Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 387 Leave it to you, I'm at ease

After the discussion was over, everyone left.

Bai Mingwei called out to Feng Qingchen: "Feng Qingchen, wait a minute."

Feng Qingchen turned around and said, "Huh? You call Jiang Ci and Wei Xiao both Brother Wei and Brother Jiang. They are so kind. How come we are so familiar with each other when we come to my place? Why don't you call me 'Brother Qingchen'?"

Bai Mingwei ignored his words and just asked: "Are you hungry? I can boil brown sugar eggs. Do you want to eat them?"

The episode that just happened made Bai Mingwei feel a little guilty.

Feng Qingchen has always given unconditionally. She gave things to Guo Jiang and stayed up late to write a thousand-character essay for Wei Xiao, but she never gave Feng Qingchen anything in return.

Even if Feng Qingchen didn't want it, she still felt that she didn't handle it properly, and she felt a little bit guilty for it.

So she thought that she should do something for Feng Qingchen.

Even something as small as boiling an egg for Feng Qingchen was something she wanted to repay.

The corner of Feng Qingchen's lips raised: "Hungry, I want to."

A small candy egg made him so happy and satisfied.

Seeing Feng Qingchen's appearance, Bai Mingwei felt even more guilty in his heart.

Finally, she and Feng Qingchen came to the kitchen together.

The fire in the stove was not extinguished. Bai Mingwei put a few pieces of charcoal in the small red clay stove, then put some red-hot charcoal in it to start the fire. Then he filled the washed small jar with water and put it on the small red clay stove. .

Bai Mingwei said while making it: "Brown sugar eggs are a precious memory between me and my father. Because of my mother's death, my father always felt that he didn't know how to face me, so I didn't get along with him much."

"But basically every time I had a fever and got sick, he would boil a bowl of brown sugar eggs for me. When I was sick, there was no taste in my mouth, and the sweetness of the brown sugar was just enough to wash away the eggy taste in my mouth."

"Later, Seventh Brother told me that my father's brown sugar eggs were taught by my mother, so I learned to make them from the chef in Guanli, thinking that my father cared so much about everything related to my mother. If I could make them, would my father be more willing to make them? Get closer to me?"

"Once my father was ill, I made a bowl of brown sugar eggs and brought it to him. He looked at my face and cried while eating. I knew he was thinking of his mother."

"Brown sugar eggs are probably the thing that connects me with my father and mother, and they are also the things that I can truly feel my father's love for."

Feng Qingchen listened carefully, and finally he said: "This should also be my favorite thing to eat, not only because it comes from your hands, but also because the sweetness of brown sugar can wash away the sour taste in my heart."

Bai Mingwei didn't answer. He sat by the small stove and gently fanned the fire in the stove with a cattail leaf fan.

Darkness and cold wind came from all directions, but were driven away by the orange light of a candle.

The water boiled softly, and a wisp of white steam floated faintly from the small jar. Bai Ming's bright and cheerful face also became soft in the light and dense white mist.

Bai Mingwei took the brown sugar and put it in, gently stirred it with a wooden spoon, and waited for the brown sugar water to boil again.

She said: "I should have known your identity a long time ago. Your mother is a daughter of the Feng family, and you happen to match the regent of Western Chu. However, it took me a long time to confirm it."

In this deserted kitchen, the sound of water in the small stove can be clearly heard.

Feng Qingchen was silent for a long time and asked: "So, this is why you insist on calling me by my name, instead of Brother Feng, Brother Qingchen?"

Bai Mingwei was already used to this tone, and she wasn't annoyed when she heard this: "You probably want to be a different person by using the name Feng Qingchen, put aside the past, and seriously welcome the future life."

"Of course I have to respect your attitude. I don't call you by your name out of disrespect, but because I want to remind you over and over again that you can get over the past."

Feng Qingchen was silent for a while, then uttered a few words: "Scamming, sophistry."

The brown sugar water has boiled and exudes a faint sweetness.

Bai Mingwei wrapped the small jar with a handkerchief, put the brown sugar water aside, and closed the lid.

Then, she took another small jar, filled it with some water, and put cut red dates and a few wolfberries in the water.

She fanned her fan, raised her eyes to Feng Qingchen and said, "I'm not cheating or making excuses. I can't call you by your true name, right?"

The little white ferret curled up on Feng Qingchen's legs and slept soundly.The candlelight danced, lightly reflecting on the clothes covered with snow.

He rubbed the little white ferret's head: "It's okay if you don't bark, that name is not good."

Yes, he doesn't like his name.

Xiao Chongyuan.

The sound of "Chongyuan" makes people think of the dark and oppressive abyss.

It is very similar to his fate after he was ten years old.

At the bottom of the abyss where the sun never shines, monsters are born.

He doesn't like this name, and he doesn't like his ruthless self.

Bai Mingwei said without thinking: "It is said in "Zhuangzi: Lieyu Ke", 'The pearl of a thousand gold must be in the nine deep abyss'. I think that behind that name is your parents' cherishment of you."

Feng Qingchen showed a faint smile, with a hint of sadness in it: "They are no longer here, so the meaning is gone."

Bai Mingwei didn't speak immediately. He went to get the eggs from the bamboo basket, cracked them open gently, and poured the eggs into the small jar.

She fanned the fire, and the eggs in the jar rolled with boiling water.

When the time was almost up, she put down the fan and let the water in the small jar roll slowly.

Finally, she said: "I still believe that my parents' love for me will always continue."

Feng Qingchen nodded: "I believe it too, I just don't want to think about it."

I want to feel heartache once, this feeling is understandable.

When the eggs were cooked, she poured the brown sugar water into the bowl, scooped the eggs out with a spoon and put them into the brown sugar water.

Then he brought the brown sugar eggs to the table: "It's cooked, taste the sweetness."

Feng Qingchen asked: "Aren't you hungry?
Bai Ming said slightly: "If you're not hungry, you can eat."

Feng Qingchen picked up the spoon and chopsticks and started eating seriously. After the three eggs were put into his mouth, he drank a few more mouthfuls of sweet sugar water. Finally, he put down the bowl with satisfaction.

"Eggs are sweet and sugar water is sweet, so your mouth is no longer bitter and your heart is no longer sour."

Bai Mingwei didn't answer, picked up the bowl on the table and washed it.

After the bowls were cleared, she sat back at the small stove to dry her hands.

Feng Qingchen said: "We set off before dawn. You should go back and rest early."

Bai Ming nodded slightly: "Okay, I'll leave the rear to you and Brother Wei, I don't worry."

Feng Qingchen used a shovel to take a shovelful of wood ash and cover the charcoal fire in the stove.

The two of them never spoke again, not even saying goodbye.

It wasn't until she returned to the yard that Feng Qingchen called her out: "Little girl."

Bai Ming slightly turned around: "What's the matter?"

Feng Qingchen told her: "If you need my help, you're welcome."

Bai Mingwei said: "You are already helping me."

Feng Qingchen said: "Protect yourself."

Bai Ming responded to him slightly: "I will, don't worry."

(End of this chapter)