Migratory bird

Zhang Jue tried his best to squeeze himself into the cramped entrance, not knowing where to put his feet.Lin Ye put a pair of faded plush slippers beside his shiny leather shoes. They were a little dirty, but looked very warm. "Can you wait? It will take a while to cook, what do you want to eat?"

Zhang Zhuo looked at the huge pile of vegetables he was carrying, and quickly said that he wanted to help too.The two of them turned on all the big lights and small lights in the house, and turned on the TV to prepare for the news broadcast. There was still an hour left, and they didn't know if they could spare some time to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Lin Ye looked at his young master who didn't touch the spring water with his ten fingers, he could cut off the whole potato with the posture of peeling a potato, and he had to watch from time to time for fear of people cutting his hands. People rushed to their room.

I don't know what kind of room this is, but I always feel that it is a little too small, and it is accompanied by a unique dampness in S city.But it was tidy, only the beige quilt was a little wrinkled.There are a few faded European and American music posters on the wall, and the desk is full of books, including novels, teaching materials, and certificates. They are very well preserved, and the four corners are all pointed.There is also a small cabinet for CDs. He listens to Honne and NovoAmor, or Kings of Convenience. Judging from the cover, the songs he listens to seem to be very quiet.There is a small pot of cactus next to the computer. The flower pot is bright yellow and very cute. Zhang Zhuo can't help but think of the mug at home that Lin Ye used earlier.The Soho apartment on the other side seems to have a Chinese New Year atmosphere because of this color.

There is a small window in the room with an old gray window grille. I don’t know what year it was. Zhang Zhuo leaned against the wall and poked his head out a little, looking through the narrow gap to see the open space in front of the unit building. , There are already children who can't wait to play with fireworks.

Zhang Zhuo was standing here at this moment, but he was still in a daze. At first, he felt strange and curious about everything he saw, but now he suddenly felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't say why.

At this time, Lin Ye asked him to go out, and Zhang Zhuo honestly put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, and brought hot dishes to the table. The unchanging New Year's opening speech began, and the aroma and fireworks of other New Year's Eve dinners came from outside.

If it were in the past, he would always sit alone in a huge room playing games or watching his mobile phone, waiting for the servants to come up to order dinner. The air is as fresh as in a forest park, and the kitchen door is not even opened, let alone smell the sulfur smell.As for the Spring Festival Gala?To be honest, no one actually watched it.After filling my stomach, I went to the hospital to see my father who had been unable to talk to me for many years, and then came back to take a shower, sleep, and there were no fireworks.

Even if this year has passed.

But all of this seems to be very important in Lin Ye's house. Lin Ye said just now that the family members have gone out for a trip, but the window couplets were posted early in the house, and some rice cakes were even left in the house. The warm lighting looked very warm.

Zhang Zhuo stared at the dishes on the table and swallowed his saliva. He had seen more delicate and luxurious dishes before, but he was still aroused by these home-cooked dishes that were not so good.

The trainee chef was still busy in the kitchen. Zhang Zhuo looked at the crystal clear rice and tightened his chopsticks and asked, "Lin Ye, what are you busy with? Let's eat quickly." He was very eager, but his tutor told him to wait for everyone to come. You can only eat when the table is ready. "There are enough dishes!"

Isn’t it? It has everything, Sixi Roast Bran, Dongpo Pork, Braised Bamboo Shoots, Shrimp in Tomato Sauce... and even Dao Fish Soup!It is milky white like silk, with some light green onions sprinkled on it, which makes people's index fingers move when they look at it.

This is much more hearty than the soft-boiled egg (with eggshell inside) microwave instant noodles they had for the first time.

"I'll be here right away, and there's the last dish!" Lin Ye was turning on the exhaust fan, trying to compete with the dishes in the pot for sovereignty. He really couldn't hear what he was talking about. He just said let him eat first. There is no food here. So many rules.

Zhang Zhuo poured the drink. They used to not drink beverages when they ate. They always felt that it was not good for the children's health. Zhang Zhuo himself did not develop the habit of drinking carbonated drinks. The drink that will bubble in the wine is more attractive to Zhang Zhuo. He feels that no matter how expensive the sparkling wine is, it is not as good as the Coke in front of him.

"Zhang Zhuo!" Lin Ye's war-torn kitchen finally subsided, "Clean up the place in front of you."

Zhang Zhuo had originally reserved a middle seat for him, but after he had been fiddling for a long time, he always felt that it was something difficult, but when Lin Ye said so, he had to move it again.Lin Ye's face was smoky red, his forehead was sweating a little, and his eyes were as bright as if they had been soaked in honey.He was carrying a large plate of meat and placed it boldly in front of Zhang Zhuo.

"Well, I don't know if it's delicious or not. I made it for the first time after I learned it. I wanted to be a guinea pig today. You just happened to be so hungry." Looking at the dish, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Hurry up, don't you just want to eat this?"

Zhang Zhuo picked up a piece of fresh and tender chicken and put it in his mouth. The heat was a bit low, and the sweetness of the chestnuts hadn't fully penetrated. It was far worse than Xiang Minhua's, but he also knew that it was a matter of insufficient time.

Lin Ye also felt that it was not ideal, so he let it go after a few comments, laughing along with the cross talk sketches on TV, while watching Zhang Zhuo nervously.

Zhang Zuo sat in a position against the light, Lin Ye could only see the tip of his nose, lips, and the hand that wiped his eyes.