In the blink of an eye, Wei Wuxian has lived in the house in Caiyi Town for more than two months, and it will be New Year's Eve in more than a month. At the end of each year, Lan Wangji, an immortal governor, is extremely busy. Even so, he would rather push official business to stay up late after Wei Ying slept, and squeeze out time to accompany him. It is precisely because of his careful care that Wei Wuxian's face has mellowed a lot, but his speech is still not very neat
Jin Guangyao, who was next door, ran to them every day with nothing to do. After being hit by Lan Wangji, many white eyes were still tireless. In his words, he wanted to atone for his past mistakes...
But what Wei Wuxian saw was clearly coming to eat and drink
"Wei Ying, this year's talk meeting will be held at Jinlintai. Do you want to go? If you don't go, then I will push it
Jin Lintai was some distance away from Caiyi Town. In Wei Wuxian's situation, Lan Wangji would not take him to Yujian. If he took a carriage, the road was bumpy, and he felt even more distressed
- - It doesn't make sense for you to not go to the dignified Immortal Governor. Go, I haven't seen Jin Ling and Senior Sister for a long time. Go see them
Because of the difficulty of speaking, he always couldn't articulate clearly. Wei Wuxian simply didn't bother to speak and wrote directly with a pen
"Well, let's go tomorrow, slow down on the road, you take a break first, I'll go to the kitchen to have a look, where your favorite lotus root ribs soup is stewed"
Hearing the lotus root and ribs soup, Wei Wuxian frowned and felt a little queasy
"What's wrong? Not feeling well?"
Lan Wangji saw that something was wrong with him
"No... it's okay, you go..."
...
"Vomit... cough cough cough"
Lan Wangji had just walked into the house with the soup, and Wei Wuxian, who smelled the smell, suddenly retched
"Wei Ying -"
"Take it away... quick... take it away... oh..."
Lan Wangji was so frightened that he almost threw the bowl out of his hand
He stuffed the soup into the hands of the butler who came over when he heard the news, ran to Wei Wuxian a few steps, and patted him on the back
"How's it going? Did you eat a bad stomach?"
That's impossible too. Everything Wei Ying ate was selected and made by himself, so there couldn't be a problem. If the problem wasn't eating, could it be that his body had changed again?
"Vomit..."
Wei Wuxian felt that his internal organs were about to vomit out, but in fact, he couldn't spit out anything
...
"Are you still suffering?"
After a long while, Wei Wuxian's chest was still undulating, nestled in Lan Wangji's arms and gasped slightly
"Lan Zhan, I want to... eat sour plums"
Wei Wuxian said weakly
Lan Wangji stroked his face and paused
Where are the sour plums in this season?
But Wei Ying said he wanted to eat...
"Okay, you sleep for a while, I'll buy it for you"
Lan Wangji put people to sleep, ordered people to look at Wei Wuxian, and quickly walked out of the house...
...
When Lan Wangji came back, Wei Wuxian had already woken up and stared at the door. When he saw Lan Wangji, his eyes lit up instantly
"Wei Ying, I didn't buy the sour plum"
Lan Wangji's expression is very lost
"Will dried sour plums work?"
"Uh uh uh"
Wei Wuxian nodded again and again, snatched the dried sour plums handed over by Lan Xingji, and stuffed them into his mouth indiscriminately
"Slow down, be careful of choking"
Lan Wangji stroked his hair lightly, and his face was distressed. In the past few months, he has tried his best to cook for him every day, but he can't eat much. I didn't expect that the small dried sour plums would make him eat so happy
"Lan Zhan... still... any more?"
A small bag of sour plums was eaten up by Wei Wuxian in a short while, and he looked pitifully at Lan Wangji again
"Yes, but don't eat it today, the teeth will not be able to take it"
Lan Wangji took out the Qiankun bag, poured out all the things inside, and piled up a table full of them
He bought all the boss's inventory
"No, there are so many, but I can only eat a few a day. I'll put it away and give it to you tomorrow."
Wei Wuxian's eyes rotated with Lan Wuji's movements, and he swallowed
"Here, here, give me... one... just... one."