delicious life

He rushed back as fast as he could and handed over the medicine kit, his eyes were even glued to the two of them.

Seeing that she didn't say a word, Duan Feng couldn't say anything about her, but just gave Mo Ci a look to tell him not to care.

Mo Ci returned a smile, but Tao Meng looked at him even more scorchingly.

"Mengmeng, the messy things in my room are yours." Duan Feng also sweated quietly, trying to distract Tao Meng.

"Oh." Tao Meng shifted his gaze a little and replied.

"Go and clean up!" Duan Feng's words were more serious, which made Tao Meng, who was in a trance, tremble, woke up, and smiled apologetically at Mo Ci.But he reluctantly withdrew his gaze from Mo Ci, and dawdled into the room.

"Mo Ci, don't worry about it. Although Mengmeng is naughty, she has no malice. She just looks at you...just curious." Duan Feng explained as much as possible while observing Mo Ci's expression.

Mo Ci showed a nonchalant expression on his blank face, and shook his head at Duan Feng, as if he suddenly remembered something, and asked Duan Feng for advice.

"The porridge you made this morning...is delicious, how do you make it?"

Under the influence of the old man, Mo Ci has been transformed into a person who can "test the taste" and "digging the taste". He is very sensitive to the taste of food, and when he comes across delicious things, he will subconsciously pay attention to them.

When he was at home, he had to ask Mrs. Da about this and that every day, and the old man was very supportive of "get to the bottom of it".Over time, Mo Ci developed this habit of asking questions.

Duan Feng was taken aback when he was asked suddenly, he didn't expect Mo Ci to ask such a question.After regaining his senses, he slowly opened his mouth: "There is no big difference. I cook porridge in an electronic clay pot, and the cooked porridge has no side effects. The principle of the electronic clay pot is to maintain the temperature below the boiling point to ripen the soup and porridge. , the water evaporates less, and the cooked food does not have the strong aroma of "fire" like the open fire, but the advantage is that there is no need to worry about boiling or boiling until the water is dry, as long as the ingredients are mixed with water, press the switch, and wait for the porridge As long as you are familiar with it, there is no secret."

Mo Ci nodded, then asked Duan Feng the ingredients for cooking porridge, secretly compared it with Dasao's porridge, and felt that each had its own merits.

"It's best to add enough water at one time before cooking on high heat, master the ratio of water and rice, and don't add water in the middle, otherwise the porridge will become watery and thin, and the consistency and rich flavor will be greatly reduced..." Duan Feng used a spoon He scooped up a spoonful of porridge and showed it to Mo Ci.Pointing to the electronic clay pot that was plugged in, he demonstrated.

Mo Ci understood, his brows that had been frowning because of doubts relaxed, and looked at Duan Feng with a serious face.

Duan Feng, who has calmed down, conveyed his focus and sharpness in his pure black brown eyes.From time to time, there is a kind of light that does not match the age.The passion of young people and the maturity and stability of middle-aged people are mixed together, which brings him an indescribable charm in the strangeness.

After staying with Duan Feng for a long time, this feeling became stronger.He has an intuition that a person like Duan Feng is definitely not a simple snack bar owner.After all, he is still so young... completely different from himself in the previous life.

If Duan Feng was born in a wealthy family, he would definitely not be an idle generation.However, one's birth can greatly affect a person's situation.

Like him, he didn't know how to cherish, indulged himself blindly, achieved nothing, and finally ended up with a ruined family.

In comparison, Duan Feng is much more down-to-earth than him.Being a human being in two lifetimes, Mo Ci felt that what he did was not good enough, and his efforts were negligible.Talent cannot reach others. Only by learning lessons and continuing to work hard can we avoid what happened before.Inspired, Mo Ci held his uninjured right hand, with a deep smile hidden in his eyes.

Duan Feng who turned his head suddenly, was also infected when he saw Mo Ci's happy look, and now he laughed along with Mo Ci.

Mo Ci came back to his senses, hesitated for a moment, and asked the question he had been wanting to ask just now: "Duan Feng, who taught you cooking skills? I think you are very good at cooking."

"It's my mother. She is very good at cooking, and she learned a little from her when she was a child." The smile on the corner of Duan Feng's mouth became unnatural.Mo Ci didn't notice, and looked at the yard decorated with green plants: "Huh? Your mother, why haven't you seen her?"

"...Mother has passed away." Duan Feng lowered his head, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze for a while, and finally disappeared.

Only then did Mo Ci realize that he had said something wrong, and apologized quickly.

"I'm sorry to bring up your sadness."

"It's nothing." Duan Feng said with inexplicable sadness in his light tone, and moved his eyes to the gardenia tree in the yard, "Now I live alone."

"Ah?" Mo Ci turned his head and looked at Duan Feng in amazement.Quickly changed the subject, and discussed with Duan Feng the spicy shrimp at the food stall that night.

Duan Feng, who had come out of his emotions, sat down and explained in detail.Stop from time to time to listen to Mo Ci's views.

The two chatted very happily, and they didn't feel that two big men were sitting here talking about cooking... how weird it was...

Tao Meng, the little girl who had tidied up the bed in the house, walked out of the room, and saw the two talking and laughing in the yard, her spirits perked up.Slowly approaching the two of them, and after hearing their conversation clearly, Tao Meng's originally expectant eyes quickly dimmed, and finally he couldn't bear it and complained loudly: "Don't you think this is very unsightly!"

The two people who were discussing were startled by Tao Meng's sudden voice, and turned their heads one after another.

"Mengmeng, why are you so rude!" Duan Feng's serious face was very intimidating, making Tao Meng shrink her neck when she blurted out.

"I'm sorry, Big Brother Duan..." Tao Meng said in a low voice, "I thought the two of you were...in..." Bright eyes flickered with deliberate watery light.

The next few words were too quiet for Duan Feng to hear clearly.Frowning, Duan Feng waved his hand, "It's time for you to do your homework, if you don't understand something, you can come to me."

"Brother, don't drive me away..." Tao Mengyuan's face wrinkled into a ball, finally unable to resist Duan Feng's "coercion", she stepped on small steps and moved towards the door at a snail-like speed.

Duan Feng, who turned his head, didn't notice Tao Meng's expression of looking back, but Mo Ci, who was facing Tao Meng, clearly saw...the little girl had a bright smile on her face when she turned her head, and some weird...gestures.

20、chapter20

Mo Ci and Duan Feng were coming out of a nearby cheap supermarket, carrying large and small bags of ingredients.With a faint smile, Mo Ci talked to Duan Feng on the right from time to time and nodded.

The two talking and laughing didn't know that their smiles and gestures were sufficient, and in the eyes of others, they had already formed a harmonious and tacit picture.

"Let me carry this bag. You still have injuries on your hand." Duan Feng said to Mo Ci while carrying the bulging environmental protection bag he was wearing. Before he could answer, he took the potato from Mo Ci's hand and put it on on the shoulders.

"Potatoes are not heavy, I won't mention anything, and you don't want me to pay... I will feel like I'm freeloading." Mo Ci chuckled, trying to snatch the potatoes hanging from Duan Feng's shoulders, but was caught by his nimble hands and feet. Duan Feng dodged it, and the hands that had been raised in the air fell to the air, so they had to hang on the sides of his body.

"Okay, okay, you come and get the chopsticks." Duan Feng also had a smile in his eyes, and took out an environmental protection bag from his left hand, and handed it to Mo Ci.

The small bag seemed to be very light at first glance, Mo Ci looked at Duan Feng's outstretched hand, so he had no choice but to take it.

"My Duan Feng's friends don't pay for their meals, as long as they are happy!" Duan Feng lifted the potato on his shoulder, and winked at Mo Ci.

The free and easy look made Mo Ci shake his head, weighed the light bag, and walked towards Duan Feng's stall.

two streets.

The sun has not completely set, and the two of them have a long way to go.

The afterglow of the setting sun spreads out on the clouds, embellishing the unevenly colored sky.The colorful clouds are stained with thick orange and become more gorgeous.The colorful clouds that can be seen when looking up seem to be very close to the ground, so close that they almost hang down.

The two walked slowly against the light, the setting sun dragged their shadows long, the long black shadows separated and closed from time to time, they were just the two who had just become friends.

The chance encounter of Luopao, the chaos of the first meeting.

The two men mentioned it in a tacit understanding at the same time, and smiled at each other.

It's an awkward opening, but it's a rare encounter.

In fact, the intuition at first glance is not accurate.Mo Ci recalled the first time he met Duan Feng, he was not good looking, but only after getting in touch with him did he realize that he was a person with a cold face and a warm heart.After getting acquainted with each other, they became talkative and funny... Mo Ci looked at Duan Feng, whose facial features were blurred by the setting sun, and secretly compared his eldest brother with him.

The same cold noodles, the same maturity and stability, different humor...

Such a friend is really worth making.

Liang Yuwei is also his friend, but Liang Yuwei... will eventually leave City C, go to a foreign country, and break out of his own world.

In the memory of his previous life, the time when he was down and out was the time when Liang Yuwei broke into a world abroad and made great achievements.

He is in full swing, but he dare not ask his former friends for help.Staring at the streets and alleys countless times, the billboards of Liang Yuwei's industry, he hesitated to hit the red number in the lower right corner of the billboard.

As for Duan Feng, he will stay in City C and struggle silently.Mo Ci subconsciously divided Duan Feng into the area of ​​"friends" in his heart.

Friends who will chat, drink tea, and discuss cooking skills in their spare time...

A friend who is very different from everyone else...

Even only you can be Duan Feng's friend and others can't be... the kind of deep friendship friend.

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