hear something in Zhang Huaruo's words, but he couldn't figure out what was hidden in the words. If he couldn't figure it out, he didn't think about it anymore. Instead, as Zhang Huaruo said, live in the present and enjoy the present.

Zhang Huaruo in his arms was too close, so close that he could feel his heartbeat. Yang Dabao looked down at the top of Zhang Huaruo's hair, clenched and let go of his hands nervously, and finally lifted some secretly, and hugged Zhang Huaruo The position of the side shoulder, so that he can lean on it more comfortably.

Wolfberry just saw this scene when he came out of the kitchen, and tiptoed back to the room.

"Are you going to start selling steamed stuffed buns from tomorrow?" Zhang Huaruo suddenly remembered this.

"Yeah, everyone is helping me save my place. If I don't start selling steamed stuffed buns again, someone will really take my stall away."

The location of Yang Dabao's steamed stuffed bun stand has a good flow of people in the morning. Although it is not a prime location, it is at least worth a silver location, and it is very popular among small vendors.

He has been busy with his marriage recently, and he has not set up a stall for so many days. If it weren't for the stall owners who are close to him to help him occupy a place, he might have been snatched by other small vendors to set up a stall for business.

"Then do you have to get up early to prepare tomorrow morning?" Zhang Huaruo remembered that when he was eating just now, he didn't see any bun fillings or dough in the kitchen.

"Of course, I get up early tomorrow to make fresh buns. They are delicious when they are sold on the same day. The taste will be much worse after a night, especially in summer. If you leave them for a little longer, they will go bad."

Zhang Huaruo heard the words and dragged Yang Dabao back to the room: "Go to bed early, otherwise how will you get up tomorrow morning."

Yang Dabao reckoned that it was not too late: "If you still want to watch for a while, I can continue watching with you."

Zhang Huaruo took a look at this day, tonight is indeed an excellent time to watch the stars, then took another look at Yang Dabao, and shook his head: "The starry sky is always there, we will always have a chance to see it again, but you should not be too tired, go to bed early, I I don’t want to see a sleepy person making buns in the kitchen tomorrow morning.”

After a simple grooming, the two lay on the bed together with a little distance between them, but they were both staring at the top of the bed with their eyes open in a daze.

Yang Dabao always felt that there was something wrong with him and Zhang Huaruo getting along with each other. Did other couples go to sleep like this every night after turning off the lights?I always feel that something is wrong.

Yang Dabao's parents left early, and then he almost grew up on his own, occasionally receiving a little help from neighbors and folks, so naturally no one would tell him about men and women, let alone tell him about men and women.

The so-called bridal chamber, he heard those people talk about it ambiguously, but didn't explain it to him in detail, probably they all thought that Yang Dabao understood.

As for Yang Dabao's cognition about the bridal chamber, he does understand a little bit, and knows that he should be able to do some intimate things, but in his mind, it is limited to kissing the little mouth and touching the little hands.

Having already been rejected by Zhang Huaruo once, naturally he dare not rashly do it a second time.

Yang Dabao turned his body sideways, wanting to take another look at Zhang Huaruo before going to sleep, but when he turned around, he found that Zhang Huaruo was also looking at him.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, Zhang Huaruo took the initiative to ask, "Are you coming back for lunch tomorrow?"

"No, I'm a bun seller, so I won't starve myself no matter what. You and medlar don't have to wait for me to come back for dinner."

"Actually, I can deliver food to you."

Yang Dabao was ecstatic in his heart, but still refused on the surface: "Farewell, it's too troublesome, and you don't like going out."

"It's not that I don't like going out, it's just that I don't have anything worth going out on weekdays, so I stay at home and don't go out much." Zhang Huaruo was a little disappointed, and sighed, "Yes, we sell food, it's best to go out. Eat the food you make yourself, or else when outsiders see me bringing you food, they will think that we don’t even eat the buns we make ourselves.”

Yang Dabao was taken aback, he didn't expect so much, he didn't care about it for the time being, but cared about the disappointment revealed in Zhang Huaruo's words just now.

Hua Ruo really wants to come and deliver food to him...

"If you really want to come and give it away, then go for it."

Zhang Huaruo, who had already turned around, turned back in an instant. Even in the dark, Yang Dabao still felt that he could see it. Zhang Huaruo's eyes must be shining with joy at this moment: "I'll cook it for you again. A pot of white fungus soup, here to quench your thirst."

"it is good."

After an agreed time, the two of them really fell asleep.

Early the next morning, before dawn and before the rooster crowed, Yang Dabao got up and was preparing in the kitchen. He got out of bed very carefully so as not to wake Zhang Huaruo.

Looking at the sky outside, Zhang Huaruo looked at the half of the bed that had long been empty, and touched the place: "Is it so early..."

In the kitchen, there are porridge and steamed stuffed buns in the pot, which Yang Dabao made early in the morning, and they are kept warm with the residual heat of the firewood under the pot. When Zhang Huaruo and wolfberries get up, their temperature is just right.

Wolfberry has been living here with Zhang Huaruo for so many days, and I can more and more realize that Yang Dabao is indeed a good uncle. Although he is not very smart, he is not stupid, but he is not very good at talking. It hurts.

The most important thing is that apart from the delicious steamed buns, other dishes are very good!

Wolfberry even felt that if Zhang Hua stayed at Yang Dabao's house for another year or so, he probably wouldn't be as thin as he is now, and he would definitely be able to eat well.

Zhang Huaruo mentioned to Gou Qizi that he was going to deliver food and soup to Yang Dabao at noon. Gou Qizi immediately understood the problem and asked Zhang Huaruo hesitantly.

"...Master, I'm not very good at cooking, can you?"

As the young master's personal servant, Gou Qizi naturally knew that Zhang Huaruo hadn't been in the kitchen at all, so he just stayed with Yang Dabao and occasionally helped him in the past few days. No matter how I thought about it, he probably didn't learn to cook so quickly...

Lycium barbarum cautiously raised his head to look at Zhang Huaruo, and sure enough, he saw Zhang Huaruo looked a little dazed. He must have completely forgotten such an important premise earlier.

The prerequisite for their master and servant to deliver food and soup to Yang Dabao is that their master and servant know how to cook!

Zhang Huaruo used chopsticks to put the stuffing in the steamed stuffed bun on the porridge, while covering his mouth with the other hand, slightly concealing his embarrassment, and said calmly: "I don't want to make a big dish, just make a few... ...It shouldn't be...too difficult."

Lycium barbarum lowered his head, speeding up to nibble on the bun in his hand, but didn't speak, "Master, master, you didn't hear what you just said, so you have no confidence.

However, since the young master has made up his mind to do this, he can only accompany him to the end, helping the young master to see if he can make a lunch.

On the other hand, the old customers and the stall owners of the stalls next to Yang Dabao missed him very much after so many days without a stall. Yang Dabao had just set up the stall, and people were already crowding around waiting to buy freshly made pots. During the waiting time, I chatted with Yang Dabao.

"Dabao, I haven't seen you for a few days. It's different to marry a wife. Look at the corners of the eyebrows and eyes, they are all happy."

Brother Zhao next door teased him like this, Yang Dabao was embarrassed and didn't answer, just smiled.

"Dabao, how long will it take for your first steamed buns to be ready? I really miss the taste of your steamed stuffed buns. I bought steamed stuffed buns at the steamed stuffed bun stand on West Street these days when you were away, and the taste is nothing like yours. Compare!"

Yang Dabao was even more embarrassed: "My steamed stuffed bun is not as delicious as what you said, but it just fits your taste. Since Third Aunt likes it so much, I will give you another steamed stuffed bun later."

The third aunt waved her hand: "No, for me, three buns are just enough to keep me full, and I really can't eat one more bun, so don't waste it, just three, don't give it away."

Third Sister Liu on the opposite side raised her voice slightly and shouted to Yang Dabao: "I want two steamed stuffed buns stuffed with cabbage, and I can keep two for the first cage."

The steamed buns had just started, and the buns in the first three cages were all booked.