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Considering that the patient Sun Yanshi could only eat soft and rotten food, but he didn't want to drink porridge, Lang Song decided to make tomato and egg pimple soup for dinner.

Just hearing the word "tomato", the mouth will not consciously secrete saliva.

Anyway, there was no business in the evening, and Sun Yanshi didn't bother to close the shop, so he brought a bowl of dog food and let Huang Dou guard the shop door, while he took Lang Yue to the kitchen to watch Lang Song cook.

Lang Song is cleaning a crucian carp.

"Don't you want to make pimple soup?" Sun Yanshi asked, "Do you want to make another plate of braised crucian carp?"

"No." Lang Song stretched out his hand for a knife and replied while cutting the fish, "First cook a fish soup base."

"It's not enough to use boiling water..."

Sun Yanshi grunted, and stared dumbfounded at Lang Song's series of skillful operations.Cut the onion, ginger and garlic, fry the fish in oil, and boil the soup in water. After a while, a pot of milky fish soup is ready.

Lang Song poured out the fish soup, filtered out the fish meat and auxiliary ingredients with a mesh spoon, and kept the milky white and fragrant fish soup for later use.

Then, he grabbed a few handfuls of flour and put them in a soup bowl, added a spoonful of salt and a little cold water, and stirred them into balls of finely divided gnocchi with chopsticks.

After the preparations were completed, he poured a little oil into the pan, sautéed the chopped scallions until fragrant, and poured the peeled and cut tomatoes into the pan to stir fry.Stir-fried the tomatoes until they were soft and rotten. He poured in the fish soup and boiled them together. He also put in the mixed noodles and cooked them together. He also added a handful of green vegetables. Finally, he broke the eggs and put them in the pot, poured in sesame oil and turned off the heat. The bright red and green gnocchi soup is ready.

Sun Yanshi thinks that cooking is troublesome and a waste of time, and he has never had the motivation or idea to learn to cook. He also hates the smell of oily smoke, so today is the first time to watch Lang Song cook seriously.

Lang Song frowned and pursed his lips. He was sincerely chopping, cooking, and kneading the dough. When a pot of steaming noodles was cooked, the corners of his mouth could not help but twitched. It was a smile of enjoyment and satisfaction.

Sun Yanshi watched quietly from the side, and couldn't help digging in his mind when was the last time he devoted himself so much to doing something.

Three bowls of delicious pimple soup were brought to the table. Lang Yue liked today's dinner very much, and applauded her brother happily.

Sun Yanzhi lowered his head and sniffed it, and praised sincerely: "It smells so good, no wonder you use fish soup."

Lang Song was a little embarrassed by the compliment: "I'll make ribs and gnocchi for you when you recover."

"Okay, I'll wait." Sun Yanshi raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Today's meal was cooked early, they had already started dinner in this small courtyard, and the sound of oil bursting came from another house, and a market fireworks had just been ignited.

The pimple soup was left to cool slightly, and Sun Yanshi took a spoonful of the soup with a wooden spoon. The delicious fish soup was paired with sour tomatoes, and the taste buds that had been bland for two days immediately looked like brains.

With a flicker of eyes, Sun Yanshi put down the spoon, took out his phone, found a perfect angle, took a tempting photo of his rice bowl, and sent it to Zheng Ye. He immediately put away his phone and buried himself in dinner. How Zheng Ye cursed him on the phone.

After dinner, Sun Yanshi took Langyue out for a stroll, bought some fruit, and bought an ice cream for Langyue.

Lang Song strictly controlled Lang Yue's snack intake, and she was not allowed to eat snacks casually. Lang Yue was also very obedient and never cried because of it.But there is no child who is not greedy. Every time he sees Langyue's eyes lingering on the snacks, Sun Yanshi feels like a big villain who helps the tyrant to torture and mutilate children.So he took Lang Yue out for a walk to satisfy her hunger.

The two walked to a small square and stopped, sitting by a fountain that had not sprayed water for a long time.

Langyue couldn't wait to open the ice cream bag, and opened her mouth to bite.

Sun Yanshi wanted to tease her, leaned over and tried to bite, Langyue quickly withdrew her arms to block her.

"Stingy, drink cold water." Sun Yanshi pinched Lang Yue's nose, "I won't buy it for you next time."

Langyue stuffed the ice cream back into the packaging bag and put it aside, then jumped off the ground and walked up to Sun Yanshi.

Sun Yan looked at Lang Yue confusedly: "Are you angry?"

But she saw Langyue lying on his knees, stretched out her soft little hands, and rubbed them against his stomach twice through the clothes. Then she withdrew her hands and gestured a series of sign language.

Sun Yanshi couldn't understand, but he could guess what Lang Yue wanted to express.

Langyue told him that he couldn't eat cold food if he had a stomachache, it would hurt if he ate it, and perhaps told him to be obedient and take medicine on time.

Sun Yanshi was startled, then rubbed Lang Yue's head: "Yes, I see."

Langyue showed a satisfied smile, climbed up to sit by the pool again, took out the ice cream again, and gnawed on the chocolate crust on the outer layer of the ice cream like a little hamster.

The light from the floor lamp in the square was reflected in Sun Yanshi's eyes. He folded his arms around his chest and rested his cheek on the other, looking at Langyue softly.I can't help but wonder what kind of excellent parents can raise such good brothers and sisters.

The two sat by the pool, blowing the evening breeze.

Not far away, a group of middle-aged and elderly people were dancing in the square. The song played was the theme song "Crossing Love" of "Legend of the New White Snake", the DJ version. Sun Yanshi couldn't help shaking his legs to follow the rhythm.

Langyue was attracted by a group of kids playing skateboards, staring straight at their pink scooters, her legs dangling in the air.

Sun Yanshi pointed to the group of children and asked her, "Do you want it?"

I don't know if Langyue understood, but she smiled cheerfully and nodded.

Sun Yanshi raised his eyebrows: "Okay, I'll give you a gift for admission."

The two sat together for half an hour. Sun Yanshi got up and was about to go home. When he lowered his head, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, and Langyue's mouth was covered with dark chocolate.

He dug in his pocket but couldn't find a tissue, Lang Yue had an idea, and stretched out her pink tongue to make a circle, and the result became even more horrible.

Sun Yanshi couldn't help laughing, took his clean T-shirt and wiped Langyue's wet lips, and took her little hand back home.

Just after seeing off a group of shopping customers, Lang Song took a stool and sat under the rain at the door to continue stringing tags.The sound of footsteps came from far to near, and before he had time to raise his head, the soybean squatting at his feet shot out like an arrow from the string.

Soybean circled around Sun Yanshi and Langyue who had just returned from a stroll, seeing that Sun Yanshi ignored him, he immediately became aggrieved, humming "ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooah" , and he grabbed Sun Yanshi's trouser leg in his mouth when he saw Sun Yanshi ignore him.

Sun Yanshi gave a "tsk" and said, "Have I explained everything to you, the leash I bought for you is still on the way, and I will take you out for a walk when the courier arrives."

Soybean couldn't understand what Sun Yanshi meant, so he didn't let go when he yelled, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"Soybean!" Lang Song shouted loudly.

Huangdou was discouraged, and reluctantly let go, and returned to Lang Song's side, sticking out her tongue and cupping her head flatteringly to his hand.

The corner of Sun Yanshi's mouth twitched: "You need to figure out who is your food and clothing parent."

Seeing that her brother was taken away, Lang Yue suddenly became unhappy, and ran forward to stand on tiptoe and hugged Lang Song's shoulder affectionately, a little bit to compete with Huang Dou for favor.

As soon as Lang Yue got closer, Lang Song smelled a faint smell of chocolate, and when he lowered his head, he saw a large piece of melted chocolate stains on the skirt.He raised the corner of his mouth helplessly, and without revealing their little secret, he greeted Sun Yanshi and took Langyue upstairs to take a bath.

Sun Yanshi also entered the room, naturally picked up the mineral water bottle on the counter, unscrewed the cap and took a sip, then went out and sat where Lang Song had been sitting, and lit a cigarette.

It was already dark, and the wattage of the incandescent lamp above the rain deck was very low, but it was enough to illuminate the square inch in front of the door.

From the depths of the alley came the "boom" sound of someone's washing machine dehydrating, someone's TV was playing the sound of Peking Opera, and someone's children were playing, forming a noisy secular chorus.

After the smoke was exhausted and he exhaled the last puff of smoke ring, Sun Yanshi took out his mobile phone from his pocket, tapped it, and registered an expert number for himself.After exiting the app, he opened the address book. He wanted to call Zheng Ye, but he dismissed the idea after a second thought.

As soon as he got up and entered the room, Lang Song came out from the shelf and said, "Brother, you should go take a shower first."

"You wash it first, and go to bed early after washing." Sun Yanshi glanced at the clock on the wall, seeing that it was still early, "I have a laptop in my closet, you can use it to play games."

Lang Song shook his head: "I'll shuffle it later, there's still a little bit left of the tag and I'll finish it."

Sun Yanshi took a look, and there was indeed only a little left, so he didn't force himself, and nodded slightly.

When he reached the middle of the shelves, he stopped, struggled a bit, then turned around and said, "Tomorrow I'm going to the hospital, if you want work, just go, Yueyue just follow me."

"What's the matter, your stomach hurts again?" Lang Song blurted out, "Why don't we go to the emergency room now?"

Sun Yanshi smiled: "No, I made an appointment with a psychiatrist, and I will go see it tomorrow."

"Ah?" Standing under the lamp, Lang Song was dazed. It took him a long time to realize the meaning of Sun Yanshi's words, and he took a step forward unconsciously, "I'll go with you, I'm fine tomorrow." There was excitement and excitement in his voice that he didn't notice.

Sun Yanshi smiled, shook his head and said, "No, it's not a major operation, I will sign up the day after tomorrow, and you can prepare her school things at home tomorrow."

There was a flash of struggle in Lang Song's eyes, but he didn't insist: "That's fine."