Little Peach Blossom

The dazzling light penetrates the yellow curtains and sweeps into the room, not letting go of any corners.

Su Qianqing tried to continue sleeping with the quilt covering her face, but within half a minute, her head was covered in sweat.She tore off the quilt, turned her head to look at the blackout curtains, and sighed.

The quilt was lifted to reveal the cotton pajama pants printed with cartoon pandas.

She lowered her head and brushed her short, messy sleeping hair behind her ears. When she saw the panda's smiling face, she bent her lips and smiled at it.

Get up and get out of bed.

After washing, Su Qianqing stood in the living room for a while.Some time ago, she pretended to be mentally retarded, and she never helped with housework.

She would just sit in the living room with a pillow in her arms, listening to the news broadcast on the TV, and watching Tao Xingyu who was busy in the kitchen.

Tao Xingyu will look up all kinds of nutritious and delicious recipes from the Internet, stewing, stewing, steaming, boiling and stir-frying, never bothering her.She does not imitate the umami flavor of instant noodles to prepare broth to cook noodles instead of learning from other people's takeaway meals.

Su Qianqing said, "How easy it is to eat instant noodles directly."

She looked at her helplessly: "You can't always eat such unnutritious things."

"Don't you think it's troublesome?"

"If I do it for you, I won't find it troublesome."

Recalling this, the corners of Su Qianqing's lips curved slightly higher.

There are always meals in the fridge, ready to eat in the microwave.Tao Xingyu is busy at work, and cooking takes a lot of time.If possible, Su Qianqing would like to share the burden for her.

She doesn't know how to cook, so she silently memorized the steps of a few simple meals, and is going to try it out while Tao Xingyu is not at home.

First try how to make omelet rice.

Su Qianqing spent 10 minutes studying the gas stove, and finally lit it successfully.

She carefully considered the steps on the Internet, put the pot in place, and poured oil into it.While the oil was hot, I took out the white rice from the rice cooker and poured it almost all in.

Stab, stab.The boiling oil suddenly smoked, making the kitchen foggy.

She didn't know how to turn on the range hood at all.

Picking up the spatula, trying to turn over the ball of rice, the oil splashed on my arm unexpectedly.

Su Qianqing quickly hid.

At a loss, she picked up the lid of the pot and covered it, letting the rice churn in the oil.When the time is about the same, turn off the fire, and then uncover it.The hand touched the hot pot cover, reacted for half a second, and threw it back immediately.

Su Qianqing turned on the faucet and rinsed her fingers in the cold tap water.It's funny to think that the boiling point of edible oil is above two hundred degrees, and the thermal conductivity of iron is also good.How could she hold the lid of the pot with her hands?

Turn off the water and turn over your hand to see.

The index finger still hurts obviously, and the color of the finger pad is bright red.

Su Qianqing went to the United States to study after graduating from elementary school, and stayed there for more than ten years.

Others think that those who can study abroad alone have strong survivability and are good at taking care of themselves, but they are not at all—Su Qianqing is not anyway.

She went to a boarding private school in junior high school.Dad talked to the principal and asked the nanny to come to the school every day to wash and cook for her.

In high school, I rented a house outside and wanted to be independent, so I hired three aunts at home.One cooks, one cleans the carpet, and the other tidies up her shoe closet.

In terms of cultural knowledge, Su Qianqing is a young genius from a famous school all the way.The ability to take care of oneself in daily life is clear, and he deserves to be disabled at the ninth level.

She herself does not have this self-awareness.

So, when she was busy for more than an hour and made a mess in the kitchen.

Su Qianqing stared at the scorched "achievement" in front of him, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his face showed a puzzled expression.After staring at it for a long time, she guessed in her heart that there might be a slight error in a certain step that she didn't know.

Su Qianqing unconsciously poked the omelette rice with chopsticks.

The egg liquid is half burnt black and half liquid, scattered in the shiny white rice, the embryonic form of egg fried rice is completely different.She looked at it, and put it in her mouth.There was a "click" between the teeth, and the suspected egg shell shattered into powder.

what happened?

She scowled and spat out what was in her mouth.

A sense of mystery welled up in my heart.

I deeply feel that the course of culinary arts is profound and profound, and should not be underestimated.

The technique of beating eggs is so bad that I didn't realize that the broken shells were mixed in the egg liquid.Too much oil is poured, and the fried rice becomes fried rice, and the taste is still half hard and not crisp like raw rice.As long as the steps are a little more normal, it will not be a dish of kitchen waste.

When it was over, she sighed...

I didn't expect that cooking is the same as doing experiments, small mistakes will lead to wildly wrong results.

After failure, you have to quickly clean up the mess.

Su Qianqing dumped the inedible "omelet rice" into the trash can, and put the plate in the sink.Pour out the oil in the pot and put it in together. She heard the sound of the living room door being opened with a key.

Suddenly my heart tightened.It's like being discovered by the teacher for sabotage.

Hurry up and throw away the egg shells, and throw the chopsticks into the sink.Busy putting in the last bowl for beating the eggs, who knows that the egg liquid that flowed out made the sides of the bowl very slippery, she didn't hold it for a while, and the bowl fell.

She immediately put her knees against the door of the cupboard, and hurriedly caught the small bowl, breathing a sigh of relief.

Tao Xingyu's voice suddenly appeared from behind:

"What are you doing?"

Su Qianqing's back froze.

She paused, and the primary school student lowered her head as if being reprimanded, she was very honest: "I tried to help my sister cook, but failed."

"Want to help?" Tao Xingyu raised his lips, looked at the messy kitchen with some amusement, and handed her the big bag of vegetables and fruits in his hand, "You don't need to cook, just help me take out the things and put them in the refrigerator. "

Su Qianqing responded, and took the heavy bag of fruits and vegetables.

She didn't pay attention, the bag was pressed directly on the index finger of her right hand that was burned, she frowned, and changed hands without any trace.

"What happened to the hand?"

It was a natural movement, but Tao Xingyu caught a glimpse of it.She took the hand she wanted to withdraw, saw the red and swollen index finger, touched it carefully, stared at her expression and asked, "Does it hurt?"

It hurts.Su Qianqing hesitated whether to act like a baby.

"Do you dare in the future?" She had full makeup on her face, her long and thick eyelashes curled up, staring at her with the tails of her eyes raised.He frowned slightly, not sure if he should put on a straight face and attack her, so that he could remember to stay away from the kitchen next time.

Taking a look at this, the black and white pupils are looking at each other.

The tone is neither light nor heavy, as if to blame.

Su Qianqing looked up at her, and was silent for a while, her throat moved slightly but she couldn't speak.She was suddenly shocked, she couldn't move her eyes away, and she didn't want to act strange, so she forced herself to lower her face.

"It's fine, just remember not to go into the kitchen next time, it's dangerous." Tao Xingyu saw that she seemed to be scared, so he said in a gentle tone, "Are you hungry? I don't want to eat the rice in the refrigerator, how about I make tomato fried noodles for you. "

She gave a low "hmm".

Tao Xingyu looked at the time, it was time for dinner.Make two servings of tomato chow mein.

"Then go watch TV first."

"But I want to help." Su Qianqing was a little inexplicably wronged, not wanting to be such a waste, "Is there anything I can help?"

"Take a napkin and wipe down the table."

"The table was always clean."

"Then you go and wipe it more cleanly." Tao Xingyu put his hands on her shoulders and turned her body 45 degrees to face the door. "Sit and watch TV after wiping, are you listening?"

Su Qianqing said sullenly, "Oh."

When she walked out of the kitchen, Tao Xingyu rolled up his sleeves and cleaned up the troublemaker's mess.

Then open the refrigerator to take the tomatoes, wash and scald them, and make tomato fried noodles step by step.Half an hour later, two bowls of noodles were ready.Pour it into a bowl, ready to get chopsticks.

"I'll get it!"

Turning her head, she found that Su Qianqing was standing outside the kitchen at some point.

She ran into the kitchen, took out two pairs of chopsticks, and babbled: "Even if you can't do anything else, it's always okay to help carry the chopsticks! Sister, I'm not a child, even a child can't be so lazy..."

Tao Xingyu was slightly startled, but reflexively said, "Thank you."

Just as Su Qianqing raised her face, she smiled when she heard the words: "Thank you for your kindness."

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After eating, Tao Xingyu took out the newly bought mobile phone, handed it to Su Qianqing and said, "No, I bought it for you. The phone card is my secondary card. I can't get a new card without an ID card..."

She paused, frowned and thought, what should I do without an ID card?

I didn't think about it before, whether it is a phone card, train ticket, or plane ticket, or going to Tiananmen Square to go through the security check, an ID card is required.In modern society, without an ID card, one can only stay at home and not go out.

While worrying, Tao Xingyu handed her the phone case, and said softly, "See if you can play, if not, I'll teach you."

Rectangular white hard box, open the magnetic clasp, there is a beautiful white mobile phone inside, and the manual, warranty card and so on are pressed underneath.Su Qianqing wanted a mobile phone in her heart, but she didn't mention it, so she bought it and gave it to her.

"Thank you, thank you sister."

Touching the new mobile phone, she looked at the unfamiliar interface and system, pursed her lips, and two deep dimples appeared on her fair cheeks.

"Don't play for a long time. Remember to turn off the phone when you sleep at night. Playing for a long time will be bad for your eyes." Tao Xingyu saw that she was still getting used to it, so she carefully instructed Anti-addiction, "Also, don't play while charging, the news says it's not safe... "

She listened to these tireless instructions.

"alright, I got it."

Su Qianqing's heart softened.

They were not relatives, and Tao Xingyu had no choice but to take her in all the way. She was sloppy and shameless, but she was taken care of properly.

"Sister, don't you ask for anything in return for being so kind to me?"

"What do you want in return?" Tao Xingyu laughed, thought for a long time, then shook his head and said, "You are happy."

Su Qianqing blinked lightly, and closed it slowly. When she opened it again, she flashed a line of seriousness, but said in a relaxed and joking tone: "Throw me a peach, and give it to Qiongyao. Sister, make a wish, Zaizai will help you Pray and pray."

Tao Xingyu was surprised: "How can you recite poems?"

Su Qianqing: "..."