The clinical major of Beijing Medical University ranks among the top three in China. Every year, graduates are the talents that major hospitals are rushing to seek.∽↗As long as you study medicine, you are destined to have a bright future. In addition, it is Xu Yao’s mother’s alma mater, so she naturally hopes that her daughter can study there, which is also a good story for mother and daughter alumni.

However, Beijing Medical University is in Beijing...

Xu Yao lowered her head, staggered Wen Liang's gaze, and looked at the grass growing hard on the ground. From birth to prosperity, they just need to keep going up and up, worry-free and unrestrained, but why do people have so many worries?

"It's okay, I can take a plane to see you. It's only thirty or forty minutes away, it's not as long as we take the bus to the East District." A hint of pity flashed through Wen Liang's eyes. In a blink of an eye, the girl who likes to grab her butt with her hands before the fight was about to fly high. It's better that she went out to see the outside world and experienced a life she had never experienced before, and she would know what the life she really wanted was like!

Xu Yao's emotions came quickly and went quickly. Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Well, that's right, but I agreed to come to Beijing once a month. Don't be lazy or delay!"

Wen Liang nodded, turned to Ji Su, and smiled and said, "What about you, have you thought about it?"

Without waiting for Ji Su to answer, Xu Yao took her hand and said proudly: "We have agreed to take the entrance exam for the Medical University of Beijing together!"

Wen Liang shook his head and laughed, and had no choice but to deal with Xu Yao. He said patiently: "Don't force yourself to sell. This is a lifelong thing, you can't be careless! Ji Su, do you really want to study medicine?"

Ji Su's backhand and Xu Yao's fingers were linked together. He shook like a swing, and chuckled, "Thinking about it, studying medicine is also a very meaningful thing. At least it can help many people in need. Angels in white should be the dream of many girls..."

But is this your dream?

Wen Liang sighed inwardly, without saying anything more, picked up a small stone, walked to the lakeside and threw it out. The stone jumped four or five times on the lake surface, and sank into the center of the lake and could no longer be found. Only layers of ripples floated and disappeared in an instant.

He turned around, stretched out his hand, and said, "Whether it is Beijing Medical College or Jiang University, only the best students can get into the exam. In this last year of high school, work hard together and cheer up!"

He stacked his hands on the back of his hands and pressed hard: "Come on!"

Next, the three of them continued to wander around the East District. They were not happy until it was dark. Unexpectedly, they missed the last bus. There was no one alone on the platform. Compared to when they came in the morning, they were both ice and fire. The most helpless thing was that this area was essentially a large construction site, and taxis were hard to come by, and it was also at this moment. Wen Liang missed the convenient and fast taxi-hailing software in later generations. The power of technological progress was reflected in every detail of daily life.

"What should I do?" Xu Yao tiptoed and looked at the end of the road with her neck, hoping to see the vehicle passing by, but was disappointed unexpectedly.

Wen Liang smiled bitterly and said, "I thought I was just walking around the city today, so I didn't drive for convenience. If I had known that you had a sudden idea to see the artificial lake, I would have to drive the car."

Xu Yao patted his shoulder and said seriously: "Comrade Wen Liang, as revolutionaries, we must have an optimistic revolutionary spirit. When we encounter difficulties, don't be discouraged or complain, because the leader told us that as long as our thoughts do not fall, there will always be more solutions than difficulties! I think with your intelligence, you will definitely be able to think of solutions, right?"

Wen Liang was not convinced. If this was a war era, the little girl could at least become a political commissar. She said, "The leader is right. With your earnest teachings, I have already thought of a solution."

Xu Yao was very pleased and said, "The son is good to teach, what should I do?"

Wen Liang took out his cell phone, dialed Chang Cheng's number, asked him to drive over to pick up the person, then calmly clapped his hands and said, "That's it!"

Xu Yao was stunned, gave a thumbs up, and said, "Shameless!"

After returning from the East District, he first sent Xu Yao and Ji Su home. Wen Liang moved to Xiyuan, took a shower, sat on the recliner in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor and called Ning Xi, asked about the operation of the foundation, and talked about the cat girl, asking Chen Jia to help with the operation. Ning Xi agreed immediately and arranged for a business immigration by one person. For Chen Jia, it was just a small task.

"Let Mao Niang open a tea shop first. If it is reliable, Mao Niang and Shen Jia will contact Mingzhu in the future, and I will not come forward."

Ning Xi joked: "You have dug up the corners of the dandelion. First, there is a Qishu who is as beautiful as a flower, and then a cat girl with charm. Oh, by the way, there is a tea ceremony master who I still miss..."

"It's time to fate," Wen Liang deliberately teased her, saying, "If you have the power, you will have many helps, you will have few helps. Who makes me better than Zhuang Da Shaomao!"

Ning Xi smiled and felt ache in her stomach and said, "Although Zhuang Shaoxuan is not very good, she has a good skin. You, even ten, can't compare to one of them."

"Superficial!" Wen Liang accused: "Ning Xi, your sign is very dangerous. When you look at people, you should look at the original heart, the skin and other external objects, just passing by. The real value is not even as good as toilet paper!"

"Can I understand it, is this jealousy?"

Wen Liang was angrily, snorted coldly, and said, "Of course, he is handsome, has a good background, has great abilities and is capable. Who wouldn't be jealous of such a person?"

Ning Xi's voice suddenly became charming, and she laughed and said, "Follower, I'm jealous of what he does. No matter how good others are, they are, but you are the one I like."

Wen Liang touched his head, changed his posture comfortably, and said happily: "Is this the one who comes from the eyes of a lover?"

"In the eyes of lovers, not only Xi Shi, but also Ximen Qing..."

If it was just a charm just now, this sentence was already considered provocative, Wen Liang's breathing suddenly became worse. Is the first PS experience in this life about to be born? Just when he was thinking about it, Ning Xi laughed and hung up the phone, leaving Wen Liang with a resentful face and raised his middle finger at the microphone. (The source of PS, please see "My Phone Lover")

Three or five days later, Wen Liang received a call from Xie Yan. He learned that she had returned from the mountainous area and in order to fulfill her promise to treat her to dinner, he asked her to meet her at home. At the gate of No. 7 Courtyard, Wen Liang waited for Xie Yan. She was wearing black jeans and white sneakers, but the top was a plaid short-sleeved shirt made of linen in Qingzhou. The twisted stitching showed the simplicity of workmanship, and her fair skin became much darker and rougher. The only thing that has not changed is that she was always shy and restrained when facing Wen Liang.

"Let's go and buy some vegetables at the supermarket."

Xie Yan was stunned. Thinking that he had heard it wrong, Wen Liang explained: "At that time, he boasted that he wanted to invite you to the best dish in Qingzhou. The braised braised a bit too much. In fact, it was just a common dish in my cooking. I welcome you back from a long journey. Don't dislike you. Don't pretend to be delicious. I am a thick-skinned person. If the taste is wrong, you are welcome to criticize and correct me!"

Xie Yan was panicked. She didn't expect Wen Liang would invite her to visit her home and cook for herself. She didn't know whether she was shrouded in a huge sense of happiness or felt inexplicably nervous. She was a little breathless and blushed. She said, "No...no need to bother..."

"No trouble," Wen Liang took a few steps, turned around and saw Xie Yan's appearance, patted his forehead with a smile, and said, "Look at me, don't be nervous. My parents are all at work, there is no one at home, we are only two of us... OK, won't you worry about me, right?"

"No, no!" Xie Yan shook his head quickly, tears were almost falling, and he said, "How can I let you cook..."

Wen Liang pointed at her and smiled and said, "Student Xie Yan, your thinking is unsatisfactory. Men and women are all over the sky. Don't look down on male chefs. Top chefs are all men... Besides, friends come to play at home and greet them as masters. Isn't it human nature to treat me?"

Xie Yan had nothing to say and was a little flattered. He followed Wen Liang obediently to the nearby supermarket and bought ingredients, mostly beans, mushrooms, cabbage, tofu, etc., and bought ribs and fish heads. When he was about to leave, he found that the shrimp that had just been on the cabinet was good, so he picked up a few lobsters, which totaled no more than fifty yuan. Wen Liang smiled and said, "Did you see, this is called economical, thrifty, and you can do enough food and clothing by yourself. Why do you have to go out to eat and drink?"

Xie Yan returned with admiration and looked at this style. He really thought Wen Liang had extraordinary cooking skills. This was not impossible. In her mind, the omnipotence in front of her was originally capable of everything.

When he got home, Wen Liang turned on the TV in the living room, made tea for Xie Yan, and even took a few magazines to let her sit and rest. He carried a plastic bag full of ingredients into the kitchen. Xie Yan could not rest assured. He listened to the sounds on the TV, but his eyes kept floating towards the kitchen, and his body was like a top. He couldn't help twisting and twisting. He stood up several times and wanted to go to the kitchen to help, but he was afraid that his low cooking skills would cause trouble to Wen Liang. In this torment, Xie Yan did not wait for the first dish to come out, but heard Wen Liang's scream from the kitchen.

Xie Yanteng stood up, rushed to the kitchen in two steps, pushed open the closed door and saw Wen Liang wearing an apron around his neck and holding a large spoon in his hand. If he had a white high hat on his head, the identity of the top chef would be obvious. However, what was not very harmonious was that on the table in front of him, there was a plate of minced beans on the table in front of him. The poor beans turned into a burnt black column. The minced meat was even more pitiful than the beans. The whole thing was stuck into a piece and stuck to the bottom of the plate. What was even more bizarre was that they were all covered in this way. On the edge of the plate, there were still two or three beans that were tender green to drip out of water - it was still raw!

Wen Liang's eyebrows changed color by smoke. The back of his hands, which was filled with small red dots of splashed oil. Unconsciously, Xie Yan, who was beside him, was staring at the unknown object on the plate with a puzzled look on his face, and then even more puzzledly looked at a book in his left hand. From Xie Yan's perspective, he could clearly see the words "A Collection of Home-Cooked Recipes" on the cover.

menu……

Xie Yan was a little overwhelmed. After a brief confusion, he picked up a clean rag from the shelf on the wall, unscrewed the faucet and poured it on, then tweaked it flat, covering Wen Liang's back, silently without saying anything.

"Uh... It's okay, you go out and sit, I'll be fine right away!" Wen Liang was so thick-skinned that he was a little embarrassed. He had cooked with Zuo Yuxi before, but he was not very successful, but he still had to eat it. He thought it was not difficult to copy the recipe according to the recipe, wasn't it just to add oil, vegetables, seasonings, and stir-fry over low heat? It's very simple, but when things were about to come, I realized that it was so shallow when I was studying on paper!

"I'll do it!"

Xie Yan did not feel a little funny because of Wen Liang's appearance. On the contrary, the touching in his heart was almost indescribable. He held back the tears that were almost bursting out of his eyes. He took the spoon from Wen Liang's hand, washed the pot again, poured oil, put the garlic cloves and stir-fry when the minced meat changed, and put all the remaining beans in it, plus a small amount of salt, MSG and other seasonings. He was skillful and moved quickly. After a while, the kitchen began to smell. Compared to the burnt smell just now, it was undoubtedly a paradise on earth.

Wen Liang touched his nose and admitted that cooking really requires talent, so he consciously changed his position and started to attack Xie Yan. "Wash the fish head, remove the gills, remove the scales..."

"Yes, that's it, just pull your fingers!"

"Where is cooking wine...ah, it's too much..."

Chopped pepper fish head, vinegar ribs, mapo tofu, prawns and cabbage, plates of dishes with color, aroma and flavor are freshly baked, and they are colorful and beautiful. Wen Liang is so busy from beginning to end, and also has a sense of accomplishment that fills his chest. If the mobile phone did not have the camera function and there was no circle of friends in this era, he would have taken photos and posted them to show off.

"Okay, it's time to have a meal!"

Xie Yan served two bowls of rice, and the portion of his own bowl was full of small hills. The little daughter's thoughts were not worthy of being told by outsiders. Wen Liang smelled the fragrance of the dish and had already moved his index finger. He picked up the plate and was about to go out. When he saw Xie Yan was untiing the knot in the apron with both hands on his back, he might have accidentally tied it into a dead knot when he tied it just now, and she couldn't untie it no matter how hard she tried.

"I'll do it."

Wen Liang put down the plate and walked behind Xie Yan. The two were close in height. The top of Xie Yan's head was just the tip of Wen Liang's nose. One by one, one behind, and from a distance, it looked like a pair of young men.

Xie Yan lowered his head slightly, grabbed the edge of his pants with his hands tightly, and felt Wen Liang's hands touching the apron. Although it was separated by a layer of cloth, it seemed to be cruising on his body. His heart suddenly seemed to stop beating, and everything around him was gone in a flash. There was no sound, no room, no world, at this moment, it seemed that only me, only him!

It took me a long time to see Wen Liang's screams come back to my ears again: "Xie Yan, Xie Yan..."

"Um?"

Xie Yan looked up blankly, and when he saw Wen Liang's face, he woke up instantly. Shame surged into his mind, and even his ears turned red: "I, I'm fine!" He did not dare to look directly into his eyes, and hurriedly picked up two bowls of rice and ran out of the kitchen from his side.
Chapter completed!