Rebirth alone

Zhou Ziqian and several leaders of the project team spent half an afternoon in the small conference room, filling their ears with reports and suggestions, and downed their stomachs with black coffee.After the meeting, the secretary prepared afternoon tea and stomach medicine for him. He didn't have the habit of drinking afternoon tea. He ate to fill his stomach so he could take the medicine.The Hong Kong-style refreshments are exquisitely made, and the taste should be good, but he can't whet his appetite. His hypocritical stomach sent a signal to his brain, reminding him of a taste that he had only tasted two or three times. The food here is so exquisite, but not so flattering. It's just a bowl of very simple and homely flat food.

The person who can cook that kind of taste has been in exile for almost a week. Zhou Ziqian didn't bother him to clean up. He is as savvy as a domesticated leopard. If he tightens his paws, he can be scratched like a big cat. Scratch your chin and dry the little fish.But the person he wants to confuse is very transparent, no matter how harmless he pretends to be, the person will not think he is a cat, that person will only take advantage of the opportunity, you want to pretend to be a cat?Okay, then you can sleep on the tree, don't come down if I don't tell you.

Zhou Ziqian was amused by his own thoughts, and the big leopard, which was pretending to be a sleeping cat, also woke up, stretched out its paws, licked it, and went down the tree to find something to eat.

It was evening, orange-red sunlight poured into the small kitchen from the window, the fish soup on the stove was gurgling, and the fresh and fragrant white air was lingering.Ye Tao took a spoonful of fresh soup, ready to taste it.

These fresh fish, vegetables and fruits were all sent by Zhou Ziqian. In the past few days, Ye Tao only went downstairs a few times, living a clean and leisurely life.However, too leisurely and quiet days also have disadvantages, such as involuntarily thinking about the deadlocked situation, thinking about him and himself in the situation, thus violating the original intention of going home.So Ye Tao will find some things to do, so as not to stare at a fugue when he is free.

The house was cleaned up spotlessly, and even a small dusty corner was hard to find. Three meals a day were all done by oneself, and the old recipes dug out from the sundries seemed to become the scriptures that Ye Tao often read. Recite a sentence silently, and then copy it meticulously.Living in a quiet place, with few desires and contentment, why not practice Zen while cooking?

The glutton in the baby's belly was hooked up by the aroma, grabbed Ye Tao's clothes and climbed onto his shoulders, stretched out his small head to reach for the spoon in Ye Tao's hand: I come, I come, I will help you taste, my sense of taste Smarter than a human being.

Ye Tao brought the spoon to his mouth, and said with a smile: "Stand firm, don't fall into the pot."

The baby was licking the delicious fish soup, he looked like a little greedy cat, and the young master drank the soup with all his demeanor.

I have to say that Zhou Ziqian is also very lucky. Ye Tao just made a curtain of dumplings yesterday. He and the baby don’t eat much. They only cooked half of it and ate it. The rest was frozen in the refrigerator. Zhouzi who wants to eat soup dumplings Qian is here today.

The uncle is more promising than the nephew, and he is very reserved even when he is hungry. Holding his aching stomach, he told Ye Tao that he only ate a few mouthfuls of noodles with meat sauce at noon, which was sticky and very appetizing, and the creamy mushroom soup was also unpalatable. The thin soup lacks water and is very greasy.

"The chef probably lost his love, and boiled his sadness into the dishes." At the end, Mr. Zhou found such a reason for his pickiness.

Ye Tao let him talk to himself, put the still fresh frozen dumplings into the pot, and stood by the stove to stir them gently.It's a pity that the indifference and ignorance that Ye Tao is very good at doesn't work with Zhou Ziqian. Zhou Ziqian has a lot of ways to make him pay attention to himself.

He makes you food, but you still eat his tofu, you are so old... eh, eh, give it a hug, don't talk!

The baby couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and while cursing, he grabbed his uncle's trousers and climbed up, trying to pull away the mouth that was attached to the back of Uncle Ye's neck.

Zhou Ziqian's expensive suit was poked out by his nephew, and the baby finally climbed onto his shoulders, and was grabbed and thrown out of the kitchen with the door closed.

Zhou Ziqian returned to the original place and continued to tease Ye Tao gently, with one arm around Ye Tao's waist and his head slightly hanging on Ye Tao's shoulder.Ye Tao wanted to hide and couldn't walk away, so he could only let him lie on his body like a big cat, wanting to hit his paw with a spoon helplessly.

Zhou Ziqian looked at the white and fat dumplings in the pot, with a smile in his eyes: "It's the first time you made wontons for me, and you deliberately wrapped them in different sizes. , you dug stuffing to feed the baby, and I even ate the skin that it wouldn't eat. What were you thinking at that time? Did you secretly laugh at me? Hmm?"

The last "en" is both magnetic and sensational, and if you change your concentration, you will almost be weakened by his "en".

"There are leftover pies in the refrigerator. If you are very hungry, you can warm it up and eat it yourself. If you are not hungry, go out. Don't make trouble here." While eating the dumplings in the pot, I was disturbed by the warm breath blowing against my ears, and my heart that had finally calmed down was also disturbed, just like the soup in this pot, turning the flowers not very intensely , the heat is lingering, and the curl is endless.

"What stuffing?"

"Su San Xian."

"Didn't you say I'm a fox? How can a fox be a vegetarian? If you don't want me to make trouble, feed me meat. If you can't get any meat, I'll find it myself." Zhou Ziqian made an inch of it, and while speaking, he touched Ye Tao's earlobe After licking it, Ye Tao felt his whole body stiffen. The corners of the troublemaker's lips were bent, his eyes were like peach blossoms, and the tip of his tongue passed over his lips. The fox was not as charming as him.

Ye Tao took a breath, and then gave him an elbow. The thin and sharp elbow just hit Zhou Ziqian's painful stomach.

Zhou Ziqian let go of the person in his arms, covered his stomach, cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "You don't have to be so cruel, do you?"

Ye Tao looked back at him and saw that he was frowning, so he asked him, "Does it hurt?"

Zhou Ziqian did not pretend to be a tough guy, and said truthfully, "I feel sick to my stomach. It has been hurting for a whole day, and now it hurts even more."

Ye Tao then advised him: "Be honest when it hurts, and don't make any more mistakes."

Zhou Ziqian, who thought he would be a little distressed, was somewhat disappointed. He shook his head with a wry smile, and left the kitchen clutching his wound.

Ye Tao hit hard enough, the big leopard, which was more cunning than a fox, was really hurt, its big tail, which was always swaying gently and slowly, couldn't move anymore, and approached calmly and dragged behind it. It looks a little pitiful.

The baby squatted on the side watching him, the round kitten eyes were full of gloating: let you bully others, let you be a hooligan, let you treat my Uncle Ye as a little sheep, you deserve it!

Ye Tao's residence is very small, there is no separate dining room, and the dining table is placed in a corner of the living room.The baby took up a dining chair, and because the cat's mouth was too short, it was inconvenient to take dumplings from the soup, so Ye Tao set out two small bowls for him, one for the soup and the other for the dumplings.The baby eats as he pleases, and Ye Tao puts the dumplings that have been cut in half into his bowl, just like feeding a child.

Zhou Ziqian was used to seeing them eating like this, so he didn't notice anything, and only said when the baby almost touched Ye Tao's chopsticks: "Don't let him lick the chopsticks."

The abandoned baby is both upset and secretly happy. If he can talk, he will definitely say to his uncle who loves cleanliness: Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't lick the chopsticks, but I used the soup spoon to drink the soup , you look in the soup bowl, maybe there is my beard.

Dinner was finished in such a harmonious atmosphere. Zhou Ziqian's hypocritical stomach was soothed by a bowl of hot soup dumplings, and he was very peaceful like a baby with his paws put away.

Ye Tao was washing the dishes in the kitchen, and Zhou Ziqian looked at Ye Tao's wine storage in his spare time.He has checked too much information about Ye Tao, he knows Ye Tao's likes and dislikes, and naturally knows that Ye Tao, who doesn't drink alcohol now, used to be massive.However, Ye Tao is seldom greedy for drinking, and will not compete with others for wine unless necessary. In his opinion, wine is for enjoying and savoring. Having a drink with friends or drinking alone in leisure is better than a red-faced you persuading me to let go The comfort of the cow's drink.

There is an interesting Patus in the wine cabinet, the production date happens to be the same day as Ye Tao's birthday.Zhou Ziqian looked at the wine in his hand, and his mind became restless again.The price of Patus was originally higher than that of ordinary red wine, and with the age and collection value, it is conservatively estimated that it would be [-] less.Judging from Ye Tao's temperament and income, he probably bought the wine himself.

Zhou Ziqian came to the kitchen door with the wine, and asked with a smile, "Who gave this bottle of 'Nu Nu Hong'?"

The author has something to say:

Don't complain today, add some oil to my uncle, put on a thicker skin, and turn on the firewood, Uncle Ye's good meat will be cooked soon.