a certain Zheng Kexin

The exams have been intensively bombarded recently, and the two of them are too busy. The little time they spare is used for eating and cleaning housework. This kettle has not been used since it was brought back.

In the past two days, Zheng Kexin has gone through another messy mess, and has forgotten Su Yingyu's advice, and has long since forgotten about the broken pot lid.

When she rushed out with bare feet and saw Xu Niannian who was squatting on the ground, she suddenly remembered the two previous events.

The first thing about biscuits.

There is a stall selling sesame seed cakes at the gate of Xuxiao. It is said that because of the meat oil used, the fragrance is lingering for thousands of miles. No matter whether you eat or not, men, women and children can't walk when they smell the smell. Xiao Zheng is relieved and often follows his mother. purchase.

There is a boxy table on the trolley selling biscuits. Inside the table is a stove. When someone comes to buy biscuits, the uncle will take out the corresponding amount from the stove. It can be baked and sold fresh.

At that time, Zheng Kexin was small and could barely reach the edge of the table. She couldn't see the action of the uncle holding the sesame seed cakes with long tongs. The more she couldn't see the core of this "magic", the more itchy she felt. Stay away", suddenly put his hand on it in a dazed way.

Probably when everyone was young, there was a stage when he was inclined to go to the Tiger Mountain, and he was particularly aggressive.

Zheng Kexin knew the danger in his heart, so he didn't dare to use his palm. Instead, he carried the adult behind his back and used the knuckle of his right middle finger to lightly touch the box under the cover of his sleeve. Zheng Kexin suddenly withdrew his hand and took a step away. It was too embarrassing to hold back and got a strange look from Su's mother.

It was the uncle who bought sesame seed cakes, who saw everything and smiled at her.

Later, Zheng Kexin never bought sesame seed cakes again, and the burnt skin formed a pattern like a flower.

The second thing is about rice noodles.

The rice noodle shop on the opposite side of the movie theater has become the only one with its excellent taste, and has killed many rice noodle shops in Lincheng by itself. Standing at the door like chicken blood to attract customers.

Today, the old store offers [-]% off, and the next day, the new store offers half price. Today, the old store gives away beer, and the next day, the new store gives away milk tea. The two stores hate each other, and they fight hard. resentment.

With an attitude of curiosity, Ning Zhi took Zheng Kexin to the new store once.

In contrast, the new store is more authentic. There is only boiled soup in the pot on the table, and the rice noodles and side dishes are to be served by the customers themselves.

The boss also came over and explained that the quail eggs should be laid first, and the soup has just boiled and can be boiled.

Now the boiling water that can boil quail eggs was poured all over Xu Niannian's hands. Xu Niannian threw the glass in pain, but the glass burst, and the flying fragments hit Xu Niannian's hand. blood.

On the way to the hospital, Zheng Kexin said I'm sorry no less than ten times, with a serious expression as if she was going to a grave, now Xu Niannian's injury is a hundred times more serious than her small wound back then, she can't imagine how much Xu Niannian must be in pain.

It's interesting to say that when Zheng Kexin competed with himself, it was as if his lacrimal glands had been removed. He couldn't learn how to express his emotions by crying for a while, but now he can be forced to have red eyes by worry, perhaps because of the connection between the person in front of him and his heart. Because of this, although he often cooks, Xu Niannian's hands have always been white and tender, and now they are red and swollen from being scalded by boiling water, blood has ooze from the gauze that was barely wrapped to stop the bleeding, Zheng Kexin couldn't bear to look at it.

However, after a while, I was really worried, and my eyes drifted away for a while, and then I couldn't help but float back, my two eyes dangled blindly, wishing to split myself into two parts, one was looking at the road and the other was staring at it. Follow Xu Niannian.

Xu Niannian was sweating from the pain, and kept pinching her wrist, but looked at Zheng Kexin anxiously and subconsciously wanted to comfort her: "It's okay, I always get splashed with oil when I cook, it doesn't hurt much, I'm used to it."

Zheng Ke misses you farting.

Both of them pretended to be worried about each other, and the conversation couldn't go smoothly. Zheng Kexin was anxious and couldn't talk to Xu Niannian, so he could only annoy the taxi driver every 5 minutes like he was in a hurry to have a baby.

"—Master, hurry up."

"—How long will the master be here?"

"Isn't the master coming soon?"

The taxi driver laughed straight at her urging: "I said, little girl, look at the car in front of you. Everyone is rushing back on the last day of the holiday. What you two stopped is a taxi, not a firecracker. My car is not long. Wings, can’t fly, you say so.”

After tossing and tossing for a long time, I finally arrived at the hospital. Zheng Kexin was busy helping with registration, paying money, and picking up medicine. It was already past noon when I returned home from the hospital.

Zheng Ke's heart was hanging all the way, and he couldn't take it off when he got home. His poor stomach was ignored again, and he waited empty for most of the day. He didn't wait for a little bit of feeding, and he didn't even saliva. The treatment was really miserable.

She carefully helped Xu Niannian to sit down on the sofa, first poured a glass of water for Xu Niannian, watched her get up to clean up the mess on the ground after drinking, the glass shards and water mixed with blood looked like broken glass The scene of the murder case.

After tidying up, she threw the culprit, the hot water bottle, into the trash can, and took out the well-read instructions from the plastic bag containing the medicine to review. When she smelled the plaster on the instructions, her sense of smell returned to normal, except for the smell of medicine. There was also a little smell of cooking from the neighbor's house.

Now Zheng Kexin can be regarded as reacting, the two of them haven't eaten yet.

She herself is fine, and it hasn't been a day or two since she took her stomach seriously, but there was Xu Niannian next to her, she didn't think about it, and immediately turned her head and asked, "Are you hungry, what do you want to eat?"

Xu Niannian's expression was very playful for a moment.

Zheng Kexin has seen this expression before. In the labor class of the second grade in elementary school, the USB flash drive used by the technical teacher to store cartoons is broken, and there is no teaching material for the labor class. So maybe the labor technical teacher who dreamed of being a cook once changed the topic from Dad My mother made a meal and extended it, and gave a class recipe.

At that time, Xiao Zheng Kexin was obsessed with the little master of China, and was told that he was full of enthusiasm, and then went home to cook with enthusiasm.

As a result, the eggs were not opened when making egg custard, and the egg liquid flew around and attacked the microwave oven. When the fried rice was made, the water was poured out before it was boiled dry, and the fried water attacked the kitchen again. She coaxed her out of the kitchen, and Zheng Kexin's dream of being a chef came to an end.

That's the look on Mom and Dad's faces when she's embarrassed to give herself a big bag of wafers for lunch.

"Anything can be eaten?" Xu Niannian asked.

Zheng Kexin was dumbfounded all at once.

There are so many housewives like Su Yingyu in Lincheng. The catering market is already small, not to mention the takeaway industry. In the ears of the older generation, this word is directly equated with laziness and depravity. There are no little blue people and people on the street. Little yellow people, and besides the breakfast shop downstairs, there is Mala Tang, which causes diarrhea. There are a lot of instant food in the store, and there are Master Kong of various tastes.

Now it's shameless to use wafer biscuits as a supplement, but Xu Niannian can't be allowed to eat instant noodles.

She was extremely annoyed, thinking why she didn't think about buying something to eat on the way back, so she could only respond to Xu Niannian with a wordless shake of her head.

In the end, the two ate the quick-frozen wontons buried in the bottom of the refrigerator. This wonton was bought by Zheng Kexin when the two first went to the supermarket. It was abandoned for more than a month and now it finally reappeared. Zheng Kexin didn’t know what to eat. She thought, When will Xu Niannian's hands heal? After that, he can't eat quick-frozen wontons all the time.

She can learn how to handle breakfast, frying poached eggs is not difficult, and there is nothing she can't do if Red Wolf knows it.

For lunch in the cafeteria, she can ask Qiao Yuan for food. In Qiao Yuan's last class, he was usually waiting for the gun to go off. He would run faster than a rabbit when he hit the bell. As long as he didn't get caught by Ding Xin who was guarding the door, You can eat whatever you want.

What about dinner?She smelled the aroma of rice coming from the house next door, and chewed the three fresh wontons in her mouth that tasted like celery.

Or maybe she won't go to the library in the future, and instead go to the square to buy food. There is a snack shop on the east side of the square, selling everything.

As soon as this idea came out, Zheng Kexin suddenly realized that food is the most important thing for the people, and Xu Niannian collapsed in one fell swoop.

And the money was given by her family, and Xiao Xu studied and considered for her, cutting off her way out.

Zheng Kexin suddenly felt resigned, and thought: "This is not going to work, she can't let Xu Niannian cook alone for the rest of her life, she has hands and feet, she has to learn something."

She briefly forgot about the tragedy of the kitchen explosion, and for a while regained a little confidence in seeing the little master of China. Just as she was thinking about it, she heard Xu Niannian say in a tacit understanding: "Why don't I teach you how to cook."

The two chatted for a while and reached a consensus. Although Xu Niannian was limited in movement, he still had knowledge and experience. He just took this opportunity to preach to Zheng Kexin and cultivate her hands-on ability.

This proposal hit Zheng Kexin's heart, but what Xu Niannian thought was that she finally got a chance to beat Zheng Kexin's palm justifiably, and the ruler was about to change owners.

After eating the wontons, Zheng Kexin cleaned up the kitchen, and the two hurried back to their respective rooms to start fighting the holiday homework with a knife hanging above their heads.

Zheng Kexin tossed back and forth for such a long time, leaving a bunch of homework in one breath, and now it takes an afternoon to finish two days of papers, which is a headache to think about.

Although Xu Niannian was only one morning short of homework, it was inconvenient to not be able to use his left hand. Not only was the pain from the wound affecting his concentration, his body balance was not guaranteed, and his work efficiency was reduced by half.

Although she didn't dare to delay for a minute, Zheng Kexin was still paying attention to Xu Niannian's direction all the time, as if she had developed vision in her left ear, and when Xu Niannian moved, she immediately turned her head to see if there was anything she could do to help.

"Drink water? I'll come and I will."

"Turn on the light? Don't move, don't move."

"Go to the toilet? Oh...then you go."

There was too much homework to handle, so the two of them postponed the kitchen teaching task, and simply cooked some wontons at night.

Just like this, the homework was finally finished before the twelve o'clock strike. Zheng Kexin got up and moved his arms, and a series of creaking sounds came from his neck to his waist immediately.

The third year of high school was too hard, so if she continued to study like this, she would lose half of her hair after the college entrance examination-this is a conservative estimate.

She was so tired and lazy that she didn't even have the energy to crawl to the bathroom to wash up, and she just wanted to lie down on the bed and fall asleep, but she stood still on the chair for ten seconds, and then stood up.

She helped Xu Niannian tidy up the things on the table, and after asking everything, she helped pack her schoolbag, then poured water for her to wash her feet, and then poured the footwash water to accompany her to wash.

Xu Niannian's left hand was so tightly wrapped that it couldn't catch the water, and it was really inconvenient to wash his face with just his right hand, and he couldn't even squeeze facial cleanser.The three hands of the two people were always poorly coordinated, and the three hands pinched each other for a while, Xu Niannian simply put his hands behind his back and ignored them.

Zheng Kexin worked hard for a few times, and finally found a suitable technique, carefully wetted her face, then squeezed a little facial cleanser into the palm of her hand, kneaded the foam and slowly applied it to her cheeks.

Xu Niannian's face is very clean, with good skin quality, no acne that is common at this age, it feels tender and comfortable through the bubbles, it seems to be softer than her own face.

Zheng Kexin signed up for a remedial class outside the summer vacation of her second year of high school. Most of the remedial classes outside are very loose. Some girls seem to be here for a date. Several of them wear makeup in class, with eyeliner and eyeliner that are too pretentious on their faces. mascara.

Everyone thinks that their makeup skills are good in the early stage of makeup, but it is just imagined. The fact is that most of them choose the wrong lipstick number for them. The blush on the face is like a monkey’s butt. Pocket money is limited, and poor-quality liquid foundation still sticks to powder.

The cram school decorated a few girls who didn't understand the reason why inexplicable partial renovations make the whole uncoordinated. The eyeliner is so thick that it can fill the double eyelids, and the eyelashes are all fly legs.

Zheng Kexin didn't understand why everyone was having trouble with her.

Xu Niannian's face was better, she took the opportunity to poke Xu Niannian's face, it was clean, this is what a 17-year-old girl looks like.

After the two finished washing, Zheng Kexin took the initiative to help Xu Niannian make the bed, but then encountered difficulties in changing the pajamas.

After washing Xu Niannian's pajamas, she could only wear a nightdress. The sleeves of the nightdress were too loose to touch her bandaged left hand, but it was a pullover, so Xu Niannian couldn't handle it alone.

Zheng Kexin is very unfamiliar with all kinds of "intimate" behaviors, and she got used to holding hands and hugs between girls after living with Xu Niannian. When she was in junior high school, she took Ning Zhi by bicycle, and Ning Zhi was not allowed to help her waist. Aggrieved, he grabbed the seat of the car.

Once the road was bumpy, Ning Zhi missed the car seat and almost fell off. In desperation, he hugged Zheng Kexin's waist. Zheng Kexin was instantly rushed downhill like someone stepped on his tail, and the two almost bumped into each other. big truck.

So far, all her "intimacy" objects seem to come from Xu Niannian, from holding hands to go out, to walking arm in arm, to getting up and hugging, sleeping together with arms held, breathing intertwined, Xu Niannian's The head will drill into the gap between two people.

Things that she had never thought about before, she seemed to have accepted and got used to them unconsciously. She never took the time to think about it, and everything happened naturally.

She silently gave herself psychological training. Xiao Xu talked about the university, and the university took a bath in the public bathroom, so why should she be shy? Everyone is a girl, so what are you afraid of?

All are girls.

Then she stared at her thumb with an upright face, suppressed the guilty conscience in her heart, and helped Xu Niannian unbutton her jacket like a blind man feeling like an elephant.

Then there are the buttons of the underwear.

After that, she took Xu Niannian's pajamas even more stiffly, and moved down the pajamas to block between herself and Xu Niannian, and then her breathing calmed down a little.

Xu Niannian didn't feel embarrassed throughout the whole process. For her, the intimacy between girls is as normal as breathing, which is to inhale and then exhale. It was too late and she was very sleepy. After washing her face, her body automatically received the signal that it was time to sleep, her eyelids It was almost impossible to open it, so I didn't feel Zheng Kexin's abnormality at all.

She put on the sleeves according to Zheng Kexin's movements, and then burrowed her head into the clothes, but Zheng Kexin, who was supposed to help her pull the clothes down, froze, stretched out her hand in a daze, and touched the top of Xu Niannian's head through the fabric, Then there is strength in the hands.

Xu Niannian's head poked out from the neckline, the dry air in the hair rubbed against the clothes to generate static electricity, hanging in the air like fried hair, Zheng Kexin was a little dazed, and suddenly wanted to touch it, but Xu Niannian didn't give her a chance, and half-closed her eyes Said: "Good night."

Half an hour later, Zheng Kexin had set the alarm clock and lay down on the bed. She seemed to have fallen asleep but suddenly opened her eyes, feeling a little lost when the teacher forcibly took away the unfinished papers.

She suddenly wondered, what brand of facial cleanser is Xu Niannian?

The author has something to say: Yes, I am the wicked kid who bought sesame seed cakes and scalded his hands to flowers, hey (but the scar is very shallow, it has healed up long ago, thank God)