Back To the Past To Fall In Love

Xu Ziran woke up too early, not only did the sky just turn white, but even her mother hadn't gotten up yet.

She wanted her parents to sleep longer, so she crept downstairs and into the kitchen.

The stove and the leftover rice from last night, together with the mustard in the drawer, are just right to cook some porridge.

When Xu Ziran was cooking porridge, the system jumped out and said—

[Dear host, it is observed that your breakfast is not enough to supplement the nutrients you need during the day. It is recommended to increase the proportion of protein and carbohydrates. 】

Seeing this reminder, Xu Ziran couldn't help laughing.

When in front of others, she needed to be like fifteen-year-old Xu Ziran, but now, probably because there are no other people around, her expression and actions tend to be like her ten years later.

Seeing the extra 1,000-meter task and the recommended recipe on the system panel, she couldn't help but muttered, "Like a housekeeper."

She looked at the porridge that was starting to boil in the pot again, with a smile on her face holding the corners of her mouth.

She remembered something.

Before graduating from university, Xu Ziran didn't even know how to turn on the gas.

However, after graduating from university, she lived alone in a rented house, and she ate her first meal but didn't have the last meal. Either she ate hasai outside, or she ate instant noodles in the house, plus the irregular life and the pressure of the shadows. For a while, Xu Ziran had her period once every six months, almost suspecting that she was no longer a woman.

At that time, Qiu Yurou, who was returning to China on vacation, came to her city to accompany her.

On the first day, Qiu Yurou packed up the ingredients that were about to expire in her refrigerator, then cooked her a bowl of multigrain porridge and stewed pork ribs soup.

The multi-grain porridge is soft, waxy and sweet, and the pork ribs soup is soft and delicious.

Xu Ziran was like a starving man who hadn't had enough to eat for several years, Gululu drank the oily soup in one gulp, feeling that he had never eaten something so delicious in his life.

At that time, Qiu Yurou said solemnly: "If you continue like this, you will be malnourished. Since you have already started living alone, why can't you learn how to take care of yourself?"

Xu Ziran looked bewildered.

For more than 20 years, she has learned how to learn how to get along with others and how to never give up, but she has never learned how to take care of herself.

Qiu Yurou taught her how to cook, how to clean up the room, and how to choose ingredients, and helped her make a list of nutritional recipes for a week, telling her to buy according to the above if she was too lazy to choose what to eat.

"If you live like this now, you will start premature aging before you are thirty years old. No matter how much money you make, what's the point of it."

Xu Ziran nodded again and again, feeling that if anyone in this world could marry Qiu Yurou, it would be a blessing that can only be obtained after eight lifetimes of accumulated virtue and good deeds.

On this morning ten years ago, Xu Ziran skillfully put the boiling porridge in the pot into a bowl, as if she heard Qiu Yurou say in her ear: "Okay, okay, if you keep cooking it, it will turn into porridge. "

The tone hates that iron is not steel, like a nagging little housekeeper.

Her smile gradually disappeared from her face, turning into a sense of disappointment that even she herself could not find.

Whether time goes backwards or forwards, it seems to inevitably take something away.

If ten years from now, on this morning, would Qiu Yurou knock on her door with breakfast, frowning and critically looking at the change of clothes she piled on the sofa indiscriminately.

So she would eat breakfast, listen to the financial news on the radio, and listen to Qiu Yurou say: "You're going to put these clothes in the washing machine again, right? I said it before, this one needs dry cleaning... "

Xu Ziran sighed, she found that she began to miss Qiu Yurou ten years later.

She mixed soy sauce and sesame oil into the prepared porridge, and added some mustard. She heard the system warning of malnutrition, but she had no choice but to pull out a hard-boiled egg from the refrigerator and pick some leftovers from yesterday. Stacked in bowls.

This time, the system finally stopped reminding her. Xu Ziran quietly took the bowl and walked to the yard to sit on the steps of the door to eat.

It's still cold outside, but the air is fresh and the environment is quiet, much better than the smoggy days in a month and a half ten years later.

Xu Ziran heard the chirping of birds, mixed in with the sparse wind, like those days that passed by in memory.

She was drinking porridge, and suddenly felt something. She raised her head and saw a **** cat sitting on the branch of a magnolia branch with strong branches.

Xu Ziran knew about this cat. It was the overlord cat from the ten-mile-and-eight villages. It was so alert that it was like a human being, but three years later, it still died in a car accident.

If a person dies in a car accident, there will be endless follow-ups, but if a stray cat dies in a car accident, it seems that he can't get anything other than a "bad luck" from the driver.

Xu Ziran said to himself: "Poor and pitiful, life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in the sky, but knowing Yangshou of such a small thing, I feel very sad."

No matter how smart the cat is, of course it doesn't know that Xu Ziran is talking to herself about its fate, so she jumped down from the tree with a "meow" and approached Xu Ziran with its tail erect.

"Meow-"

It called again, with bright eyes, staring at the bowl in Xu Ziran's hand.

It naturally has the experience of belonging to a cat, and probably thinks that a little girl of Xu Ziran's age is the easiest to sell cute and get something to eat.

But Xu Ziran was not an ordinary little girl, so she ate everything in the bowl, showed the cat that it was empty, and walked into the house with her shoes drooping.

She had to eat more and go to see Qiu Yurou ten years ago.

As soon as she entered the house and put the bowl in the sink, she heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw her mother looking at her like a ghost, her whole body froze into a statue.

Xu Ziran felt excusable and called out dryly, "Mom."

Mother Xu's mouth was open enough to swallow a whole egg: "You - you made breakfast yourself."

Xu Ziran gave a "hmm" and washed the dishes with water.

"What did you eat?" Mother Xu came over to look at the pot and then the bowl.

Xu Ziran told the truth, and Mother Xu stretched out her hand and pressed Xu Ziran's forehead: "Sick?"

Xu Ziran didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I just want to get up early, what's the point."

"But you can cook?" Mother Xu couldn't figure it out.

"It's just to cook some porridge, this kind of thing, you can see it." Xu Ziran waved his hand, dried his hand on the apron on the chair, then took the schoolbag and said, "I've done it anyway, I Go, if Jiaqi comes, tell her I'm gone."

After saying that, regardless of Mother Xu's shocked expression, she pushed the bicycle away.

The air in early spring is icy cold, with a little damp moisture.

When Xu Ziran rode to the school, the sun had not yet risen, but the sky was no longer as bright as it used to be, and it had the meaning of daytime.

Xu Ziran parked the car and came to the playground, and saw some sports students who were doing morning exercises shouting slogans. In addition, he looked all over the playground and didn't see Qiu Yurou.

Although she was a little confused, she was not particularly sorry.

After all, she mainly came to exercise for herself, and secondly came to meet Qiu Yurou.

What's more, since Qiu Yurou later said that she was indeed running, then she must be running. It could only be that she didn't come today, or she missed the time.

Just when she was thinking so, someone behind her stammered and said, "Xu Xu Ziran? Why are you here?"

Xu Ziran turned around and saw Qiu Yurou walking out of the morning light with a towel, her hairy hair on the temples was dyed by the rising sun and turned into a blurred halo. It is a fresh and lovely plant.