C21 Make Breakfast (1/2)

He was still in a daze, as if he heard the sound of his parents opening the courtyard and returning. Pang Xia only felt that his entire body was drenched in sweat, and knew that he probably had a fever. He didn't get up to take a look, but instead covered himself in blankets.

When Pang Xia woke up the next morning, the time displayed on his phone was 5: 30. Although he felt a little dizzy, it was already much better than last night. He couldn't fall asleep on both sides, so Pang Xia got up from his bed.

When Pang Xia opened the door, he was very careful, afraid that he would wake Lee Jingxing up. He did not expect that the moment he walked into the living room, before he even had the chance to change his clothes, the door to his bedroom was pushed open. Lee Jingxing walked out from inside in his pajamas, and the two of them were stunned when they saw each other.

Didn't this person ask him to come over at seven to make breakfast? Why did he wake up at 6: 30?

”Mr Lee …”

Just as Pang Xia wanted to ask whether she had disturbed his rest, Lee Jingxing suddenly frowned: ”Xia, are you unwell? ”His face doesn't look too good.”

”Ah?” ”Is that so?” Pang Xia caressed his face. He had washed his face in the morning and never looked in the mirror, so he didn't know that his face was a little yellow.

Lee Jingxing walked over, poured himself a cup of water, helped Pang Xia pour another cup, and handed it over to him.

Pang Xia embarrassedly accepted the cup with both hands: ”Thank you.”

Lee Jingxing shook his head. Upon seeing Pang Xia's ugly expression up close, he said: ”If you're not feeling well, you should go back and rest. I'll inform the Vice Chairman that we'll be going to the dining area for lunch.”

”No need.” Pang Xia waved his hands, was he being cared for? It was actually quite fun, ”I just caught a cold last night, and after covering the entire night I'm fine, just that my face did not recover immediately, Mr Lee need not be too worried, my body has been so strong since I was young.”

As Pang Xia spoke, he patted himself on the chest. Lee Jingxing laughed at him and began to tease Pang Xia, ”If even an ox grows up to be your own, then the owners of the farm will have to jump off a building.”

”Didn't you see? Although I look thin, my body is full of muscles. If you compare me to the absolute heavyweight …” That's not right! ” Pang Xia came back to reality, ”Mr Lee, I was just making an analogy with you, are you really forcing me onto a difficult path to walk!?”

”Is that so?” Lee Jingxing's smile became even wider.

Pang Xia sighed helplessly, he knew that he couldn't win against this man, if he continued speaking, he would become an ox. He quickly stopped and said: ”Alright, I won't talk anymore, I'll go make breakfast for you first, if not you'll be hungry later.”

”No, I didn't lie to you when I said I would eat breakfast at 8 o'clock yesterday. The reason I'm up so early is because I've grown up.”

”Is that so? Then what are you going to do later?” After all, there was still more than an hour before eight o'clock.

”Gym, does Xia want to go together?”

”No need!” Pang Xia feared sports the most. When he was young, when he was doing farm work, he would always be tired out. He really didn't understand why those rich people would waste so much time and effort on him.

Seeing through Pang Xia's thoughts, Lee Jingxing did not force him. ”Alright then, breakfast and porridge is good enough. You decide for yourself, I'll go wash the porridge first.”

”Alright!”

Pang Xia realized that although Lee Jingxing had grown up abroad, he seemed to eat the same food and drinks that had been raised in China. He found that Lee Jingxing was actually a little bit older than he was, and that this could be considered as a sign of patriotism.

As a result, Pang Xia who was in a good mood not only made a bowl of vegetable porridge, but also prepared a Soup Dumplings that he made himself. Speaking of which, he even learnt this from the Pang's Mother, which was not as delicious as the Pang's Father, but the Soup Dumplings and the other things that were made from the Soup Dumplings were much better than what was sold in the shop.

Making the sautéed cake required some time, other than rolling the noodles, there was also the need to hang the rolled noodles for half an hour, then fry the meat, ginger, octagonal, garlic, and seasonings. Seeing that the onions were his favorite, Pang Xia liked to eat them himself, so he added some of them without thinking too much into it. Fortunately, Pang Xia had come early today and made the vegetable porridge and the sautéed cake just in time to arrive at eight o'clock.

Pang Xia carried all the things onto the table. Lee Jingxing had probably just finished his bath and was wearing a white cotton shirt with gray pants. He took a light breath and praised, ”It smells so good.”