I'm poor

Because it was quite cold outside, Liang Yushu proposed to go to the shopping mall and find a shop to sit down and have a cup of hot tea.Yan Qinsheng didn't refuse, this could be regarded as two lonely people hugging each other to keep warm.

They entered a tea restaurant and sat down by the window. Liang Yushu looked around at the customers in the shop with the gaze of a businessman.

Yan Qinsheng smiled, "Is Mr. Liang planning to open a teahouse to grab business?"

Liang Yushu slightly raised his eyebrows, "As a businessman, I can do what I want to make money. I just have the habit of always paying attention to market dynamics."

Yan Qinsheng sighed with admiration: "So there is a reason why you bosses are successful. The first thing people like me do when they enter the store is to see if there are any discounted packages."

"Society is made up of all kinds of people. There are bold leaders, down-to-earth followers, and a few shrewd speculators. Without any kind of people, society cannot function. Don't always deny your existence, Qin Sheng , In fact, you are very good."

"I always feel that you are very good at complimenting people." Yan Qinsheng smiled while holding the teacup, his fingertips also warmed up.

Liang Yushu's emotional intelligence is very high, chatting with him is a very enjoyable thing, Yan Qinsheng can hardly imagine why such an outstanding man would get divorced.

"I haven't contacted you for a long time. I don't know what you are up to." Liang Yushu said.

"I was really busy a while ago. I planned to take the adult college entrance examination. I enrolled in a cram school at night. I went to work during the day and went to night school at night."

Liang Yushu nodded and said: "Continuous learning is a good habit. Only by constantly making yourself stronger can you not need to depend on others. It's just that you have worked hard. I think you are thinner than before."

"Really, then I will eat more later."

Liang Yushu looked at him, and suddenly asked, "Why isn't Fang Yi with you?"

"He went back to his hometown a few days ago," Yan Qinsheng thought for a while, then changed his words: "No, he should be abroad now."

"Leave your lover behind and fly abroad for vacation?" Liang Yushu's tone instantly became displeased.

Yan Qinsheng quickly explained to Fang Yi: "He must be busy with something, and he used to go to Australia often."

"You didn't ask him what he was going to do in Australia? I remember that your company has no export business."

"I asked him a question. He seemed a little unhappy. I usually don't ask him about work. If I ask too much, he will get annoyed."

Yan Qinsheng thought about it carefully, since he joined the job, it seems that there is indeed no export to Australia in the bill.

"The company is not currently engaged in export business, but I heard that Australian milk is very good, maybe he is looking for a source of supply."

Liang Yushu put the teacup in his hand on the glass tea table, and said with a serious face: "Qin Sheng, although I am an outsider, I still want to remind you kindly from the perspective of a friend. Excessive indulgence and consideration will only make the other party take your Giving is what you deserve.”

Yan Qinsheng was shocked by his sudden seriousness, and replied seriously: "Mr. Liang, Fang Yi should pay more. He is very kind to me. I should understand him."

He couldn't wake up this silly boy, Liang Yushu couldn't help worrying about him: "Qin Sheng, you are still too naive, let me say something unpleasant, you shouldn't put your status so low, just pointing at him. He left you behind during the holidays, I think there must be something wrong with him."

The reason why he said this so firmly was because of the last phone call, which man would use that kind of thing to show off his power without considering his lover's feelings at all.

Men will show off how many women they have slept with at the wine table, how beautiful and sultry that woman is, but they never discuss it with their wives. This is a kind of protection, and the reason is the same.

Yan Qinsheng lowered his eyes and stared at the tea leaves floating in the teacup, and said lightly: "Mr. Liang, I have known Fang Yi since high school. He is really nice and has helped me more than once. Besides... I was the one who was sorry for him and hurt him in the past. I understand his feelings, even though he is busy with work and ignores me now, I can understand it, it is the time when I can help."

Liang Yushu sighed quietly, looking at him with deeper eyes.

"Qin Sheng, it's true that men will turn bad when they have money."

Yan Qinsheng raised his starry eyes to look at him, and asked him back with a smile, "Then Mr. Liang, have you become bad?"

Liang Yushu and him looked at each other for a long time before chuckling and nodding, "It's gone bad, and now I really want to be a robber who steals people's love. If a good baby can't get the protection it deserves, it's better to give it to someone who loves it ,dont you agree?"

Yan Qinsheng was slightly stunned, and then smiled slightly, "Mr. Liang is a gentleman, how could you steal other people's things? Your thinking is very dangerous."

Liang Yushu could see that Yan Qinsheng didn't really want to continue this unpleasant topic, and said in silence for a moment: "I feel like I didn't eat dumplings, and this festival is a bit deserted."

"It's a little bit of what you said." Yan Qinsheng nodded slightly and recalled: "Actually, I didn't like eating dumplings the least when I was a child, especially the ones filled with leeks and eggs, which taste very strong. My mother would always force me to eat a big dumpling. bowl, and then I ate dumplings while crying, as if I had been wronged so much."

Speaking of this, Yan Qinsheng couldn't help laughing again, his eyes filled with sourness, "Now that I think about it, I was born in a blessing and didn't know the blessing, and I couldn't eat it even if I wanted to."

"Do you know how to make dumplings?" Liang Yushu asked him with a smile, his gentle tone made it hard to refuse: "If you can, come to my house tomorrow to make dumplings together, we will be lively too."

Yan Qinsheng thought about it. Anyway, he was alone at home for a few days off. He didn't have many friends in this city except his colleagues. Since Liang Yushu had invited him, he couldn't refuse, so he nodded and agreed, "Okay."

The two were chatting, and the bell rang zero o'clock unknowingly, and everyone cheered. Yan Qinsheng picked up his tea cup and lightly touched the cup in front of Liang Yushu.

"Happy New Year, Mr. Liang."

"Qin Sheng, I hope you will always be happy."

"Thank you for your kind words." Yan Qinsheng put down his teacup, took out his phone and sent Fang Yi a message.

happy New Year.

The next morning, Yan Qinsheng set off to Liang Yushu's house with vegetables and shrimps. He also checked the address and found that they lived very close.

Wearing a light brown striped sweater, Liang Yushu greeted Yan Qinsheng at the door, stretched out his arms to hug Yan Qinsheng, and then patted him on the back.

"Glad you're here."

"I interrupted abruptly." Yan Qinsheng felt that Liang Yushu's way of greeting was really Westernized, warm and gentlemanly.

Xiao Mu ran out of the house in a hurry when she heard the movement, and shouted crisply: "Brother Qin Sheng, Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year, Xiao Mu." Yan Qinsheng took out a red envelope from the pocket of his padded jacket and was about to stuff it into Xiao Mu. Liang Yushu saw it and quickly reached out to stop him.

"What lucky money do you give, don't spoil the child, take it back."

"After a new year, I will definitely give the New Year's money, let Xiao Mu take it."

Yan Qinsheng insisted on giving it, but Liang Yushu didn't agree. This kind of snatching of red envelopes happened in every household. Because of the matter of red envelopes, the two politely grabbed a moment at the door, until Yan Qinsheng's two hands were caught by Liang Yushu's big palms. The two stopped suddenly, looked at each other awkwardly and smiled.

"Don't take it, Xiao Mu thought we were fighting, don't scare the child anymore." Yan Qinsheng took his hand from Liang Yushu's, bent down and stuffed the red envelope into Xiao Mu's down jacket pocket.

Xiao Mu stood by and looked up at the two of them: "No, Dad is reluctant to beat Brother Qin Sheng."

"If the child can't talk, don't talk. Go back to the room and do your homework." Liang Yushu panicked for a moment, pushed Xiao Mu to his room, and then asked Yan Qinsheng to sit down and have a cup of tea.

There is a large shelf next to the living room wall of Liang Yushu’s house. There are many old hand grinders, bottles of coffee beans and English books on it. It looks quite valuable.

Yan Qinsheng just took a quick glance at the shelf, then immediately looked away, and even moved a few steps to the side vigilantly.

That shelf is filled with Liang Yushu's favorite treasures, but all the guests who come to the house will sigh that Liang Yushu is a man of great taste and sentiment, and Yan Qinsheng is the first person to scoff at these collections.

Liang Yushu walked to the front of the shelf, reached out and took out a can of coffee beans in a glass bottle, looked at it, and put it back on the shelf: "I brought this can of coffee beans back from Jamaica. It's authentic Nanshan coffee. I really want it." I personally grind a cup of coffee for you, but unfortunately you don't like it."

Yan Qinsheng put down the dish in his hand, and said casually: "To a layman like me, even the best coffee tastes the same, and it would be a waste of money to drink it for me."

"Sit down, I'll pour you tea."

Yan Qinsheng sat on the sofa, casually picked up the book on the coffee table and flipped through it.

Flipping along the bookmarked page, the bold letters of PTSD came into view.

"Post-traumatic stress disorder... what is this?" Yan Qinsheng checked the cover of the book again, it seemed to be a book about psychology.

"Mr. Liang, I didn't expect you to study psychology."

"I only watched it recently."

Liang Yushu put the teacup on the tea table and sat down beside him.

"Qin Sheng, I've always had a question. Even if you're allergic to coffee, it's not so serious that you can't even smell the smell. And I feel that you are not only disgusted with coffee, but more of a psychological fear. .”

Yan Qinsheng dodged his eyes and lowered his head, closed the book in his hand and put it back on the coffee table, then put the teacup to his lips and did not speak.

"PTSD is the information that external events trigger individuals to awaken internal fragments. Under the specific trigger effect, adaptation disorder and mental pain appear. In severe cases, there may even be a great sense of rejection for a certain word, object or image."

Liang Yushu picked up the contents of the book and read a paragraph, then turned his head to stare at Yan Qinsheng: "I think your state is very similar to what is described in the book. Have you suffered any mental trauma?"

"I'm going to wash the vegetables. I'm going to make shrimp dumplings today. I don't know if you like them." Yan Qinsheng avoided the subject, got up and carried the vegetables into the kitchen. Soon there was the sound of splashing water.

Liang Yushu put down his book and walked to the door of the kitchen, and saw Yan Qinsheng washing a small vegetable for a long time.

The two big men had been busy all morning and finally wrapped the dumplings. Yan Qinsheng was busy in the kitchen with a copper spoon in his hand while boiling water. It's not as simple as I imagined.

"Try and see if it's delicious." Yan Qinsheng brought a large plate of steaming dumplings to the table, and Liang Yushu sat down beside the dining table, picked up the chopsticks and rubbed his hands: "It's hard for you, I said we made them together, but the result is all yours." doing."

"No way, Mr. Liang helped chop stuffing." Yan Qinsheng took a dumpling and tasted it, his eyes narrowed into a nice arc, "It's not bad."

Xiao Mu happily gave Yan Qinsheng a thumbs up while eating the hot dumplings in the small bowl.

"The dumplings made by brother Qin Sheng are super delicious. I almost vomited after eating all kinds of pasta made by my father every day." She stuck out her tongue deliberately as she spoke.

"You can praise your brother, but don't belittle your father?" Liang Yushu began to argue with his daughter again, and he had to squabble a few words every day to feel comfortable.

He ate a few and couldn't help nodding his head in praise: "Qin Sheng, your cooking skills are really good, have you learned anything specially?"

"I bought a cookbook a while ago and learned it accordingly." Yan Qinsheng replied, because Fang Yi was too picky when eating, he didn't eat onions, ginger and garlic, and he liked to eat different dishes every meal. I can't think of a few dishes, so I can only make new tricks every day according to the recipe.

He didn't know how to cook at the beginning, and he gradually learned everything to perfection for Fang Yi.

Liang Yushu picked up a white and tender dumpling with his chopsticks, and muttered to himself softly, "I really envy the person who can live with you."

"What?" Yan Qinsheng stopped his chopsticks and looked at him suspiciously.

"It's nothing, I was wondering if I should ask you about cooking skills, lest Xiao Mu say that I can only cook pasta." Liang Yushu explained calmly.

"The method is very simple. I searched the Internet for recipes. I just need to pay attention to cooking the small green vegetables first. When I made it for the first time, I chopped the green vegetables and mixed them with the minced meat. As a result, the stuffing was full of vegetable juice. French bread……"

Yan Qinsheng explained the main points to him in detail, and only after he finished speaking did he realize that he had talked too much today, but Liang Yushu listened to him patiently with a smile on his face all the time.

Before leaving, Liang Yushu called Yan Qinsheng to stop, took out a scarf from the room and wrapped it around his neck.

"Finally, I have the chance to return it to you."

"I didn't expect you to keep it." Yan Qinsheng was a little surprised, he lowered his head and touched the scarf around his neck: "It just so happens that I haven't bought a new scarf yet."

Liang Yushu put on his coat, picked up the car keys and put them in his pocket: "It's cold outside, I'll take you home."