love letter from the down and out

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sat on both sides of the studio to receive gold mediation.Ji Wanxuan read it in a daze for a long time before he understood that their relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had not yet been stamped by the Civil Affairs Bureau-due to the sharp conflicts between the two sides, the boy couldn't stand it so he went to Africa to do volunteer work, and his mother and girlfriend couldn't contact him. , so let's do a show together to see if we can reconcile.The middle-aged woman began to cry before she could say anything, and Ji Wanxuan watched with relish while chewing on her nails.Shen Fang who just came out of the kitchen: "...It's time to eat." Ji Wanxuan pulled his hand away and turned around, blinking innocently.Shen Fang: "Wash your hands first." Ji Wanxuan: "..." Since they really didn't know what to eat outside, they finally decided to go to the nearby Shen Fang's house and have the doctor cook a healthy meal.It was completely dark, Ji Wanxuan dried his hands, walked into the restaurant under the warm light, and saw a table full of vegetables and vegetable soup.Ji Wanxuan: "..." Who gave him the illusion that intellectuals are good at cooking, Jiang Yunqing?Aunt, I miss you so much.Shen Fang sat at the dining table and coughed lightly: "Your illness is not completely cured yet, eat lightly..." No matter how light it is, you can't stir-fry three kinds of vegetables in four dishes.He couldn't speak anymore, he frowned and wanted to order takeaway with his mobile phone, but Ji Wanxuan was already seated opposite.Shen Fang hasn't entertained guests for a long time, and even forgot to take the bowl.Ji Wanxuan took down two goblets from the shelf at hand, scooped up half a cup of vegetable soup with a spoon, and pushed a cup towards Shen Fang. "Cheers?" Shen Fang was pleased by his success and clinked glasses with Ji Wanxuan.The young man on the opposite side swallowed the warm clear soup, took another cup in surprise and began to sip.It's quite delicious.Shen Fang took out two washed bowls from the cupboard, indicating that Mr. Ji's eating style could be more ordinary.Ji Wanxuan took his first mouthful of cabbage, and exclaimed, "You cook deliciously." Encouraged, he picked another chopsticks of lettuce and put it in his mouth. He squinted tightly.One mouthful is delicious, one mouthful is very salty, and Dr. Shen can make the lettuce so hard to eat. It's really amazing.Shen Fang saw something was wrong, so he took a sip, and said to himself: "...so bland, why." Because you didn't sprinkle the salt evenly.Ji Wanxuan struggled to swallow the vegetable leaves, preventing Shen Fang from going back to the pot and adding some salt: "I think these are enough, four dishes and one soup for two people is too much." Shen Fang hesitated: "Really Is it?" Ji Wanxuan nodded vigorously, and quickly tried the remaining two vinegared cabbage and vinegared potato shreds to show his sincerity.Very good, except that the shredded potatoes are a bit sour, everything else is very good.Shen Fang felt relieved, and served another bowl of rice for the two of them.Fortunately, the rice is neither soft nor hard, just right.While Ji Wanxuan moved his chopsticks evenly among these different dishes carefully, he secretly looked at Shen Fang's expression.It's too strong. Apart from the fact that the lettuce was evaluated as "so bland" at the beginning, he didn't show any strange expressions afterwards.Why?Ji Wanxuan was puzzled.Is it because Shen Fang loses his sense of taste after eating the dishes he made?Or is there something wrong with your own tongue?No way, what he ate today was tasteless, so he felt too salty and too sour. Is Shen Fang really invulnerable to all poisons?Ji Wanxuan took a bite and peeked three times. No matter how prudent Ren Chenfang was, he couldn't keep pretending to be blind.He sighed in his heart, put down his chopsticks and wanted to chat with Mr. Ji, but there was another burst of heart-piercing cries from the TV in the living room.Shen Fang: "..." Ji Wanxuan was so curious that he listened to the mediator's cold and harsh accusations, and said with a sideways face: "My neighbor's uncle really likes this show. At that time, after eating every day, I would watch it Listening while doing homework in the yard." In the past few years of studying abroad, if he really misses any local specialties, it's not the pancakes and fruits at the entrance of Hutong, but this true feelings column that has almost never been revised.Over the years, nothing seems to have changed except that the studio has changed from small to large, the calmness of the mediator hit the nail on the head, the bitterness of the market and the tears of reconciliation.very nice.Let those who return from afar feel at ease.Xiao Ji writes science homework very fast, but he always slows down when it comes to his favorite part of composition, and writes slowly amidst the trivial people's caressing.For a long time, Ji Wanxuan's Chinese teacher suspected that his extracurricular reading was "Story Club".Because others wrote that Sima Qian wrote about the apple tree in Washington, he wrote "Xiao Wan donated 8 yuan of hard-earned money throughout the year, but was mistaken by Director Chen and his wife for a thief."But he is clear and fluent in writing, and his exposition is beyond reproach.Teacher Kong sighed, but in the end he didn't remove him from the excellent composition of the grade tour exhibition, but just moved his typesetting to an inconspicuous corner.Shen Fang also remembered: "I have read your composition." Ji Wanxuan was surprised: "Really?" He had seen Shen Fang's desk, and he used the excellent composition printed out after every exam. It's time to pad the lunch box.Shen Fang nodded: "One time when I ate instant noodles, I dripped a large piece of oil, which happened to drop on 'Xiao Wan, Nana and Fatty were shocked'." After flipping through the first few pages, I was sure that there was nothing strange mixed in.At that time, Shen Fang had already entered the third year of high school and became one of the oldest group of people in this school.The copied handwriting on the paper was familiar yet unfamiliar, and it had not been long since he first received this stack of paper and stuffed it into the table basket.It was so long that the memory of the past had begun to blur, but it was so short that when he saw these lines of handwriting washed with oil, he recognized the composition at a glance.Ji Wanxuan had a face of "I knew it was like this", and propped her chin up helplessly. "I still have a lot of materials that I haven't used. I was planning to show off my skills in the college entrance examination, but I didn't expect that the composition topic of the national paper that year was to let everyone talk about how to learn Chinese. I have saved a basket of parents who have short stories and have nowhere to put them. " Shen Fang's brows and eyes also stretched: "But you did well in the exam." As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned.Ji Wanxuan's college entrance examination took place in Melbourne. He did the papers according to the time rules. He always deceived himself that he was also a serious person who had taken the college entrance examination. It's not surprising that he blurted out such words.But how did Shen Fang know how much he took the exam in the end.It is impossible for the teachers to put his grades that don't count in the letter. Only Gu Chenxing will publicly execute him in the circle of friends.Ji Wanxuan still remembers that Shen Fang didn't like it at that time.Only Zhang Lenin had a relationship with senior two and senior three, and Little Glasses blocked all of them after Ji Wanxuan left without saying goodbye.Shen Fang lowered his eyelids and didn't speak.Ji Wanxuan took a mouthful of sour potato shreds that looked like pickled potatoes without changing his face, and smiled: "You did well in the exam." Yanda Medical School is extremely strict even for local candidates. There are only a handful of people.But Shen Fang did so well in the exam, in fact, he could have gone to a higher platform.The two briefly praised each other for a round, and suddenly they had nothing to say. They just cleaned up the four dishes in silence amidst the sound of the TV—not even lettuce left.After the meal, Ji Wanxuan wanted to help, but was stopped by Shen Fang: "It's okay, just leave it alone, and my aunt will come to clean it up tomorrow." It's nice to have money.Ji Wanxuan gave a "hmm", and was hesitating whether to go back to watch TV with his hands tied, when the mobile phone on the dining table rang.The Christmas photo of Xue Jiayin and him jumped on the screen, and Ji Wanxuan laughed especially silly.He quickly picked up the phone and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, wait a minute." Shen Fang nodded.Ji Panyi walked to the balcony to connect the transnational phone, and the noisy music sounded with Xue Jiazhang's dumb metallic voice: "JA.VEN, I want to be happy to die ah ah ah!" Happiness is easier to pass more easily than sadness than sadness. , Ji Wanxuan involuntarily raised the corners of his lips, pressed his voice and scolded him weakly: "Singer, when will you learn to calculate the time difference before making a call?" The voice of the call became lower behind the balcony door, as if again Pulled away as if crossed the Pacific Ocean.Shen Fang paused with his fingers on the table, then lowered his head and picked up the dishes.Ji Wanxuan was very perfunctory with Xue Jiayin. Although the singer was very annoying tonight, he still managed to end the call quickly.When she opened the sliding door and entered the room, Ji Wanxuan was a little surprised to hear the sound of water coming from the kitchen.It's not that there is an aunt to clean up, just put it there. ...Is it because you don't know how long he will be on the phone?Ji Wanxuan walked to the kitchen door lightly, looked at Shen Fang's long back, and said sorry: "I'm sorry, if I don't answer, he will keep calling tonight..." "When are you leaving?" Shen Fang didn't look back.Ji Wanxuan froze for a moment, with a slightly embarrassing expression on his face: "I'm calling a taxi now, soon..." Shen Fang threw the plate into the sink, turned his head and strode forward, grabbing Ji Wanxuan's wrist and He pushed against the refrigerator door.He lowered his head close to Ji Wanxuan's forehead, but his eyes were tightly closed, as if he was enduring something. "When are you going back to Australia? Going back to the southern hemisphere? How long will it take you to come back this time?" The faucet spewed almost white water jets like money, and the kitchen lights were half turned on. They just happened to be standing in the dark, and they could still hear the sound See the background music in the living room as the show draws to a close.Ji Wanxuan moved his wrist helplessly, but was clenched even tighter.Shen Fang opened his eyes, showing an almost injured expression. "Am I so... unbearable for you?" What was he saying.Ji Wanxuan opened her mouth, her voice trembling like a newborn baby quail: "...I won't go back." Shen Fang didn't seem to understand, his brows still frowned sadly.Ji Wanxuan spent a lot of effort to catch the three souls and seven souls back,