About my hopeless brother and sister

The would-be president's body shuddered violently, a few blushes took over her face, and she shyly pulled the blanket over her face, her whole body shrinking into a ball as if the blanket was a castle that couldn't be broken.

"Stupid brother..."

It's only when she's sick that she reacts so softly. If I were to do that on a normal day, I'd probably be pushed over.

"You can sleep for a while, I'm going out to take a look and buy some fruit on the way back."

Looking at the time, it's about time, at this time Song Yixin is also out of school, right? I'll go check out the supermarket and buy some fruit to come back. To tell you the truth, what fruit is on sale in early spring? There are no special fruits in early spring, but rather oranges and apples and bananas in winter.

Maybe it would be better for the current chairman to take a vitamin C supplement? So it's the sourer foods? So look at it this way, it's...um...orange?

Orange porridge...not that I can't make it, but why do I instinctively not want to go to the orange side? Maybe it's because eating oranges all winter has made me temporarily nauseated by the fruit. No, no, no, I don't think oranges are suitable for patients at this time of year.

Oranges are a cold food?

I went over to the apples and looked at the essential winter fruit, which is apples. There's basically no other fruit that tastes better in the winter, although there's basically no fruit that you can't buy now, but those fruits aren't very tasty or too expensive, so it's basically just apples and oranges and bananas to survive the winter.

Apples are supposed to be good for the sick, right? I'll make apple porridge then. But wouldn't it be a bit monotonous if I just put apples in it? I don't think it tastes good with just apples, and isn't it nutritious enough? It's got to be enough protein intake, but I can't add meat to it now, I guess....

I thought about what else I had in the house, milk it is. I was going to have rice porridge, but since I bought apples, milk would go better with it, better put some oats in it.

"Ah, Qin Feng? What a coincidence, looks like you're ready to do something? What a Qin Feng, I promised I'd cook."

I turned back with the apple and saw Song Yixin's smiling face, she was carrying a shopping basket with a few oranges in it. She walked over to me and picked up an apple, then looked at me with a smile and said, "What is Qin Feng planning to do? I'll see if we've thought of going together."

"We're buying different things, definitely not making the same things."

Song Yixin handed me that apple, then threw back the few I had picked and said, "Don't pick the ones with bruises, and the ones you picked are so small."

"I think the smaller ones might be sweeter..."

"Not really, it's not like the sugar content of apples is fixed, who says the smaller they are, the sweeter they are. And does Chairman Qin Yun like them crispier or softer?"

Song Yixin picked up an apple and squeezed it with her slender fingers, looking at me and asking.

"Ah...um...crunchy."

"Then it's this kind of one, you squeeze it with your hand, if it moves easily then it's sweeter, then knock it, if the echo is crisp then it's a crisp apple. Also, this kind of apple that has a pockmark is sweeter. It's a bit uglier, but with the skin off it's all the same."

Educated ah... I was really not very good at picking apples before, for me it's just looking at the size, well, almost this big, looking at the shape, hey this one is better looking then. When I buy a watermelon though, I'll hold it up and knock it, but I don't actually know what the point of that is....

Song Yixin was really a capable home-keeper, where else could there be such girls nowadays. Most girls nowadays can't even tell the difference between pork and beef, let alone these crafts.

Song Yixin handed me a few apples, then looked at my shopping basket and said, "Qin Feng you still haven't told me what you're going to cook."

"Ah, I'm going to make apple milk and oatmeal porridge."

"Is it okay if it's that sweet? I thought the President had a cough?"

"It should be fine, these don't irritate the throat, I guess."

Reasoning that these shouldn't be that sweet, I'm not going to put sugar in them. The oats aren't bought in oat packets, they're pure oats, so it doesn't happen that they're too sweet to drink.

"Then my words... I won't make orange porridge."

Song Yixin looked at the oranges inside her shopping basket, smiled, and said, "It's still up to the master, but it's okay if I make one for afterwards."

"Well, what are you going to make with the oranges?"

I looked at Song Yixin, not quite understanding. I seldom do anything with fruits; I see them as what they are for raw food, and I almost never use them as ingredients.

"Let's steam a salt orange, to stop the President's cough. But this salt orange tastes very bad, so maybe it should be used before your porridge."

Song Yixin smiled back as she walked ahead.

"You know how to steam oranges?"

"Well, I would, rather, it should be mandatory, I guess. Ginger soup with coke for colds and flu, steamed oranges with pear juice for coughs, green bean soup for detoxification in the summer or something. Aren't these all supposed to be essential recipes."

Song Yixin said with a proud look on her face, it's really rare for a girl to still be able to take this as pride now, if I said I was going to get married, then I would definitely choose Song Yixin ah. Song Yixin is totally a girl who is built to be a perfect wife ah, with Song Yixin, I guess I don't even have to worry about food and drink, making sure that I won't repeat myself.

"Song Yixin, you're really fit to be a wife ah..."

I say this from the bottom of my heart, just as that German boy practiced his gong from the bottom of his heart, I don't have any flattery in this sentence, frankly and honestly.

The back that walked in front of me immediately stopped, Song Yixin turned back stiffly, like a broken robot, the crimson color covering her entire face and spreading to behind her ears. She looked at me with a strange look and stammered, "You... you... what did you just say?"

"Sorry for offending you?"

"No, no...no...no...no...um...um...that...that...I...I'm...not...nor...wife or anything...that...that..."

Song Yixin stammered without saying a complete sentence, shaking with her head down. I was a little confused as to whether I had said something outrageous? It's a little too much to say if this is shyness....

"I... I... do wives and stuff... Qin Feng... before I can..."

What are you talking about, young lady... I didn't understand you... There's nothing in your words, ah, no, there's a subject. But what's behind it all I don't know at all.

I walked over to Song Yixin, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Alright, alright, let's go back first, this time, thank you so much for coming to help, Song Yixin."

"Ah... um..."

Song Yixin's face lowered in embarrassment and put on a gentle smile to look at me, standing beside me and waiting for the line.

"Well, let's... go home..."

Chapter 160 about my kitchen episode.

So then it's time to face these fruits that I don't normally use as ingredients.

"Do you cut the apple into pieces or slices?"

I picked up the knife, weighed the apples, and asked Song Yixin. It's true that I'm not good at cooking this kind of stuff, I have no problem with normal meals, but I'm completely inept at things like making porridge, and I can't say that I'm completely inept, at least I'm not that skilled, I don't usually have the leisure to prepare these things because no one at home needs them.

When we came back, the chairman was cowering on the sofa and seemed to be asleep. Her breathing was very steady, and she seemed to be fine, except that her health might not be too good. The fever should have gone down, but the most important thing is to stop the cough and recover.

At this moment, Song Yixin and I were standing side by side in the kitchen. Song Yixin had tied her hair up and combed a simple ponytail at the back of her head, revealing the side of her face and the back of her neck, which was as smooth as jade.

I could see why some times it was a tease to have your hair up and show your neck.

"It's all pretty much the same, but I think it's better to have a piece if you want to feed it. Because it's convenient for the President to bite."

Song Yixin peeled the apple beside me, her slender fingers squeezing the apple, the fruit knife deftly spinning it, a long string of skin descending evenly, not breaking at all.

"How did you know I was going to feed."

"Guess, and isn't it normal to feed when you're taking care of a patient?"

Song Yixin smiled as she sliced the apple open and began to cut it into evenly sized pieces, she was very skilled and looked like a well-trained chef. I prefer to put spices in my cooking, Song Yixin is lighter, and not too fond of the meat department, mostly using vegetables as ingredients.