Schrödinger's straight man

Yao Ruolin's third cousin said that his mother would not come back within three to five days after she went to the temple to burn incense, so Qin Shaoyou calculated the date, and it took another week before she came uninvited with some New Year's goods.

This day coincided with his rotation, so he got up early to cook a pot of eight-treasure porridge to practice his skills.When he was just learning to cook, Qin Shaoyou practiced his unique skill of cooking porridge and steaming egg custard so that his grandma with bad teeth could eat some freshly cooked soft food. Later, he took care of the tastes of his ex-girlfriend and roommates and followed their recipes. He has learned a lot of tricks, dabbling in all eight major cuisines in China, sweet and sour abroad.If the things learned are mixed, the craftsmanship is naturally not pure. In addition, Yao Ruolin is a person who looks thin, like a wicker, and the wind will blow it away. In fact, he has a very good appetite and can eat and sleep.Qin Shaoyou rarely cooks bland porridge at home, fearing that he won't be full.

But since Yao's mother believed in Buddhism, her life habits have become full of rules and regulations. In addition to daily homework, she also has to eat fast regularly.Qin Shaoyou could only do what he liked, and put in the effort to study how to make vegetarian dishes with unique flavors, but he didn't dare to let Yao's mother find out that he made it in a hurry, so he took the three meals a day at home as practice.

Yao Ruolin knows how to eat. As long as the food like porridge is not boiled, he can't taste much difference. It's just that the one bought from outside will be thinner and sweeter; the one made at home is thicker and the rice fragrance is stronger.He held the hot spoonful of porridge to his lips and blew it, swallowed it without chewing, and choked out a sentence for a long time: "The white kidney beans and lotus seeds are not cooked enough."

Qin Shaoyou took a sip of the spoon he had eaten, and chewed slowly, feeling that the white kidney beans were a bit hard.So I washed the rice and beans again, and took pains to cook a pot of sticky and rotten porridge.

Seeing that he planned to spend the whole morning competing with these rice grains and beans, Yao Ruolin was so obsessed to the point of madness, he felt distressed and helpless and teased him: "I don't think your wife should buy a house at all, but take it out to open a restaurant, and you are in charge of it." , I am in charge of publicity and marketing. Maybe in ten years, there will be a famous Stephen Qin in this city."

Qin Shaoyou understood that Yao Ruolin was making fun of Zhou Xingchi's movie "The God of Cookery", and touched his chin pretending to think about the feasibility of the idea: "As expected of Yao's prince, he has a pair of piercing eyes at a young age, and he aimed at The business opportunity in me. Why don't you choose a prosperous shop for me after the Chinese New Year is over?"

Yao Ruolin pinched his sharp face. The skin was quite thick, but there was not much flesh: "He has a big head and a thick neck. He is either a rich man or a chef. If you really open a restaurant, the middle-aged man will become a big man." What can I do with a handsome and cooky character?"

Half of the meaning was hidden in the words, but Qin Shaoyou seemed to have a sympathy, and said with a smirk: "Being oppressed by a fat man every day, you will not be able to sleep, right? I will feed you too." That's enough, we are blessed to share and grow together." He scooped up another bowl of porridge, and fed Yao Ruolin to eat it all.

Recently, the climate has warmed up a bit, and the sky is clear and the air is clear for several days in a row.Qin Shaoyou was afraid that Yao's mother would go out for activities in the afternoon, and she would miss out again, so he specially came to the door at the time of lunch.Yao Ruolin said "Let her go", but he still couldn't let go of his mother who had a sudden change in temperament, and insisted on facing the storm with Qin Shaoyou after pushing the company's affairs.

Qin Shaoyou was worried about the last time Yao's mother had a dispute with Yao Ruolin, and she suspected that she had poured tea on him. He felt that Yao Ruolin's mother was also a needle in the needle, and her ruthlessness was definitely not as gentle and kind as it appeared on the surface.After entering the door, they have been quietly separated between their mother and son, and if there is a conflict, they can immediately protect Yao Ruolin.

Yao Ruolin didn't take it seriously, no matter how stupid his own son was, a mother would not want to do anything to him.After nearly a month of cold war, when we saw each other face to face, I saw my thin and petite mother with her bare face facing the sky, her black hair mixed with bits and pieces of gray and white, a color I hadn't noticed before.After all, he still couldn't hold back the natural kinship, stepped forward and took his mother's hand, and slowly accompanied her down the stairs.

Qin Shaoyou lowered his head and kept silent, following them step by step. Mother Yao couldn't see him, but she could clearly see his tall projection: "Why are you back again?"

It's still the soft, waxy and crisp Wu dialect accent, but it lacks some emotional expression, and it is calm like a spring water that does not stir up waves.

Yao Ruolin acted coquettishly, and shouted, "Mom—I've been busy in the company for half a month, and you didn't even call me to ask me when I'm going to take the annual leave. After the reunion dinner on New Year's Eve, I'm planning to go to Hainan or Hong Kong." Chinese New Year. I just have to find time to come here.”

His mother snorted coldly, without looking sideways, not a single hair of Yao Ruolin appeared out of the corner of her eye.Yao Ruolin became more frustrated and courageous, bent slightly, lowered himself to the same level as his mother, and said affectionately in her ear: "Two days ago I went shopping with Shaoyou for the New Year, and found two very good ginseng. I originally said that I would keep one at home and send one to you. Shaoyou said why young people eat so much, and asked me to pack it for you." Turning around, Qin Shaoyou handed over the gift box containing ginseng.

Yao's mother was still not interested in raising her eyelids, but the aunt put away the things, and she didn't object, she just sat at the dining table and waited for the meal.Yao Ruolin and Qin Shaoyou sat one on the left and the other on the right, surrounded her, and then she said the second sentence indifferently: "The delivery is over, is there anything else?"

"Can't you stay for a light meal if you have nothing to do?" Yao Ruolin said angrily, "We haven't had dinner together for a long time. If you didn't come for a week before, you would talk about me and scold my dad after reading. Both father and son I want to be a fairy, and I can live without eating or drinking all day long."

Qin Shaoyou added fuel to the flames with a smile: "My mother also often said this sentence, and said that it was not for my own good, and she didn't bother to care about it. When she said it, she felt a little annoying, and if she didn't say it, she thought about it very much, as if she was about to be punished by her mother. It will be delicious to eat again after scolding."

Yao's mother didn't say anything and didn't object again. Auntie brought up rice in a white porcelain sea bowl, and a plate of stir-fried water spinach leaves for the next meal.Qin Shaoyou looked at the vegetable leaves that were so fried that they couldn't squeeze out a few drops of oil and water, which was weaker than bird food, and moved his lips. Just as he was about to say something, Yao Ruolin kicked him under the table and mouthed it. Said: eat yours, don't talk too much.

They each added a small bowl of white rice, mixed some soup, and ate a random meal with a few green vegetable leaves.

Yao Ruolin was picked up by Qin Shaoyou, and he became more and more particular about his food. Vegetarian dishes with little salt and no oil and cooked white rice were hard to swallow, and he choked a few times. The saliva was barely swallowed.

Qin Shaoyou poured him some warm water to soak soft rice, but Yao's mother said coldly, "Eating too much rice soaked in water is not good for the stomach." She glanced at the two of them unwillingly, "Run without saying hello Come here to eat and drink, and you still expect me to prepare a full banquet?"

Qin Shaoyou immediately came to his senses, flatteringly said: "Auntie is eating fast today? That's our bad luck."

Yao's mother was indifferent: "You two stop pretending to be dutiful sons in front of me, let me be clean for a few days, it is more effective than giving inkstones and ginseng." Said she put down her chopsticks, got up and left as if she was very reluctant to see them.

The author has something to say:

Qin Shaoyou (summarizing experience): I think it is more useful to be miserable than to be good. You see, when you choke, your mother will feel distressed, and you can’t bear to look at it

Yao Ruolin: Then I pretend to have a car accident tomorrow?Amnesia?Can it be cured?

Qin Shaoyou: ... other relatives in your family are going to pick my skin