Salted Toffee

Fu Cizhou's set of movements was smooth and smooth, and Zhu Yu who was sitting on the side was stunned.

He even forgot about the embarrassment, looked at the glutinous rice paper at the corner of Fu Cizhou's mouth, and asked cautiously: "Is it so delicious?"

"good to eat."

Fu Cizhou broke off another piece of fish head and handed it to Zhu Yu's mouth with a "shua".

He looked at Zhu Yu with murderous eyes, as if saying, "If you dare not eat again, I will kill you directly."

A brace.

Zhu Yu didn't dare to hesitate, he opened his mouth and bit Tang over.

"Yeah, it's delicious." He expressed his position vaguely, forming a strange tacit understanding with Fu Cizhou's previous behavior.

Those who knew were eating sweets, those who didn't know thought they were eating some delicacies from mountains and seas, the two of them ate deliciously.

"Go to the toilet." Fu Cizhou suddenly put the sugar painting on the table, turned and left without any mess.

Zhu Yu nodded and said "hmm" twice, then turned to see that Fu Cizhou was running faster than anyone else.

What are they doing?

No one can create such a tense atmosphere after eating a candy.

Zhu Yu sat down again, put the half of the small fish that Fu Cizhou put on the table back in a food bag and put it back into the box.

Outside the door, Zhu Qin was cooking, and the range hood made a "humming" noise, making it difficult to hear the movement outside the kitchen.

Suddenly, the sound of closing the door with a "snap" was earth-shattering.

He was so startled that he turned around and looked outside before he even had time to put down the frying pan.

The closed bathroom door was reopened, and Fu Cizhou inside had 12 regrets on his face: "I'm sorry uncle, I was too strong just now."

"Oh, it's okay," Zhu Qin heaved a sigh of relief, "It's windy here."

It's not just the wind, it's a strong wind when the doors inside and outside the kitchen and bathroom of their house are opened.

The door of the room had to be supported by something. When closing the door, it was not closed, but pulled. If you let go of your hand a little, the door was blown by the wind and could be closed with a loud noise.

Zhu Yu poked his head out from the bedroom, the maltose in his mouth was still there, and there were traces of sweetness spreading.

Fu Cizhou glanced at him, his ears seemed to be scorched by fire, he turned around and quickly closed the door.

Why is it easy to make a fool of yourself in someone else's house?

Fu Cizhou turned on the faucet and rubbed his face sullenly.

And Zhu Yu in the living room scratched his temples with his fingers, wondering if he should go to the kitchen to help Zhu Qin.

In the past, when my father cooked, he basically stayed in the room, the two sides kept silent, and came out to eat when the meal was finished.

But today is different.

Zhu Qin drove a few hours back and cooked for him.

It's so different.

Zhu Yu Mochiji walked to the kitchen door, and didn't know what to do when he went there, so he just stood there stupidly and didn't speak.

Zhu Qin is not tall, but he pays attention to his health on weekdays, and he has also developed strong muscles.

The man wore an apron around his waist and was busy in front of the stove.

Seeing Zhu Yu when he turned his head, Zhu Qin stopped moving.

"How was your day yesterday?" He asked casually, then turned to chop vegetables.

Zhu Yu pursed his lips and said, "I bought something I like to eat, and I fell asleep after watching TV for a while after I was full."

With a sound of "呲啦", the vegetables were put into the pot, and the chicken soup stewed on the other stove was bubbling.

The smell of rice wafted in the air, as well as Zhu Yu's favorite scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

With a "creak", the door of the bathroom was opened, Fu Cizhou came out with a look of boredom, and when he looked up, he saw the father and son talking.

And after he came out, neither of them spoke.

There were still drops of water on Fu Cizhou's chin, and he raised his hand to wipe it off.

I always felt that I was a bit redundant, so I smiled awkwardly, turned around and went back to Zhu Yu's room to stay.

"Go and accompany your friend," Zhu Qin said, "I don't need your help."

Zhu Yu returned to the room with his head drooping, and saw Fu Cizhou sitting on the edge of the bed looking down at the things in his hands.

"What are you looking at?" Zhu Yu pressed Fu Cizhou's shoulder and threw himself to sit beside him.

Fu Cizhou lifted what was in his hand: "I picked up a photo."

Zhu Yu's body froze, and the arm that was on Fu Cizhou's shoulder was put down.

He took the photo, but he didn't know where to put it, so he turned it around twice in his hand.

Fu Cizhou took the empty photo frame beside the bed: "Is it the photo placed here?"

Zhu Yu's lips opened and closed a few times, and finally said nothing, just nodded: "Yeah."

He brought the frame over, fumbled off the stand, and put the picture in.

"Is this you?" Fu Cizhou should be asking the kid in the middle making faces.

Zhu Yu gave another random "hmm" and put the photo back on the bedside table.

But in the next second, Fu Cizhou suddenly changed the topic: "This is not you."

Zhu Yu froze, turned around and said, "It's me."

There was no expression on his face, and there seemed to be a trace of panic hidden in his eyes.

Fu Cizhou wanted to say something else, but seeing Zhu Yu's abnormal appearance, he didn't continue talking.

Zhu Qin called them to dinner in the living room, Zhu Yu snapped the photo frame and pressed his finger on it: "Can you stop asking me too many questions?"

Fu Cizhou's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and nodded after a moment of silence.

"I don't ask," he stood up, "but it doesn't mean I don't want to know."

Zhu Yu looked at him sideways: "Why do you always want to know about me?"

Fu Cizhou himself didn't know this question.

Why do I care so much about Zhu Yu?

"Old Chen asked me to watch you." He made an excuse casually.

Zhu Yu sighed, and his shoulders slumped: "It's not that I have to hide it from you, it's just that some things are not good, and you will be annoyed if you find out."

This time, Fu Cizhou gave a muffled "hmm", stood up and was about to go out: "Whatever, talk or not."

"If you ask me anything else, I will definitely say it," Zhu Yu hurriedly followed Fu Cizhou, "Really."

"I don't have anything to ask you," Fu Cizhou said with a cold face, as if he was still unhappy, "Let's eat."

Zhu Yu pissed off Fu Cizhou again.

It's just that this time it's different from the previous beatings and scolding, this time it's a cold war.

Like a magic attack, the cold that even the Northeast coat can't bear.

But fortunately, the other party still had a semblance of reason, and did not expose the conflict between the two to Zhu Qin.

There were more people at the table, Zhu Qin didn't keep silent anymore, and said a few words to Fu Cizhou.

Fu Cizhou was polite and answered just right.

Zhu Qin nodded, seeming to appreciate him quite a bit.

Zhu Yu didn't catch up with the conversation, and just sat down to eat.

Had a decent lunch.

Zhu Qin put down his chopsticks, and Fu Cizhou stood up to carry the bowl.

"I'll do it." Zhu Yu took his chopsticks and bent over to pick up the trash can to clear the table.

Zhu Qin was going to catch up on sleep and asked Zhu Yu to go out to play in the afternoon.

Zhu Yu was washing the dishes and said hello in the kitchen.

There was a stream of water "rustling" from the faucet, and Zhu Yu fished out the wet bowl from the sink, and put it into the clean water on the other side without detergent.

"Isn't it cold?" Fu Cizhou stood behind him, wrapping the unfinished dishes with plastic wrap.

"It's not cold," Zhu Yu twisted his body, and was pleasantly surprised by Fu Cizhou's initiative to talk, "Do you want to go out in the afternoon? Where do you want to go?"

Fu Cizhou drooped his eyelids and glanced at him lazily: "I'm going back in the afternoon."

"Where are you going?" Zhu Yu turned off the tap, grabbed a dry rag to wipe the dishes, "Did you go back to Nanhuai alone? Did all your uncles and aunts come back?"

Fu Cizhou ignored Zhu Yu.

He wrapped the plastic wrap, turned around and put the dishes in the refrigerator.

With a soft "poof", the refrigerator door was closed.

Fu Cizhou floated straight out of the kitchen like a wisp of soul.

The porcelain bowls made a crisp sound when stacked together, Zhu Yu hung his head, a little disappointed.

After all, he and Fu Cizhou haven't had a cold war yet.

Both of them are straight-tempered, and they usually curse directly when they feel unhappy.

But in today's situation, there seems to be nothing to scold.

After all, Fu Cizhou has scolded him many times, but it is still useless.

The smaller the noise, the bigger the matter, Fu Cizhou rushed back all the way, Zhu Yu really didn't want to make the other party angry.

But what to say about this matter, Zhu Yu really didn't want to say anything.

With a bang, the iron spoon fell into the stainless steel basin by mistake.

As if an alarm bell had sounded, Zhu Yu returned to his wandering thoughts, and hurriedly lowered his head to clean up the kitchen.

"Ugh…"

Suddenly there was a sigh from behind, Zhu Yu turned around and saw Fu Cizhou carrying the stack of porcelain bowls, and raised his hand to put them into the disinfection cabinet.

"Where do you want to play?"

In fact, Zhu Yu didn't think about where to go to play, or he didn't think about going out to play at all.

The main reason is that young master Fu is angry, and he has to find a way to coax him well.

"Aren't you going back?" At the bus stop, Zhu Yu was still a little worried, "What do uncles and aunts say?"

"You don't care about them," Fu Cizhou stopped a taxi casually, "Let's go."

Zhu Yu was taken into the car for no reason. When the car started to charge the fare, the driver asked them where they were going, and the two people in the back seat looked at each other. No one knew.

After understanding the situation, the enthusiastic driver recommended a place to the two of them: "An aquarium was recently opened in the north of Nanhuai River, and it only opened in the middle of the year. There are so many people, do you want to go and see it?"

Zhu Yu had no objections, and Fu Cizhou was even more casual. The car drove for nearly an hour, and the fare cost 76 yuan.

Zhu Yu scanned the QR code to pay the bill before Fu Cizhou, curled his lips after getting off the car, and said a polite sentence: "I never want to speculate on the Chinese people with the worst malice."

Fu Cizhou glanced at him lazily: "Translate."

"I suspect that he just pulled us here because he looked far away."

Fu Cizhou didn't answer.

He looked up at the arched building not far away, and tilted his head at Zhu Yu: "Let's go."

During the Chinese New Year, there are many people around the aquarium.

Zhu Yu first went to the ticket office to buy a ticket, but he waited in line for ten minutes, and the tickets were still sold out.

In desperation, he could only stay with Fu Cizhou on the big square in front of the aquarium to bask in the sun, and be careful not to be tripped over by a child who rushed out suddenly while basking in the sun.

"There are a lot of people." With his pockets in his pocket, Zhu Yu walked side by side with Fu Cizhou on the flagstone-paved lawn.

The two were wearing the same style of coats, one black and one white. They both had tall legs and long legs, and they were quite eye-catching when they walked together.

The slate is a little bit one step at a time, and two steps at a time is a bit far away.

I wish Yu Chang legs one stride, two strides in one step.

It's just that sometimes if you don't step on it correctly, your shoes will slip into the gap between the stone slabs.

"You can't walk well?" Fu Cizhou pulled the lively Zhu Yu to his side.

Zhu Yu stood still: "I'm walking well."

Fu Cizhou rolled his eyes, and instead of taking the stone road, he took the cement road.

"Master, don't be angry," Zhu Yu humbly admitted his mistake again, "Can't I apologize?"

Fu Cizhou paused, then stopped suddenly: "You lied to me."

Zhu Yu almost bumped into him, a little confused, so: "Where did I lie to you?"

Fu Cizhou nodded Zhu Yu's chest, and said word by word: "You know it in your heart."

After that, he turned around and left, Zhu Yu chased after Fu Cizhou, tilting his head to look at his face.

"Fu Cizhou, why are you like this? You didn't answer me when I asked you a question, so why do I have to answer you when you ask me a question?"

"What question are you asking me?" Fu Cizhou stopped again, "You ask now."

Zhu Yu seized the opportunity to change the subject: "Did you go back to Nanhuai alone?"

"Yes."

Zhu Yu was a little surprised: "Where are uncles and aunts?"

"In Yuanzhou."

"Then what are you doing when you come back?" Zhu Yu asked, feeling a little uncertain in his heart, "You don't want to give me sugar paintings, do you?"

Yuanzhou and Nanhuai are so far away, even if it takes a high-speed train, it will take several hours.

It's really not enough for a few sugar paintings.

Fu Cizhou looked at Zhu Yu, as if he didn't understand.

Originally, the three of them were going back to Nanhuai on the second day of the Lunar New Year, but grandma's family had a distant relative here temporarily, so the return to Nanhuai was postponed by one day.

Just one day.

But Fu Cizhou's sugar paintings were all ready, and the date was also told to Zhu Yu.

So he ran back specially, and insisted on running back today.

However, he didn't expect that Zhu Yu just talked casually and didn't take Tang Hua seriously at all.

Even at this time, you can still ask with a blank face, "You don't want to send me sugar paintings, do you?"

It's really heartless.

Fu Cizhou felt like a fool.

"how is this possible."

He lowered his eyes to see the shadows cast by the two of them under his feet, trying to make his tone sound plain and real.

"I have something to do when I go back to Yuanzhou, so I will send it to you by the way."