eat, dance, love

Fortunately, there was another order in the kitchen that required me to cook, so I went back after sitting down for a while.Gu Yu had already left by the time I finished my work during the dinner time.

On the side of the road outside the food stall, night market barbecue stalls were set up as usual, Zheng Jiabao was in charge, Zheng Xing and Zheng Hao ran out to help.It is better to say it is to play than to help.

The two children are in the fourth grade and will soon be promoted to the senior grade. Zheng Zhiming only hopes that there will be three college students in the family, so they are not allowed to play with the restaurant workers blindly, only on Fridays after school and on weekends For two days, it doesn't matter.

Children are entertained by watching everything, and it is also interesting to watch adults grilling barbecues, and serving wine and water to guests by themselves.

I went out and walked around, and asked Zheng Jiabao, "Do you need any help for Master?"

"No, no, no." Zheng Jiabao raised his face and waved his hands, and said with a smile, "Go for it!"

"What kind of waves, where am I going!" I rolled my eyes at him, then bent over and patted Zheng Xing and Zheng Hao's heads, and said, "Don't play too late, come back to take a shower and sleep before nine o'clock, Did you hear me?"

They said "I heard it", but they didn't take my words seriously at all... Alas, I felt the loss of being ignored, so I rubbed my two heads again and went home to take a shower.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter. After working in the kitchen for so long, I feel uncomfortable all over.I was humming a song in the shower when I heard Zheng Hao calling out to me: "Brother Xu!"

I turned off the sound of the water: "Why?"

There were voices outside, but I couldn't hear them clearly. I called Zheng Xing twice, but the boy ignored me.This made me a little anxious, so I hurriedly flushed the water, pulled off a pair of pants, put them on, and went out.

There was no one in the living room, I was a little puzzled, and called out to the yard again: "Zheng Xing?"

"He has already gone out, you..." Gu Yu stepped into the living room, holding two freshly grilled squid in his hand, staring at me blankly, his voice lowered, "Why are you not wearing clothes?"

I:"……"

His ears were red and he seemed shy.I looked at it and smiled secretly. It is a common occurrence in Haibao Town to go out to barbecue in only big pants, and no one would be embarrassed, only civilized people from big cities like him care.

But there's no point making fun of him.

I kept silent, took off a shirt on the balcony and put it on, and asked him, "You and Zheng Xing came in just now?"

His eyes followed me perfectly, and he nodded: "Well, I want you to show me around."

Hearing this, I was taken aback: "What are you shopping for?"

He took it for granted: "Of course it's shopping!"

I looked troubled.

He seemed to expect that I would not agree, so he gave me one of the squids in his hand and said with a smile, "I'll treat you to something, okay? Let me eat a squid from your family first, and I'll eat it with you!" "

He was originally born soft and beautiful, and the corners of his eyes turned up even more when he smiled, which is very attractive. I don't know if this is because of his mother.I was already vague about his mother's appearance, I just felt that looking at him like this, there was nothing I could do, and my heart softened.

Finally agreed.

I ended up eating the squid alone.He sniffed it, and if he ate two beards, he would have eaten it, and he would stuff the rest to me.We walked to the most upscale shopping mall in the town, and his eyes were immediately attracted by all kinds of shops.

In fact, I don't understand what attracts him to these brands in the [-]th-tier cities.Anything on him is a big international brand, perhaps limited edition.

Probably seeing my interest, he took the time to ask me: "Have you never been shopping?"

I replied: "I went to the supermarket."

After hearing this, he looked back at me with disgust in his eyes, curled his mouth and said, "Don't you go shopping with your girlfriend?"

"Hmm." I said vaguely, "No need."

He asked, "Have you never talked about a girlfriend?"

I seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and silently looked at the back of his head.At this moment, he deliberately didn't look at me, pretending to be chatting casually, but I can taste his routine.

Not only can I taste his routines, but I can also feel his nervousness-he is indeed, as he said, "not good at skills".Perhaps, that day was really the first time we struck up a conversation.Now, it was also the first time he was flirting.

I couldn't help but wonder to what extent he was interested in me.

He waited for a while and didn't hear my answer. He looked over with some doubts, looked at me for a while, and then came to his own conclusion: "You must have never had a girlfriend. Then, have you ever been in love?"

He still thought that I was a young man from the countryside. I was afraid that my vision was narrow and my thinking was conservative, so I turned a corner and asked.I held back a smile at his lovely kindness, while worrying about how to answer.

Once I revealed the information he wanted, he was happy and I was the seductress.Touching my conscience, I feel a little uneasy.

Just as I was thinking about it, his cell phone rang.He glanced down at the screen, with a displeased look on his face, but he still picked it up, with a sleepy tone: "What are you doing?"

Then I just listened quietly to the other side, occasionally returning one or two syllables.After four or five minutes on the phone, he finally said a whole sentence: "Then I won't go back for the time being, when will I go back...Let's talk, anyway, I haven't taken a long vacation for many years, let me rest. "

Finally, I hung up the phone with an "oh".

This phone call affected his mood to some extent. He didn't care about the questions he asked me earlier, and he lost his enthusiasm for shopping. He only wandered around the second floor for half a circle, and then looked for the elevator to go downstairs.

We came out from the side entrance of the shopping mall, and there was a night market street outside.

Every tourist city has such a night market street, selling some nationally unified "local handicrafts with special characteristics", as well as delicious food.Instead, he bought some small things at the night market, such as jewelry, stones, textiles and so on.Then embark on the return journey.

All the way without talking, back to the street where the hotel is located, the environment suddenly became quiet, and the sea breeze was blowing, carrying a salty smell.

"Before I went on a trip, I made a mistake on the stage and almost fell. The doctor said that I ate too little and was too depressed, which led to physical and mental collapse. My agent was terrified and stopped the trip for me. , let me come out to relax. I was just passing by you, and the second day after I ate in your store, I was supposed to go to a mountain scenic spot on your side, but the noodles you made were the only ones I had for several days After a full meal, I want to stay and eat more..."

He spoke to me in a flat tone, and when he reached this point, he paused, as if he sighed, and said: "Chef, can you make some food for me, just one meal a day, I will make it specially for you I paid for it with my mind.”

In fact, after learning that he was suffering from anorexia, I knew about it.It is said that patients with the disease will be accompanied by depression, and even develop into depression.But these days he came here, I can't see these signs in him, I just think he is very cheerful and frank.

He said this all of a sudden, and I felt a little uncomfortable.

"Okay." I agreed.

Failed to turn him down for the second time tonight.

I expected that he would come to the store more frequently, but I didn't expect that he came with Zheng Jiabao early the next morning.

Our food stalls serve breakfast, but I usually don't participate in such trivial matters.Therefore, unless I go out to sea with fishermen, I usually don't have the habit of getting up early.I was still hanging on when they came.

At half past eight, the sun shone through my window, and I didn't get up.Putting on a towel to go to the bathroom, passing by the living room, at first I didn't notice that someone was sitting on the sofa, but I suddenly felt something was wrong when I entered the bathroom.

Looking back, Gu Yu was looking down at a book.

I must have looked quite shocked, but he raised his head, smiled at me, and said, "You're up!"

I know that I don't sleep well, my hair may have the legendary bird's nest style, and with a stubble, there is still a clear difference between my appearance and tidying up.I was embarrassed, and I didn't want to reveal it, so I squinted my eyes and pretended to be sleepy.

Ask him: "Why did you come to my house so early in the morning?"

He said, "Wait for the meal."

I wanted to blurt out and ask him to go out to eat the signature seafood porridge in the store, but then I remembered that I just promised to cook for him in the future, so I couldn't say anything.I had no choice but to stuff the toothbrush into my mouth and reply vaguely: "Then you have to wait."

"It's okay, I've been waiting for over an hour," he said.

I:"……"

I went back to the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror for a while, scrutinizing the value of this face... At the same time, my heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.chug chug, I was a little caught off guard.I can't tell if it's nervous, or it's hiding some other emotion.

——For resisting his intentional approach, I really don't have the confidence in my heart that I can stay still the whole time.But at least, I have to think about solving my "uneasy conscience" before I can put him to bed.

This is called being particular.

I was thinking wildly about washing up before going out, I had already cleaned up all the yellow waste in my mind, and stood in front of him dignifiedly: "What do you want to eat?"

He put down the book, and I glanced at it, and found that it was Zheng Xing or just a Chinese book... Fortunately, he was able to hold this thing and read it for more than an hour.

"Then seafood porridge, do you have any seafood that you can't eat?"

He shook his head: "No."

good.I grabbed a handful of half-dried sandworms in the bamboo basket in the living room and brought them into the small kitchen at home.

For seafood porridge, we use local materials here, and what to put in is not fixed, seafood will be fine.Right now, I have dried sandworms, raw crabs, and shrimps in my hand, so I soaked the dried sandworms a little while cooking rice in a clay pot.After the crabs and shrimps are processed, the sandworms are also soaked, so the oil pan is taken up, fried until fragrant, and put into the porridge.

Gu Yu didn't know when he came in. He stood one meter away from me and watched. I turned my head and asked him, "You seem to like spicy food?"

"Yeah." He nodded and said, "I like spicy food very much, maybe because my grandma is from Hunan, and all the dishes I cooked for me since I was a child are spicy."

Um.I know all of this, but I just asked on purpose, lest I directly add the spicy flavor and make him question.

The porridge in the clay pot was cooked, so I turned to low heat and simmered slowly before adding the crab and shrimp.Boil in this way until it is glutinous but not rotten, and when the aroma is overflowing, sprinkle an appropriate amount of pepper.The aroma of porridge in the air is fresh and peppery, and at the same time awakens the sense of smell and imagination of taste.

In the end, the seafood porridge served to him was a variety that had never been sold in the store, and it was indeed specially developed for him alone.