Qin Zijin enters the door to change slippers and sees Shen Qingshi's back flash into the second floor.

Aunt Yun was waiting at the door: "madam, if you have time, can you teach me how to cook porridge? You don't have to get up early. I'll cook it for you

Aunt Yun gave a smile and explained, "the porridge you cooked is very delicious, sir likes it very much."

"Good." Qin Zijin answers: "I go upstairs to change a dress."

Qin Zijin went upstairs to change a set of household clothes and began to teach aunt Yun to cook porridge.

Rice water ratio, time, mixing method

Qin Zijin talks in detail, and aunt Yun takes notes while operating.

after more than half an hour, the porridge has begun to smell light. Qin Zijin leans against the kitchen door to listen to Aunt Yun.

"In the past, my husband seldom had breakfast, had irregular work and rest, and was busy with work, so he was prone to health problems." Aunt Yun's tone is full of regret.

Qin Zijin nodded silently, so he said that people are iron and rice is steel. It's no good not to eat a meal.

Diseases are treated equally, regardless of whether you are a commoner or a hundred billion rich people.

"Cough..."

Suddenly from the direction of the living room came a man's cough, Qin Zijin turned his head to look at the past, the man changed a set of gray household clothes, is waving to her.

Qin Zijin discerns interest to walk past: "how?"

"Don't you want to blow my hair?" Asked the man, with a low voice and flat brows and eyes, unable to distinguish the emotion.

Qin Zijin found that the man washed his head, as if only wiped, and there are small drops of water falling on the tip of his hair, crystal clear, more lining the man's facial features, such as ink painting.

"OK, you wait for me, I'll get the hair dryer."

Qin Zijin finished and ran up, soon ran down with a hair dryer, the man has been in the window of the small sofa seat.

Qin Zijin adjusted the hair dryer well: "I want to start."

The familiar sound of the wind was ringing overhead, the smell of green apples lingered around, and Shen Qingshi's heart faintly raised expectations.

Soon, Qin Zijin around his body, he subconsciously looked at the past, eyebrows micro can not be checked wrinkled.

Today, Qin Zijin is wearing a sportswear. It's not oversize. The pale yellow collar is pasted on the scallion white neck. Only the elegant clavicle looms

Shen Qingshi's heart is suddenly filled with a sense of loss.

Until Qin Zijin stopped the action, observed his work, and said with a smile: "blow well, really handsome!"

Shen Qingshi light should a ask: "how didn't wear yesterday's home clothes?"

"What happened yesterday?" Qin Zijin thought: "Oh, that set is too naive..."

The pink doll is a bit unsuitable for her married woman.

"No, it's beautiful." The man said, although the tone is light, but the look is very serious.

Qin Zijin Leng for a moment, it seems that online said right, some men look at the more mature, the more like pink that kind of girl things.

"Well, I'll wear that later." Qin Zijin is also very serious.

He has only half a year to live, so a simple little request can still be accepted.

Shen Qingshi nodded and suddenly felt a little rogue.

He gave a shallow cough: "go to bed early."

Qin Zijin nodded his head, the mobile phone suddenly rang out, looked at the caller ID, she walked a few steps to answer.

"Hello, director Xu I'm home. Sorry I was busy just now. I forgot to tell you All right, director. Goodbye. "

Hang up the phone, Qin Zijin breathed a sigh, turned his head and found that the man was staring at her.

"Who's calling?" Asked the man.

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