Chapter 983 The feeling of home

   Hearing this voice, Tang Ye's eyes lit up, and he only felt that the surrounding air became much fresher, maybe this person could break the embarrassment between him and Li Qingtian with another person.

   Who is the person who can't come.

   Soon, the door was knocked, and a woman's voice sounded outside.

   "Marshal, your dinner is here."

After listening, Tang Ye glanced at Li Qingtian, then turned to look out the door. The door was also opened at this moment, and a woman in her thirties was exposed, holding a dinner plate in her hand, before the door opened. For a moment, she saw that Li Qingtian was a little confused.

   There is a strange woman in the Marshal's house.

  The woman was carrying the dinner plate, not knowing what to do next.

  Tang Ye turned his head to look at Li Qingtian, and said politely, "Wait here."

  Li Qingtian's eyes flashed with emotion and nodded.

   "Okay, you go."

"Um."

Tang Ye nodded, got up from the sofa, came to the woman at the door, and looked at the dinner plate in the woman's hand. It was only for one person, but there were two people in the room, so it's hard to tell the difference. , glanced at Li Qingtian again, Tang Ye couldn't help frowning.

"Go back and get a copy." Tang Ye said to the woman, but just after he finished speaking, he noticed that Li Qingtian had stood up from the sofa, walked over to him, and looked at the table in the woman's hand. The food on her face was a bit strange, and she didn't know whether it was because the woman only brought food for one person, which made her feel dissatisfied or because she felt that such a meal was too extravagant.

   She pointed to the direction of the kitchen and asked Tang Ye, "Is there any food in the kitchen?"

   The light in the refrigerator was on, obviously there was food in it, Tang Ye didn't finish, because he had never seen it, but in order to ensure that he could turn on a small stove when he didn't eat, there should be some food in the refrigerator.

   Before he could speak, the woman replied, "This..." Her tone was a little stunned at first, but soon returned to normal, and continued: "There is in the refrigerator, and it will be changed every day."

   "Okay, take these back for others to eat, I'll get them here."

"But... Marshal..." The woman didn't react, she reminded Li Qingtian that the food that Tang Ye eats are all of that kind of heavy taste, either the spicier the better, or the sweeter the better, and the taste is a little lighter. The marshal seemed to have lost his sense of taste and could not taste anything.

   But before she could finish her words, she saw Tang Ye wave her hand at her, indicating that she could leave. The woman could only nod her head and walked to the elevator with her dinner plate to leave.

   After she left, Li Qingtian closed the door, then walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator inside. She saw a dazzling array of food, which was nothing like before the end of the world.

   "It seems that your life is not so bad."

With her back to Tang Ye, she said such a sentence. Tang Ye knew that she was speaking to herself. From her tone, Tang Ye could hear Li Qingtian's relaxation, and seemed to know that her closest person was there. The worst of times don't take the relief of suffering from someone who worries them.

   He didn't speak, looking at the figure, in his eyes, her back seemed to emit a soft light, warming his heart.

Li Qingtian took out a few ingredients from the refrigerator, took off the chopping board hanging on the wall, placed it neatly, then put the ingredients for cooking on it, turned around and said to Tang Ye with a smile: "He Nian, you have been long Didn't you eat your sister's meal?"

   Tang Ye opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word, he could only nod his head in agreement.

   "Then you wait a moment, it will be fine soon."

Tang Ye still nodded, Li Qingtian didn't speak, Tang Ye sat back on the sofa, and his room returned to quiet at this time, which made the air around him a lot easier, not facing Li Qingtian that tension.

   Soon, Nuan wrapped his own wrap, but unconsciously thinking that there was another Li Qingtian in the kitchen, his hand couldn't help clenching tightly.

   "No, no, she is Li Qingtian, but she is not Li Henian, and I am not Li Henian. I'm afraid of what she will do."

  Tang Ye shook his head and tried his best to restore calm.

   Outside the window facing the outside, under the sunlight, the shadows of the trees swirled and the wind was blowing. The quiet time made Tang Ye feel that everything was wonderful.

However, he heard the sound of the pot being placed on the stove in the kitchen, the sound of the stove being fired, the sound of the dish being evenly cut on the ingredients, the sound of the chopping board clacking, and the introduction of cold oil. There is a slight sizzling sound when the pot is hot, and then there is the sound of the cut ingredients being poured into the pot.

All of this is very familiar, just like when I came back from school at that time, sitting on the sofa waiting for my sister or parents to put the meal on the table and start it, but the only difference is that there is no TV series for Tang Ye now. To relieve boredom, you can only do this and wait.

Soon, it was not the smell that he was familiar with before wafting out of the kitchen. Tang Ye smelled it, and it was not as attractive as the chefs of the five-star hotels in the Liantong District before the end of the world. Ordinary home-cooked food, nothing special, but it gives a sense of home, a sense of happiness.

Tang Ye sucked his nose hard, and asked about the smell of the zombie's nose, which had a very weak perception of the taste of human food. It was very strange. It seemed that Li Qingtian liked to eat human food after he became a zombie. Tang Ye smelled the familiar spicy taste.

   There is also salt. I don’t know if Li Qingtian’s cooking skills are not good enough to put too much salt, or because he knows that Tang Ye has a strong taste, so he deliberately put more salt.

After a while, Li Qingtian came out of the kitchen with a plate of dishes in one hand, put the dishes on the table in front of Tang Ye, smiled at him, and entered the kitchen again. Plates of dishes are placed on the table one by one, and the whole room is filled with the aroma of the dishes.

   "Okay, let's start."

   He dug out two bowls of rice from the rice cooker, handed one to Tang Ye, and held the other in his hand.

Tang Ye was a little stunned with the bowl in his hand. Li Qingtian didn't know that he wouldn't eat unless necessary, because he had a heavy taste, and even lighter meals couldn't taste good, and white rice would be even better. It’s light, there is no difference between eating it in the mouth and chewing wax, and even if human food is eaten into one’s own stomach, it will not replenish much energy. If you want to eat all you can, Tang Ye can eat Liantong alone in a day. One-tenth of the region's grain reserves.

   Therefore, Tang Ye didn't eat when he came out, he only ate vegetables, so-called every meal was just a taste.

   (end of this chapter)