[K Mo] Open the door, send a courier!

/l-LOCUS its name

Funnily enough, our private restaurant has been open for a week and we haven't settled on a name for it yet.

It's unreliable to count on KO for things like naming a name. He hasn't even graduated from nine years of compulsory education.That time when I was squatting in the living room scratching my head and worrying, he came over affectionately and handed me a copy of "Modern Chinese Dictionary", which was still in the sixth edition.

I was confused holding the dictionary, he touched my head, and burst out a sentence that was very inconsistent with that elite face:

"Turn it casually, and use the first word on the page you turn to."

This method can only be described as "abandoning oneself", but it is really worth a try. After all, fate is a very mysterious thing. Maybe I will throw in a good word that is fresh, refined, simple and kind.

So I closed my eyes, held the book in my hand and sincerely prayed to the God of Modern Chinese, flipped a page casually, and opened it.

Open your eyes, page 1053, the first word is [bird].

There are only two words under the entry, the first word is [bird flu], and the second is [animals].

It's really refined and simple.

“…………………………”

At that moment, I suddenly felt that it was great that KO and I were both men and couldn’t have children, otherwise one day in the future, my child might cry and ask me why I named him Hao Bird Flu.

At that time, I can only say to him sadly: "Why don't you change your name to Hao Qinshou?"

Because your dad is a beast.

Oh, I mean your other dad.

The matter of naming the restaurant was put on hold. After all, private restaurants are different from other restaurants, and it doesn't matter if they don't have a name.

As a foodie with a sensitive tongue like a genius, I have already figured out the large and small private restaurants that have taken root in this city. Some of them are quite large and famous. It is hidden in various small alleys and residential areas. You need to turn the [-]th bend of the mountain road to explore the delicacies hidden in ordinary houses. Some even have to go to the restaurant owner’s house and sit in his living room. to taste.

It's normal for these restaurants to have no names. People spread word of mouth and gradually spread their popularity through recommendations from acquaintances and friends. Everyone just needs to remember a house number.

Our restaurant is similar, simply printing an address and a string of order numbers on the business cards sent to relatives and friends.

Fortunately, the address doesn't sound too bad - No. 17, Moon Alley.

I ordered a wooden number plate to hang at the door, and Yu Banshan saw it when he came to eat, and he shook his head: "Look at your level of naming. Fortunately, this place name is literary enough. It would be embarrassing if it was changed to the next door."

...The one next door is called Little Chrysanthemum Alley.

Hey, you Yu Banshan, everyone is also the one below, how dare you say me? ?

In order to repay his little chrysanthemum, I specially asked KO to add a few more chicken buttocks to Yu Banshan's large plate of chicken.

Thank you Shanshan, for the sake of the auspicious year of the rooster, at least this chicken butt does not have bird flu.

/y-YOURNAME Your name

If it’s interesting to say that a restaurant has been open for a while without even having a name, then it’s a frightening thing that I’ve had sex with KO countless times without even knowing his real name.

The reason why I say "thinking about it carefully" is because if you don't calm down and think about it carefully, it is really easy to be ignored.

Where did KO come from, where did he live, where was his household registration, and whether he had other relatives besides his parents. These questions that should have been known when he knew him were all taken away because of his orphan status. They are all grandson monkeys who jumped out of the rocks, floating around in the world as a matter of course, the dragon sees the head but does not see the end.

Just like he appeared in my life without warning, if one day I wake up and find that he is gone, I really don’t know where to find him except for the food stall where I worked before.

It's a pity that by the time I realized this, I had already missed the best time to ask questions.

Now we are not only cohabiting, but also running a restaurant together, sticking together day and night, and in the evening, we must do some indescribable intimate sports.Leaving aside the gender issue, this kind of relationship can basically be equivalent to a husband and wife.It was only at this point that I started to ask him, "By the way, KO, what's your name?" It was so embarrassing that I couldn't even say it.

Although I didn't say anything, with my straight-forward personality, I'm afraid everything I wanted to say was reflected on my face.

So that day when KO was meeting in the kitchen, he suddenly asked, "Do you have anything to say?"

I was taken aback when I was kneading dough and playing boredly next to me, and subconsciously said: "No, no..."

He stopped talking, lowered his head and continued to knead the dough, his mouth was pursed into a straight line, and his jaw was slightly tense.

To outsiders, he still looks calm, but in my eyes, there are many differences in one way or another, and various meanings can be interpreted from it—for example, his expression is obviously distressed now. .

After a few minutes, KO put down the dough in his hand: "...Is it something you can't tell me?"

There are very few things in this world that can distract him in the middle of cooking, so far, I am one of them.

He raised his head and looked at me with dark eyes, with an inexplicable frustration in his tone, like a big wolf dog who is afraid of being abandoned by his master. This appearance always hits my weakness instantly, making me immediately Surrendering with the white flag, everything is tried, and sometimes I even suspect that he is pretending to be pitiful on purpose.

"Uh, it's really nothing..." I squeezed a handful of dough in my hand and leaned over: "I just think... I don't seem to know much about you."

KO raised his eyebrows in surprise, and looked me up and down with pointed eyes, as if to say: You know me well from top to bottom.

I blushed when he saw it, grabbed a piece of bread and stuck it on his face: "What are you thinking about! It's not that way!!"

KO took off the pancake from his face, wiped his hands on the apron, hugged me to the console and sat face to face with me: "What do you want to know?"

I really like this kind of angle of view that is slightly higher than him. I can see KO's face from another angle, and I can easily kiss his cheek with just lowering my head. "For example, where is your hometown? Do you have any relatives? Where did you live before we met? And..." I held back for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help shouting: "Your name!"

KO was taken aback for a moment, as if he had just noticed this problem, narrowed his eyes and said, "I'll tell you when I do it 9999 times."

Too shameless!

I was so angry that I twisted his ear with my flour-stained hand: "It will take 27 years to calculate once a day! By then you will have died of exhaustion! Shall I go and see it on your tombstone!"

KO let me hurt his ears, with a smile in his eyes: "It's pretty quick."

"Damn! Who cares! I'm the instinct of the number one scholar in science, okay?" I blushed and said, "Are you going to tell me or not!"

"There's nothing to say." KO sighed: "My family is local, and I have never met other relatives. I lived in the south of the city when I was a child, and then I worked everywhere, and I couldn't afford to rent a house. The jobs I found were full of food and housing. You can live wherever you work, and you don’t have a fixed place to live, you know all of this.”

"Although I know, it seems to be no different from not knowing..." I scratched my head: "What you said is too brief, it always makes me feel very mysterious."

KO raised his head slightly, and the distance between us suddenly became very close. His breath swept across my cheeks: "Hao Mei, my past is not mysterious, but dull. Before I met you, I couldn't think What is worth mentioning, the family is empty and has nothing. Sometimes I even fear that if you stay with me for a long time, you will gradually understand that I am not an inscrutable person at all, but just a lifeless tramp .”

I stared at him blankly, and was a little surprised at his honest inferiority complex. I didn't know what to say, and suddenly said, "You can speak idioms."

KO managed to keep up with my jumping train of thought, tapped my nose with the slightly cool tip of his nose, and couldn't help laughing: "I bought a modern Chinese dictionary."

It's okay not to mention it, but now when I mention that dictionary, bird flu and animals are in my mind.Angrily, I stretched out my arms to wrap his arms around his neck, and pressed against his forehead, maybe because I was too close, those dark eyes were full of my reflection.

"KO, I don't know what you think, but for me, as long as it's about you, even if it's a boring thing, I want to know, how could you have lived for more than 20 years, more than 20 days and 365 days, how could it be nothing What do you mean? When you like someone, you want to know everything about him! Sometimes I am also afraid that you will disappear when I wake up, and I don’t even know your name, let alone where you are. to get you back."

In fact, there were still some things in my heart that I didn't dare to say, because I was afraid that he would get angry when he heard it.

If, I mean if, one day I belched, my soul went to heaven, and I was lucky enough to meet KO's parents. The two old people asked me if so-and-so was doing well, but I didn't even know the name they said Know.At that time, what face do I have to tell my father-in-law and mother-in-law that KO is my boss?How can there be a boss who doesn't even know the name of the boss's wife?

But in the end, these are all unfounded worries. I neither think KO is boring, but also know that he will never leave me.But love is a very neurotic thing, the more happy you are about to overflow, the more you will worry about what you have.

KO silently held my right hand, turned it over with the palm facing up, and scratched it a few times with flour on it.

"Hey, what are you doing?" I was naturally ticklish, and subconsciously wanted to retract my right hand: "It's so itchy."

He didn't speak, he held my wrist with his left hand, and wrote stroke by stroke with his right index finger on my palm.

I suddenly reacted, my eyes widened, I stared blankly at the palm of my hand until the last stroke was finished, I subconsciously opened my mouth to read those words, but my lips were caught off guard.

"Well..." My body has long been used to his sudden closeness from time to time, although I was taken aback, I opened my mouth kindly to welcome his tongue in, and exchanged a wet kiss.

"Hush," he pecked at the corner of my mouth after kissing, "Don't read it, just know it in your heart."

I bit him angrily: "Your name is nothing special, you have to keep it a secret!"

"Well," KO nodded, "I'll only tell you one person."

/m-MEOW Meow

I don’t know if it was my last sentence “I’m afraid you’ll disappear when you wake up” that stimulated KO. The next day he solemnly gave me a big yellowed envelope with a bulging inside.

"What?" I opened the envelope with a puzzled face, and took out KO's ID card, household registration book, health certificate, chef qualification certificate, bank card, medical insurance card, primary school graduation certificate... and even a piece of paper. A crumpled certificate, on which was written the champion of the Mathematical Olympiad in the second group of junior high school in City A.

"So you were still a top student back then?" I looked at him with wide eyes: "No, that's not the point, why did you give me these?"

"I'll leave it to you for safekeeping," KO looked at me steadily, "I'm not going anywhere, the place with you is my home."

"……………………"

I opened and closed my mouth a few times without saying anything, until my face was flushed from holding back, and I barely managed to say "...OK."

This person is really scary, why can he say such a nasty love story as lightly and naturally as if "I bought two catties of cabbage today"? ?I haven't gotten used to being teased by him from the beginning until now, every time I get blushed and heartbeat by him, if I continue like this, I will lose a few years of my life.

In this way, the troubles about my lack of understanding of KO were satisfactorily solved by him, and I completely lived a happy life without knowing the taste of sorrow. The only problem is probably that I am a little bored.

The number of guests that private kitchens can receive is limited, and the daily dishes are pre-ordered in advance. The number of people and the number of dishes are clear. You only need to prepare the ingredients in advance, and wait for the guests to cook. KO's workload is much easier than before, but he spends a lot of time in the kitchen. Now he cooks more carefully, carefully crafting every dish, and repeatedly studying recipes. Even when the guests leave, they will ask two questions about the taste.

He is obviously not the wage earner in my impression who only cares about cleaning the front of the door and doesn't bother to care about the feelings of the customers at the food stall. Instead, he regards this restaurant as his own business and works hard for our life every day.

I'm too relaxed in comparison.Originally, our division of labor was that he was cooking in the back kitchen, and I was the receptionist at the front desk. KO is not good at dealing with customers, so I took care of everything other than cooking and shopping, such as receiving customers, processing orders, setting tables, taking seats, serving dishes and pouring water, etc. It seems trivial and complicated, but in fact I couldn't do much work at all, and most of the time I sat on the steps of the door basking in the sun and watching people go by in the alley.

I have to say, this person is easy to "transfer love" when he is empty, and is easy to be taken advantage of by the "little three".

This incident dates back to an idle afternoon.

KO was studying his recipes in the kitchen again, and I was sitting in the small courtyard at the entrance, looking at several plates of sweet and sour pork ribs on the table, feeling dizzy and unable to taste.

In order to match his improved recipe of sweet and sour pork ribs, I contributed my genius tongue to help him try and test each dish, and then put forward detailed revision suggestions for each dish.

For this project, I was very excited at the beginning. After all, some food can help, who would not be happy.But no matter how good the food is, I have to try at least three different sweet and sour pork ribs every day. After a few days of eating, my tongue is almost numb.

The elders have a saying that children should not sigh at the food at the dinner table, otherwise they will be disrespectful to the food and will be punished by the Kitchen God.This is really effective, I just sighed at the ribs, then a black shadow jumped from the wall to the table, picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and ran away, leaving behind a figure as fast as lightning.

"Wow...!" I yelled in fright, jumped up from the chair and hit my knee.

KO heard the sound and hurried over, thinking that something happened to me.

"It's okay, it seems like a black cat took the ribs away just now..." I rubbed my knee and grinned: "Hiss...it hurts."

KO has always hated me for a little sickness or pain. Even if I bumped myself stupidly, he would still help me rub my knees with a distressed face, making me look like a three-year-old kid coming home from kindergarten.

Of course, sometimes KO’s motives are impure. He rubbed his knees for me, rubbed his hands and then started groping around. In the end, they kissed each other logically. The two of them went back to the room greasy, and closed the door. No one cares about the ribs on the table.

When I walked back to the yard with my waist supported, I found that the black cat had come back again. It was sitting on the table and licking its paws contentedly. Its stomach was full and the ribs in front of it were empty. a plate of.

From that day on, as soon as KO made sweet and sour pork ribs, the black cat jumped off the wall with a meow, rubbed around my feet, and acted like a baby with all my strength until I gave him candy Vinegar ribs until eaten.

This black cat is athletic, has a smooth body, and has black and shiny black hair. The amber cat's eyes are particularly energetic. It can be said that he is a very handsome young man.In view of his outstanding appearance, I once thought it came from someone.But when I asked the neighbors in the neighborhood, I realized that this guy is a well-known stray cat. He has a different personality from other cats, especially aloof. He rarely eats food given by people, and he will not get something like other stray cats. He would turn his belly out on the ground to please without any moral integrity, always sitting on a high wall, looking into the distance alone and proudly.

After hearing this, I was very proud, and ran home and praised KO: "My chef's level is really extraordinary, even such a cold cat is defeated by your sweet and sour pork ribs!"

This black cat undoubtedly added a bit of liveliness to my boring daily life. I began to look forward to the days when the black cat would come to my house for a walk. Every time it came, I would hug it and feel it along its fur. Stop, sometimes take a nap on the sofa together with it, like a cat addict.

In order for it to stay in my house for a while, I also prepared a special nest and water basin, and even named him - sweet and sour pork ribs.

/e-ENVY Envy

Sweet and sour pork ribs stay longer and longer in my house. Although I go out for a walk for a few hours every day, I always come back on time for meals and sleep in the nest I prepared for him at night. It has become our home. half of the members.

For the sake of its health, I stopped feeding it human food like ribs, and replaced it with cat food and canned cat food.

In fact, I like cute things like small animals and children, and the furry ones are especially my favorite.

I used to live at home, and the big house was full of antiques collected by my dad and accessories that my mom loved. For the safety of valuables, I only kept pets like small goldfish and turtles at most; I can’t keep these things in the rented house without work. Now the appearance of sweet and sour pork ribs just fills up the regrets of many years. I spend almost all my spare time on sweet and sour pork ribs, and I am keen to shoot various The art photos of cute pets are posted on Moments, like the kind of boring parents who post photos of their children all day long.

When KO finished preparing the ingredients and came out of the kitchen, I was crouching on the sofa to retouch the picture of sweet and sour pork ribs, while the black cat lay on my lap and yawned leisurely, wagging its tail.

"What are you doing?" KO leaned over to look at my phone: "Smiling so happily?"

"Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs Pic." I turned my phone to show him: "You are handsome! How about letting him be the spokesperson of our restaurant? Maybe it will attract a lot of female customers."

KO reached out and snatched my phone, flipped through a few pages back and forth, and found that they were all photos of sweet and sour pork ribs, and said rather annoyedly: "When you said that last time, you took a photo of me." Said After that, he lifted the back of his neck and threw the sweet and sour pork ribs off me, and lay down on the sofa with his head resting on my thigh: "There is still this place, it used to be mine too."

I sat there for a long time before I realized that this Bensan man lying in front of me was actually jealous of a cat.

What did Boss Zhen say?It is true that love makes mature people childish.

"I can't help it, the sweet and sour pork ribs are so handsome!" I deliberately teased him: "I announce that your status in our family has dropped to the third place."

KO grabbed my collar in a funny way, pecked my lips twice, pretended to be pitiful and said: "It seems that I will be abandoned soon, and continue to live a wandering life."

"Where do you want to wander?" I pinched his nose: "Who said that the place with me is your home before? You changed your mind so quickly?"

Flirtatious words are not nutritious, KO simply raised his hand to catch my mischievous hand on his face, put it to his mouth and kissed it lightly, looking at my eyes so affectionately People fall directly into it.To be honest, I am more or less used to him coming up to give me a tongue kiss every now and then, but this sudden knowing blow is really overwhelming, I immediately blushed without disappointment, and lowered my head to kiss the corner of his mouth .

Since the restaurant was closed and no one came to bother me anyway, KO just pressed me and did it once on the sofa.Compared with two adults, the sofa is slightly narrow, so we have to be tightly entwined from the beginning to the end, rubbing each other's ears, wishing to melt each other into our own bodies.

"Do you think sweet and sour pork ribs look like a person?" After finishing a round, I hugged KO's neck and chatted affectionately in his ear: "He is handsome, has a good figure, and wears dark all day long. The eyes are very sharp, and he obviously likes to ignore others, but he likes to act like a baby by my side..."

KO didn't answer directly, but squinted his eyes and kissed my cheek: "Compared with sweet and sour pork ribs, who do you like better?"

I burst out laughing: "Aiwujiwuluo. It's because I like that person so much that I can't help but also like sweet and sour pork ribs."

Of course, I said such nasty things to make KO happy, but I didn’t expect him to be so happy. Suddenly, he bit my side of the neck like a beast in heat, and the thing buried in my body that didn’t withdraw was hard. Get up and dawdle back and forth.

We did it twice that night on the sofa, and once in the bed when we got back to the bedroom, which almost made me unable to get out of bed the next day.

In fact, I have thought about the sweet and sour pork ribs. Now KO and I have formed a family. Keeping pets is not my business alone. I should ask for the other party’s consent.

So when KO came to bedside to feed me porridge in the morning, I told him my thoughts: "If you don't like small animals, don't keep sweet and sour pork ribs at home. Anyway, it was a stray before. I often Just go feed it."

"I don't like it, I was joking with you yesterday." KO fed the porridge to my mouth spoon by spoon: "When I am in the kitchen, let the kitten accompany you, otherwise you will be in a hurry."

I laughed a few times, thinking that my boredom should not be so obvious, I can only secretly guess that any emotion in me may not escape the KO's eyes.

He finished feeding the porridge in silence, took out a tissue to help me wipe the corners of my mouth, and looked into my eyes with a serious expression before leaving with the bowl: "Since I picked it up, don't let it wander."

I was stunned for a few seconds with the spoon in my mouth, not sure whether he was talking about the cat or himself.

But the answer is always the same.

I smiled and pointed my nose at him: "Okay, we will be a family of three from now on."

/o-OVERACT

On that day, our restaurant welcomed two special guests.

"There are only two people, but we ordered 8 dishes." KO looked at my reservation list and said, "It's very strange."

"I also think, is it particularly delicious?" I rubbed my chin and pondered: "And this Mr. Zheng has never been here before, and this is the first time to make an appointment."

KO frowned: "Is it possible..."

Before he finished speaking, I already understood the meaning tacitly. What KO wants to say is: Is it possible that he came to steal the teacher.

I am ashamed to say that KO and I often do this kind of thing. We go to popular restaurants and order each other’s signature dishes to study. With my sensitive tongue and KO’s deep cooking skills, most of the dishes can be perfectly replicated. down, and even make improvements.

When I first started doing this kind of thing, I was still a little guilty, thinking that it was very unprofessional, but KO was very calm and replied to me: "It's nothing more than a dish that can be learned once you eat it."

Okay, this is domineering.

"Whatever, we're not afraid of those who come to steal the teacher." I posted the menu on the blackboard in the kitchen: "Anyway, they can't learn what you cook if they want to."

But it turns out that I was too naive. The customer this time is far from simply stealing a teacher.

As soon as the scheduled time arrived, the "Mr. Zheng" who placed the order appeared at the door of the store on time, holding his wife's arm. The two were well-dressed and well-groomed, and they were not ordinary people at first sight.My eyelids twitched, my heart pounded, and I bravely led him to his seat.

"The environment is not bad." Mrs. Zheng sat down gracefully and praised with a smile.

"Thank you," I twitched the corners of my mouth and poured two cups of green tea: "Please wait a moment, I'll go to the kitchen to pick up the food."

"Boss stay here." Mr. Zheng said: "Are there any other customers in the restaurant now?"

I didn't know what kind of medicine he sold in the gourd, and I had a bad premonition in my heart, but I answered honestly: "No."

"Then trouble your chef to serve the dishes yourself." Mr. Zheng smiled like an old fox: "Many of my friends have recommended this place to me. I come here because of the reputation, and I really want to see the chef's true face in Lushan."

"This..." I showed a embarrassed expression: "Our chef is very introverted and doesn't know much about talking."

"It's okay, I don't mind." Mrs. Zheng gracefully opened the napkin on the table and placed it under the plate, eating her own food with a three-star Michelin temperament. What is too much to ask for?"

These words were very level, and there was something in the words, which made it difficult for me to deal with it, so I could only press the call bell on the wall slowly.Sometimes the restaurant is too busy, and I don’t have time to pass the food by myself, so I also use this calling bell to ask KO to help serve the food, but this is the first time that this is the case today.

KO quickly pushed the dining car and appeared at the door of the box. Three meat and three vegetables, plus one soup and one dessert, eight dishes were served one after another.

Mr. Zheng was basically looking at the dishes, while Mrs. Zheng stared at the chef the whole time.

"Oh, this squirrel mandarin fish tastes very special," the two boasted while eating, "and this durian cake is also very delicate."

I stood aside and nodded my thanks, but KO was obviously not good at dealing with this kind of situation, so he could only nod along with me stiffly.

After a few bites, Mr. Zheng revealed his background, took out two business cards and put them on the table.On the black velvet textured high-grade paper, there are several bronzing cursive words: CEO of New-style Catering Group.

KO squeezed his business card, and gave me a complicated look, as if saying, "They really came to steal my teacher".

"Our New-style has been committed to the field of localized western food and new style Chinese food. We have branches in various cities and pursue to break the tradition. The dishes here are very satisfying to me." Mr. Zheng talked eloquently: "Recently, the group is preparing to open City A opened a branch, I wonder if Mr. KO is interested in joining?"

I have seen a lot of people poaching other people's corners, but this is the first time I have started poaching corners openly in front of the boss.

KO frowned and took a step back, pushing me out: "This is my boss."

"It's really young and promising," Mr. Zheng commented perfunctorily, and then turned his gaze back to KO: "The salary and benefits we give to the chef are top-notch, and it must be more promising than staying in a small restaurant. "

I can't refute this, but KO has already started to get angry, and his tone is cold: "I'm not interested."

"Young man, don't talk so badly," Mr. Zheng said with ease, "When I talked to many chefs, I was like you at the beginning, but they were all moved by the favorable conditions we offered. "After that, he took out another contract from his bag and pushed it down in front of us.

I opened the contract and looked at it, and couldn't help but gasp.

KO snatched the contract from me without even looking at it, and slapped it back on the table: "No need to think about it."

"Mr. KO, you will definitely regret it if you refuse now." Mr. Zheng sighed exaggeratedly, his eyes drifted back and forth between me and KO, and finally fell on me: "Boss, what do you think?"

I was so stared at that my scalp was numb, and I hesitated and said: "Actually... it's not that I can't think about it..."

KO didn't expect me to say that at all, his big hand clenched my wrist tightly, and a pair of dark eyes looked at me in surprise.

Instead of looking at KO, I pointed to the contract on the table: "Are you really planning to fulfill the terms on it?"

"Of course, if Mr. KO is willing to cooperate, I think there will be no problem." Mr. Zheng said happily: "I believe that there is nothing impossible in this world, only unattractive conditions. Could it be that Mr. KO offered me something Are you still satisfied with the conditions?"

"Satisfied, satisfied, he must be satisfied." I grabbed the contract on the table and stuffed it into KO's hand, shouting anxiously: "Why don't we sign it today."

KO opened the return terms page of the contract in a daze, quickly skipped some miscellaneous content, his eyes stayed on the last line, and he was stunned - there was written in black and white: During the contract period, the rent at No. 17 Moon Hutong will be exempted, A gift of Hao Mei is included.

Mr. Zheng laughed, and looked at the ignorant KO meaningfully: "I said it before, young man, don't speak so outrageously."

/t-TRUTH Truth

There is no Mr. Zheng or Mrs. Zheng at all, only Mr. Hao and Mrs. Hao, my parents.

I couldn't go on acting anymore, I rushed up and shook my dad's shoulder: "Have you two had enough fun!! Why didn't you tell me before you came!!!"

"Who told you not to bring people home, we can only see for ourselves." My mother picked up the chopsticks and picked up another durian cake: "I have a surprise for you."

It's really a deep urban routine, I want to go back to the countryside.

KO finally caught up with the jumping rhythm, and looked at me blankly: "Your... parents?"

"Uh, that's right." My head was full of black lines: "I made you laugh."

KO quickly put down the things in his hands, and respectfully bowed to my parents: "Uncle and aunt, I am KO."

Look at this standard bow, this sonorous and forceful tone, I have definitely practiced it secretly, just waiting to see my parents one day.

That's right, I've been with him for so long, rolled the sheets countless times, and even opened a private restaurant together. At this point, I haven't brought him to meet my parents.

KO hinted at this issue to me several times euphemistically, for example, when I told him not to work too hard, he would say that he should earn more to make my parents feel at ease.Although my brain is a bit slow in this regard, I more or less understood his intention after hinting for a long time, but I still pretended not to understand, and happily brought this question over.

There are many reasons for this. On the one hand, KO actually doesn’t know my family situation. In his concept, my family is probably well-off or middle-class, while his parents are both dead, and he only reads the nine-year compulsory education until the second year of junior high school. , often reveals a little inferiority complex from words and deeds, fearing that my parents will beat the mandarin ducks, even though I have said many times that my family does not mind, it is still difficult for him to get rid of that worry, so he can only silently spoil me, wishing he could treat me more a little better.If you let him know that my father is rich, my mother is from a famous family, and I am an out-and-out rich second generation, is that okay?Isn't the tip of the horn going to get into the ground?

On the other hand, I am also speculating about my parents' true attitude. They can applaud Banshan and Zhen Shaoxiang's affairs, but it does not mean that they can accept that their son also finds a son-in-law to go home, let alone Zhen Shaoxiang and Banshan. People know each other well, there is nothing to worry about, and KO is a complete stranger to them. It is one thing to know that I have found a boyfriend on the phone, but it is another thing to actually meet face to face.

In short, no matter how rough I am usually, I am still very cautious about the KO. Before the time is ripe, I don't intend to take people home hastily.

I didn't expect that if I didn't go, I would be on the mountain, and if the mountain came, I would be the only one.

My parents came to City A quietly, and even ordered a table of dishes under a fake name, which made me sweat like a drum in my heart.

Why didn't you see that the two of them had the talent to act in family sitcoms before? ?

Fortunately, judging from their attitudes, they should be very satisfied with KO. Of course, I don't believe that they just took a few bites of KO's food and think that KO is worth entrusting. They must have already asked about it from Yu Banshan. Many of us know KO is