Luting Canteen

This evening was the same as Lu Ting usually, it closed after the ingredients were used up.After everyone had said hello and dispersed, Yan Ting saw Li Hui who hadn't relaxed his expression until after cleaning the kitchen, walked over and patted him on the shoulder lightly, as soon as Li Hui turned his head, Yan Ting stuffed a piece of juice Fudge into his mouth.

"Is it sweet?"

Li Hui nodded.The candy was soft and glutinous, biting it down, the rich aroma of the juice burst out in his mouth, seeing that he couldn't help smiling, Yan Ting rubbed that little head and said:

"Everyone had a great time eating today."

"Thank you, sir."

"Thank you for what I did. It's something you made with your heart. Everyone likes it."

Li Hui hesitated for a moment, wiped the bowl with a soft cloth, looked at the large white tiles in front of him, and finally lowered his head.Yan Ting thought that he was going to keep this action, but he heard Li Hui's regretful voice.

"I, I think it's easy to say thank you here, my lord."

Yan Ting leaned against the cooking counter, didn't look at Li Hui, just quietly listened to him with his hands folded.

"Brother Song said in the afternoon that everyone learned from the master like that. I, I always thought that the master must think that I am small, not strong enough, and not smart enough, so he keeps asking me to be a handyman in the kitchen. ..."

"The young master said that everyone had a good time eating, but in fact, they all learned from the master." Li Hui didn't know how to express what was in his heart, so he could only continue bit by bit: "When the brothers teased me, the master He didn't say anything, sometimes I really wish he could let me cook quickly, so that I won't be looked down upon by them."

"However, in fact, I have learned so much from the master, I didn't even say thank you to him, and..."

Li Hui clenched the soft cloth in his hand, Yan Ting saw that he seemed to be distressed as to what to say, so he took the bowl he had wiped.

"Li Hui, what kind of person is your master?"

Li Hui was taken aback, thought for a while and replied:

"It's better to be older than the son, talk, don't talk much. When you see good ingredients, you will grin, and if someone is slow in doing things, you will yell loudly,"

"Sounds like a very interesting person." Without waiting for Li Hui's reaction, Yan Ting moved closer to Li Hui's head and sniffed, "I need to take a bath today, my hair smells like pork bone soup."

Li Hui originally wanted to say that it was nothing, but after coming here, he really liked being able to take a hot shower, so he nodded happily.The two put the dishes back in their place, turned off the lights and walked towards the bedroom.When he came out, Li Hui stood there and looked back at Luting, Yan Ting didn't urge him, and only took another step when Li Hui turned around.

After the two of them washed their hair, Yan Ting looked at Li Hui and raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Are you afraid of itching?"

Li Hui didn't know why he suddenly asked this, so he nodded honestly.Yan Ting seemed very happy, before Li Hui would come over, he stretched his hands under his armpits and started scratching.Li Hui pursed his lips and endured it, and after a while he couldn't help it, and finally burst out laughing:

"Hahaha! Young Master, Young Master, no, it can't be done! Okay, hahahaha, it's so itchy! Hahahaha, okay——"

Twirling around and playing with Yan Ting, seeing Li Hui's lively smile for the first time at this age, Yan Ting's expression softened.

"Young master, young master, are you ticklish?"

A little unwilling, Li Hui pulled his long hair back and asked.

"You can try."

Smiling and answering Li Hui, seeing that he was really about to reach out, Yan Ting stretched out his big hands and grabbed his wrists and lifted them up. Li Hui wanted to break free, but the two had another quarrel.Finally panting, Li Hui saw Yan Ting's abdominal muscles and couldn't help feeling envious again.

"How can I have this?"

Because of the squabble just now, Li Hui felt closer to Yan Ting, so without thinking, he stretched out his hand to the well-defined abdomen, and Yan Ting watched Li Hui's hand clumsily touching it. touch.

"It turned out to be a bit hard,"

Somewhat curious, Li Hui observed carefully, Yan Ting felt a little uncomfortable due to the sudden approaching heat, and held Li Hui's shoulder:

"Wait for you to grow stronger first, so sleep more."

Without seeing the strange expression on Yan Ting's face, Li Hui remembered this in his heart, and hurriedly continued to take a bath.After the two of them dried their hair, Yan Ting asked Li Hui to warm up a cup of milk and drink it first, then went to the yard to light a cigarette.

Thinking of all the things before, and thinking of Tang Meng's words.

——What is Li Hui to you?

Letting the smoke slowly exhale from between his lips, Yan Ting took another big puff.It's almost December, and the nights are starting to get cold, so it's time for extra blankets?Thinking of this, Yan Ting felt a lot calmer. After realizing this, he couldn't help laughing bitterly—he was obviously not a teenager, but because of those joking fights and unintentional touch just now, he told himself to lay down on his body. a hint.When he realized it, Yan Ting felt that he had to face up to Tang Meng's question.

"Uncle Tang, are you going to the vegetable market with Xiao Lihui tomorrow?"

"Well, let's go together tomorrow morning."

"Then I need to buy more, I haven't eaten the noodles made by Xiao Lihui today."

Ye Qi was very worried about this, and his classmates ate it, but he, an insider, didn't even get a mouthful of soup.Tang Meng sat on a chair in the room and turned the pages of the book without looking at him, but kept smiling.Hearing him complain about this, he coughed lightly:

"Among us, the only ones we ate were Song Song and Brother Shubo, right?"

"So what I mean is, let's go early tomorrow night and eat the work meal ahead of time. Anyway, there are no classes in the afternoon, so I'll just review at the boss's place."

"I still remember to take the exam, not bad." Tang Meng nodded in satisfaction, his eyes wandered over the pages of the book for a while, and he raised his head to look at Ye Qi who was lying on the bed and playing with his mobile phone, "By the way, Xiao Qi,"

Hearing Tang Meng calling himself that, Ye Qi put down his phone and turned his head to the side.

"You," wanted to ask him why he has been working part-time for the past two years, but it seems a bit strange to ask now.Tang Meng smiled slightly and changed the subject:

"Among your classmates today, there seems to be a girl who has been taking pictures?"

"Taking pictures? Ah, you mean the one with the camera? She's my junior, and I told her to treat her to noodles, and help me take more pictures, and then help us promote it."

"I see."

"She takes great pictures."

Seeing that he didn't say anything important, Ye Qi turned his head away again, sliding his finger on the screen.Tang Meng turned his eyes back to the book, and didn't make any more noise.

That girl was indeed photographed in the shop, but the one who took the most photographs was Ye Qi.Every time Tang Meng raised his head or turned around, he could see her taking pictures in Ye Qi's direction, secretly smiling, and carefully checking the picture.Tang Meng couldn't help but think of how he looked when he was taking pictures of Ye Qi—are he and that girl smiling as well?

"Uncle Tang?"

Ye Qi's voice rang in his ears, Tang Meng was taken aback, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was squatting in front of him.

"What are you thinking? I haven't opened the book for a long time."

"I didn't think about anything, I'm a little sleepy. Go to sleep."

He closed the book and wanted to stand up, but there were two extra arms on his knees.Ye Qi lay there on the ground, raised his head and asked:

"Yan Zi, she likes you, you know that, right?"

Tang Meng didn't make a sound.

"Why didn't you promise her?"

He knew that his question was stupid, but Ye Qi couldn't help but ask.It seems that after asking all these questions with an answer, I can feel at ease.Although I know that the answer may be just a temporary reply sometimes, but if I listen to it, it always seems to get some kind of guarantee that my emotions will be fine for a while.

So he still asked:

"Your parents, didn't they urge you to get married early?"

"Yan Zi is my younger sister."

Tang Meng sighed when he recalled that his mother insisted on going on a blind date recently.I thought that when they went back to their hometown, I would be able to stay away from this matter, but I didn't expect that my family would ask someone to introduce him here.

"Marriage is not something that can be done just by rushing."

After speaking, he looked at Ye Qi, who was looking at him.That look is no different from Ye Qi when he was a child, but there seems to be more exploration.Tang Meng couldn't help but want to rub his head, but just as he raised his hand, Ye Qi grabbed his wrist and pulled it to his face.Tang Meng was taken aback, watching Ye Qi put his nose into his palm and smell it, a tingling numbness spread down his arm.

"Little Flag—"

Before he finished speaking, the palm of his hand was licked up by the soft tip of his tongue.Ye Qi squinted his eyes and looked at Tang Meng with the corners of his mouth curled up.

"It's still there, the smell of oranges."

His hands froze there, and it took a while for Tang Meng to return to his usual demeanor.

"I didn't wash it just now, I'll go wash it again."

Slightly raised the corners of his mouth, Tang Meng drew his hand and stood up.

"Go to bed first."

Early the next morning, the four sat and had breakfast in the kitchen beyond the bedroom.For the steaming meat buns and the oily dumpling heads just out of the pan, Li Hui boiled osmanthus rice wine again, cracked eggs in them, stirred them, and the bright yellow flakes of egg flakes rolled along, and brought them to the table. Some hot.

Just now I heard Tang Meng say that yesterday's turnover was very good, and Li Hui's mood was even better. He made up his mind to cook noodles seriously today, so that he didn't realize that the three big men beside him all had dark circles, silently Biting the bun, without looking at each other.