a certain Zheng Kexin

Zheng Kexin felt that cooking was very troublesome before. A dish involves several raw materials and several processes. There is no precise way to say the amount of seasoning. Her hands and Xu Niannian's hands may not have the same structure. ".

However, after having an oven, she discovered that cooking is not only troublesome, but also expensive. Baking is a bottomless pit worse than chasing stars.

Gelatin is needed to make pudding and mousse, butter is needed to make biscuits and scones, and cheese and pizza sauce are needed to make pizza. She thinks that the simplest bread in her imagination needs to lose a right hand to knead the dough well.

The ingredients are put aside, and there are so many supporting tools, although Xu Niannian has minimized unnecessary output, but there is no egg beater, electronic scale, six-inch mold, silicone brush...

——Zheng Kexin can only eat air.

Of course, her raised stomach refuses to eat air. The menu she listed for Xu Niannian included everything: rock baked cheese, coconut balls, grape soufflé, apple black tea scones...

Xu Niannian: "Take the gift back—you look into my eyes and answer me, are you buying me a gift or are you causing me trouble—whose gift is this?"

Zheng Kexin has a playful smile——she actually learned to have a playful smile, and at the same time, she learned to play cheeky and coquettishly: "You are the best! I love you!"

Fortunately, they spent a lot of time dealing with homework in the early stage. The pile of exercise books and test papers that could be used as weapons at the end of the winter vacation is no longer a threat. After a few days, the extracurricular classes also came to an end. Xu Niannian has been busy for most of the winter vacation, and finally Waiting for complete liberation.

On the last day of extra-curricular classes, Su Yingyu went home to pack and change clothes, and Zheng Kexin had some free time to pick up Xu Niannian from school.The old teacher was still so fond of joking. Seeing Xu Niannian packing her schoolbag and specifically stopping her, she asked without hesitation, "Are you in such a hurry? Is there someone waiting outside? I really don't want to talk to the teacher. The teacher promises not to tell your mother."

Of course hurry!Xu Niannian returned a silly smile, grabbed her schoolbag and ran away—Zheng Kexin sent a message saying that she bought ice cream, strawberry, and it would melt if she didn't run away.

The problem that has troubled Zheng Kexin for a long time has now become a unique condition. She can openly hold the ice cream and open her arms, waiting for Xu Niannian to rush to her, sharing each other's body temperature and smell, and discussing which ice cream with the same taste is better Eat some, you don't have to be afraid of anyone's eyes, and you can calmly nod to the old teacher who is lying on the window watching a play.

——If she was a young man, Xu Niannian's parents would definitely chase her down three streets with a stick.

After the legendary "end of the world", she spent the most peaceful winter.

Many years later, all the memories were covered with a thick layer of dust. She no longer remembered those important exam rankings, the trivial housework and the suffering that she could hardly endure, but the memory of these days But it is always clear and bright, as long as you close your eyes, you can see the past time.

It seems like it was yesterday, no matter how many years have passed.

Lincheng is to the north, and the sun in winter seems to be more free than in spring and autumn, which may be due to the temperature.Xu Niannian doesn't have to get up early now, she learned to stay in bed without a teacher, Zheng Kexin got up at six or seven o'clock to take care of Sheng Yunming, she stretched after being woken up, turned her head and fell asleep again.

She no longer maintained the posture of holding Zheng Kexin's arm, and rolled around all night, being pulled back into her arms again and again by Zheng Kexin.

When I woke up again, it was already high in the sun, and breakfast was far away as a matter of my previous life.Their hair was messy and fluffy from being rubbed by the quilt, and they stared at each other sleepily, like two children who woke up from their lunch break in kindergarten and were waiting for the teacher to hand out cookies.

Seeing Xu Niannian's lazy smile, Zheng Kexin stretched out his hand to poke her face: "Your eyes are so round, how come they bend into crescent moons when you smile."

"Just bend like this." Xu Niannian completely narrowed his eyes and showed her a serious demonstration.

Zheng Kexin followed suit, raised her head and tried to draw the moon on her face: "So curved?"

In such company day after day, Zheng Kexin gradually forgot that she planned to live out her life alone and leave the inheritance to the cat after death, probably because the cat can act coquettishly and be nice, but she didn't smile like Xu Niannian For the sake of cuteness.

After lunch, Xu Niannian was cooking delicious food in the kitchen, and Zheng Kexin would make two cups of hot cocoa and put them on the table in the dining room, play a song, and listen to the gentle girl singing in Japanese.Then move a chair to a place where you can see out of the window when you look up, bask in the most comfortable sunshine of the day, look at the girl you like the most, and read English novels to her.

What is an April day in the world, what is seeing the begonia flowers in the early morning, and what is the beauty of the moonlight tonight... Anyway, she has understood all the diaries that have been crazily circulated in the □□ space.

I understand better why the scent of the bakery makes people feel happy and happy, and it is easy to think: life is good, long live life.

When I read it, my mind will be distracted, and I feel that this long winter will never end, and I hope to copy and paste this period of time infinitely, and it will be like this every winter in the future.

Occasionally, I would also carry private goods, and read slowly: "The grass is growing its seeds and the wind is shaking its leaves."

She still couldn't get rid of the problem of picking dough, and when she caught Xu Niannian not paying attention, she couldn't help reaching out to make trouble, and then made her hands greasy.

Most of the time, I still make wishes, such as biting into a freshly baked, crispy and sweet apple pie, and saying contentedly, "I still want to eat flower cakes!"

Xu Niannian also spoiled her: "I can't buy it this season."

That's right!

Zheng Kexin: "Let's do it ourselves, haven't you planted a lot of flowers!"

Xu Niannian stopped the knife, and forced out a murderous smile: "Do you think I look like a flower cake?"

Su Yingyu went home more and more frequently, and basically came back every evening to pack and change clothes, and Xu Niannian would prepare a portion of the snacks she had made in advance, so that she could take them to the hospital as snacks.

Su Yingyu heard Zheng Kexin say that Xu Niannian was a good cook, but she didn't expect that her daughter was not exaggerating, she was not talking nonsense.After eating half a piece of peach blossom cake, she praised Xu Niannian inside and out, and she seemed to want to recognize her second child.

There is only such a short tail of the winter vacation, and the two bags of class powder that were added later are still blocked at the transit station thousands of miles away, and the school's opening information has been sent to everyone's mobile phone.

Two days before school started, Zheng Shupei was discharged from the hospital.

Xu Niannian got up early in the morning to pack her luggage, and found that the things dragged in a box had doubled in size at some point, the bathroom was lined with toiletries, the notebook and homework in the bedroom, the pajamas she washed yesterday were drying on the balcony, the window There is also a pot of hyacinths that have not bloomed yet.

Zheng Kexin packed all her clothes on the sofa, and helped her fold them one by one and put them in bags.In fact, she doesn't want Xu Niannian to leave at all, but she is not a child who can play tricks and act recklessly. No matter how good these days are, the holiday is over.

Xu Niannian can't live in her house forever, not to mention Sheng Yunming won't be quiet all his life, once Zheng Shupei comes back, this house is likely to turn into a puddle of mud again.

Xu Niannian shouldn't have heard those swear words.

Everything recovers and a new year begins.

Last autumn, Zheng Ke thought to himself, why is it still like this these days.

When winter came, she was thinking about what to do in the future.

Now that spring is here, she doesn't think about anything anymore.

A happy day is a day, and other things will be discussed later. She just wants to keep the happiness of the moment.

Xu Niannian was overwhelmed by the parcels all over the place, wishing to change the zodiac to an octopus and grow eight hands out of thin air.

Zheng Kexin blurted out: "Don't take the oven, it's inconvenient. I'll ask my dad to bring it to you later."

After saying this, the two of them were silent for a few seconds, only a few seconds, Zheng Kexin quickly recovered his emotions, raised his head a second before Xu Niannian reached out to pat her, and smiled calmly: "I even forgot— —If I don’t wait for my mother to come home, I’ll send it to you.”

Xu Niannian's raised hand slowly slid down. He didn't comfort her after all, but just shook his head with a smile: "I can do it by myself. I moved a lot more luggage than now... By the way, remember to eat the cake in the refrigerator, it's been too long It's going to be bad."

Zheng Kexin nodded silently.

Xu Niannian was the same as when he came, and when he left, he explained everything he had to ask until the taxi arrived downstairs and he had to go out.

Zheng Kexin helped her push two suitcases and a backpack into the elevator, remembering that before winter and summer vacations started, Ningzhi and the others always complained that time passed too fast.

At that time, she never felt it, she just felt that the days were long and difficult. It was not until the last winter vacation in high school that she understood the so-called time flies, and the feeling of the sun and the moon flying like a shuttle.

In a blink of an eye, many years.

"Then I'm leaving." Xu Niannian waved his hand, and the elevator door closed in response, and the door of the safe passage was closed by someone. During the day, the entire corridor was dark, and the elevator door closed bit by bit, isolating the only light source to Zheng Kexin's world outside.

Zheng Kexin suddenly stretched out his hand, blocking the elevator with only a narrow gap left.

The scene just now was like a curtain call performance at an art festival when I was a child. When the curtain was drawn, those people disappeared.She was flustered by the name, and stepped forward to hug Xu Niannian, as if as long as she didn't let go, they would never be separated for the rest of their lives.

Xu Niannian was taken aback by her, and patted her on the head to coax her: "I heard from An Ji that her younger brother chased little girls every day, like a little tail, and you are also like a child."

Zheng Kexin: "I miss you."

Xu Niannian: "I haven't left yet."

Zheng Kexin: "I will miss you even more after you leave."

Xu Niannian: "..."

Has it been sung in the song that love makes people a fool.

After Xu Niannian left, Zheng Kexin sat in the living room for a long time, then pulled himself together, washed Sheng Yunming's hidden clothes and pants, and tidied up the room again. When it was dark, Zheng Shupei came back.

Zheng Shupei had lost weight obviously, but his complexion was good, and his clothes were clean and tidy. If it wasn't for the lack of a shoe, it was almost impossible to see that half of a leg was missing in the leg of his straight trousers.

"Dad." Zheng Kexin yelled, and then she remembered to hold the handle of the wheelchair. Because she was sitting in a wheelchair, she subconsciously felt that her father was a lot shorter.

Zheng Shupei's expression was unspeakably awkward. After chatting for a few words, he said that he was tired. Su Yingyu stepped forward to take the wheelchair and pushed him back to the room, instructing Zheng Kexin to say: "The clothes in the blue bag are dirty, help mom put them in the bathroom." .”

Zheng Kexin turned on the washing machine as she said, and only realized when she was pouring out the laundry detergent. Her father felt ashamed. He would be a cripple in the future, a burden to the family, and he couldn't hold his head up in front of his daughter.

So these days she calls, he never answers.

According to Xu Gao's tradition, senior high school students start school earlier than students in other grades. Usually, the huge school is full of people, and there is no silence and noisiness.

Now that two-thirds of the source of noise is missing, the air pressure of the third-year seniors is getting lower and lower one by one, and the spring that has just started seems to be back again, and the whole school is extraordinarily cold and quiet.

Qiao Yuan became the only living thing that was steaming hot in the winter. On the second day of school, the whole school had a morning meeting on the playground. His father chased him from the fourth floor to the first floor with a piece of water pipe, and took the speech on the rostrum. The grade director retreated tactically in fright.

Early in the morning, a whole playground of high school seniors holding small books and bowing their heads to recite books raised their heads and watched the drama of more than a dozen teachers fighting.

An Ji turned his head to the side to give Ning Zhi a look, and tilted his head to signal, meaning: one didn't take the exam, and the other didn't take the exam, why is Qiao head so angry when he just started school.

Ning paid his respects and explained in a low voice: "It's not because of the exam. Qiao Yuan wanted to take the art exam and take the photography exam, and ran to fight with his father... It seems that the uprising failed, but Qiao still disagreed."

An Ji narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and gestured for a three, and asked: How can I pass the art test in the second half of my third year of high school?

"Maybe he wants to repeat the grade." Ning Zhi was also worried, "With his grades... anyway, the choice of volunteers is quite narrow. I also mentioned that his father still won't let me."

Although many universities have set up art test majors, and major art test training institutions have flourished, but the fire has not yet spread to Lincheng in a short time. Hook up, thinking that it can't be regarded as a serious college student.

Although Qiao Yuan's grades have never been able to support the wall, in Qiao's mind, no matter what, he can't pass the art test.

An Ji sighed with a headache, his eyes flickered, and Ning Zhi expressed her prediction that Qiao Yuan would lose another layer of skin.

Ning Zhi finally couldn't help but spit at her: "You're an old mute, why don't you show me your sign language skills."

An Ji hummed: "It's not like you don't know what I mean."

When the two of them were "chatting", Zheng Kexin and Xu Niannian were standing behind them. After hearing Ning Zhi's explanation, Xu Niannian turned to ask Zheng Kexin, "Why does Teacher Qiao have a water pipe?"

"That's his exclusive 'teaching stick', a teacher's day gift given to him by a student in the class many years ago." Zheng Kexin said, "Qiaotou used it...it's very easy to beat Qiao Yuan, and it has been used until now."

Just as she was talking, Ning Zhi suddenly looked back at Zheng Kexin. She couldn't tell what was wrong, but her innate sixth sense was playing -- Zheng Kexin was different from before.

After watching for a long time, she frowned and asked, "Are you in love?"

After saying this, she herself thought it was impossible. It just so happened that the radio station suddenly played a song without knowing what went wrong, and there was a strange rippling in the sky of the playground: "The most important thing is to be happy."

"Do not worry."

Zheng Kexin's eyes lit up, and she leaned into Xu Niannian's ear and whispered, "Listen! "Happy Planet."

"Huh?" Ning Zhi was interrupted suddenly, and listened for a while, and it took a long time to realize, "This is a brother from "Family with Children."

An Ji couldn't bear it anymore and turned his head: "Haven't you guys watched "Happy Baby"?"

The four of them froze for a while, then laughed with wide eyes.

Ning Zhi forgot the stupid question he asked in a blink of an eye, but An Ji gave Zheng Kexin a searching look, turned his head, and took a light look at Xu Niannian.

After drinking half a glass of water before going to bed, Zheng Kexin got up to go to the toilet at night, and just when she opened the door, her whole brain suddenly boomed—she is very sensitive to smell now, even a little smell can make her skin crawl, Zheng Kexin rushed to the toilet. When I went to the kitchen, I looked up and saw Zheng Shupei who was smoking.

The father and daughter looked at each other in embarrassment, Zheng Shupei nodded first, moved the cigarette in his hand aside, and asked, "It's so late and you haven't slept yet."

"Slept, got up to go to the bathroom." Zheng Kexin paused, and added, "I smelled it, and thought it was gas."

She seldom smells of tobacco. There are cigarettes in her house, all given by some relatives. They have been kept in the cabinet before, and Zheng Shupei never smokes.

Zheng Shupei doesn't smoke, doesn't drink too much and doesn't fool around. He goes straight home after work. His rare hobby is going to the park on weekends to play ball with a group of high school students... and then he doesn't go there. Covered with a quilt to catch up on sleep.

He was a blameless husband and a blameless father.

There is no ashtray at home, Zheng Shupei found a few pieces of paper and poked out the cigarette butt. It took a while before he answered the conversation, a little cautiously: "Dad...Dad just can't sleep, come out to take a breath."

These days Zheng Shupei has been avoiding her, except for a brief appearance at meals, the rest of the time has been staying in the bedroom, several times Zheng Kexin looked in through the crack of the door, and found that Zheng Shupei hadn't done anything, just stared out the window in a daze.

"Okay...then, you go to bed early." Zheng Kexin took two steps back, and couldn't hold back and asked, "Dad, how about...or I'd better go out and live. If I don't, it's a waste."

Her dad hasn't passed the test in his heart yet. If she moves out, her dad may feel more relaxed.At least you can watch the news and eat more while eating, so you don't have to rush back to your room.

Zheng Shupei was silent for a long time, not looking at her from the beginning to the end.

"Go ahead, move out, the house was rented for a year... just this time, Dad can't see you off."

The author has something to say: "The grass is bearing its seeds and the wind is shaking its leaves." —— "In front of the door" "That was his exclusive 'teaching stick', which was given to him by a student in the class many years ago for Teacher's Day Gift." Zheng Kexin said, "Qiao Tou used it... to beat Qiao Yuan very easily, and I have been using it until now." ——It was also the teaching stick of our class teacher in the fourth grade, and then when I was "on duty", I smashed it with a stick Broken head teacher's desk.