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Chapter 82: Going Home (Part 2)

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    A few days ago, although the stitches had been removed from the wound on Xiao Huan's body and it seemed to heal well, it still hurt.

    According to the hospital's instructions, he covered the wound with a waterproof dressing and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

    The room was well heated. After taking a shower, he dried his hair, put on the long-sleeved singlet and trousers that Yu Yan had prepared for him, and walked out.

    In the kitchen, the aroma of rice permeated with the steam from the rice cooker. Yu Yan was wearing an apron and was standing in front of the chopping board cutting vegetables.

    "What are you doing?" Xiao Huan walked over and asked.

    "Of course it's cooking." Yu Yan looked at the phone next to her while cutting.  A cooking tutorial was playing on the screen, and the person demonstrating it was chattering non-stop and was also cutting vegetables.

    Yu Yan's chopping speed obviously couldn't keep up with that in the video. After cutting two slices of ginger, she quickly paused the video.

    Xiao Huan looked at her clumsy appearance and felt it was funny.

    "I'll do it." He said, bringing the knife.

    Yu Yan didn't let him touch it.

    "I'll just make chicken soup, it's very simple, I don't need you." She said, "You just go and sit down."

    With that said, she chopped the ginger and put it in the pot next to it.

    This is the second time that Yu Yan has taken the initiative to cook.

    As for the first time, when he first came last time, Yu Yan made him a breakfast for livestock.

    Thinking of this, Xiao Huan couldn't help being very interested.

    He looked at the stage, and besides some side dishes, there was also half a chicken.

    "Has the chicken been chopped yet?" he asked.

    Yu Yan said "hmm" and said, "I didn't see clearly when I placed the order."

    "Can you chop chicken?"

    "What's so difficult about chopping chicken?" Yu Yan snorted, "I have all kinds of knives."

    As she spoke, she prepared the codonopsis, red dates, etc. and put them in the pot.  Then, he put the chicken on the chopping board, walked to the knife holder, and picked out the biggest kitchen knife.

    The knife was a bit heavy, and Yu Yan held it in both hands, hesitating for a while, as if she was considering where to cut the knife.

    Xiao Huan finally felt that he couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward, took the kitchen knife from Yu Yan's hand without any explanation, and asked her to stand aside.

    Yu Yan stared: "I said I don't need you"

    "After you finish chopping, the sun should be setting." Xiao Huan put the knife under the faucet and rinsed it, then wiped it with a cloth. "It will take a long time to stew the chicken soup. I will make it faster."

    Yu Yan said: "But the doctor said that you can't use force, you will tear the wound."

    "Just chop a piece of chicken." Xiao Huan said disapprovingly, "Even if there are a few more assassins coming, I can beat it."

    Bragging is not taxable.

    Yu Yan thought to herself, she didn't know who the person who almost died a while ago was.

    However, she saw that Xiao Huan was holding a knife in one hand, and she seemed very relaxed, and she also knew that in Xiao Huan's current state, chopping vegetables for cooking was actually nothing.

    "Thenyou chop the vegetables and I'll cook them." After a while, Yu Yan said hypocritically.

    Xiao Huan ignored this, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "Give me the apron."

    Yu Yan then took off the apron, hung it on his body, and tied the belt behind it.

    Xiao Huan then raised the knife in his hand, and with a few bangs, he chopped the half chicken into small pieces.

    Yu Yan glanced at his swift movements, wondering if he could be so proficient at cutting people

    For a moment, his eyes moved up and fell on his side face.

    Xiao Huan lowered her head slightly, her expression was very serious.

    Yu Yan thought back to those days a few months ago, and suddenly felt a little more cherished.

    According to the instructions on Yu Yan's mobile phone, Xiao Huan put the chicken and other ingredients into the stew pot and covered it.

    Then, he started to process other dishes as well.

    Yu Yan occasionally helped him, but most of the time she stood leisurely aside, looking at the recipes on her mobile phone and moving her lips.

    It was getting dark slowly, and the room was full of the smell of chicken soup.

    When the time stated in the recipe was up, Yu Yan took out a little with a spoon and tasted it.

    "How?" Xiao Huan asked.

    "It's okay." Yu Yan said.

    Xiao Huan took the spoon from her hand, scooped up a little from the pot, put it in his mouth and tasted it.

    "It's a little lighter." Xiao Huan said, after finishing speaking, he sprinkled some salt into the soup.

    Yu Yan looked at the spoon and suddenly felt inexplicable.sp;Yu Yan handed him the electronic thermometer she had just dug out from the medicine chest: "Take your temperature before going to bed."

    Xiao Huan: ""

    "I never had a fever." He said, "Didn't you touch it just now?"

    However, Yu Yan said: "People's feelings may not be accurate. Whether you have a fever or not depends on the thermometer to calculate."

    Xiao Huan was very impatient and wanted to refuse. Seeing that Yu Yan's eyes began to look fierce, she had to take the thermometer and put it under her arm.

    A few minutes later, the thermometer beeped, Xiao Huan took it out and handed it to Yu Yan.

    Yu Yan was satisfied when she looked at the normal value above.

    "Then I'm going to sleep." She looked at Xiao Huan, "Don't look at your phone, go to bed early."

    I am not you.

    Xiao Huan groaned and responded.

    Yu Yan said goodnight and went downstairs.

    Xiao Huan watched her figure disappear at the top of the stairs, and after a while, sat down on the bed and looked around.

    Not far away, the curtains are half-drawn, and some lights shine through the huge glass windows. In the night, some places are just dotted with stars, while others are brightly lit.

    He watched, remembering his surprise the first time he saw these things.

    There is still half a month.

    When Yu Yan asked him about the situation there, Xiao Huan also had an idea.  This time, stay here longer, okay?

    But the answer is obvious, Xiao Huan knows the heavy responsibility on his shoulders, and he can't deceive himself no matter what.

    Just think about these crooked thoughts.  A voice in my heart said, every time you come, you always cause her troubles, she has treated you with the utmost benevolence, isn't that enough?

    Xiao Huan took a deep breath, put aside distracting thoughts, stood up, and closed the curtain.

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