125 Two dishes of stir-fried dishes

Xiao Chen has always thought that he is a person who can be good at observing words and seeing the wind, but after some things, he found that he had his own paranoid ideas like most people. He did what he wanted, and sometimes even regardless of the consequences. Because Xiao Qiu can get out of the mountain in anger, because the eagle hits the sky, and Wang Gui and Wang Gui step on the southbound train with a gloomy face.

When I was thinking about it, I found that I had walked to Zhang Qiuling's door. I quickly cleaned up my mood, bent an arc on my mouth, and rearranged my clothes before knocking on the woman's door.

Opening the door and looking at the man standing outside the room, Zhang Qiuling joked, "Are you here to pay for next month's living expenses?"

Zhang Qiuling always has a light expression on her face. It seems that she won't pay attention to anything. However, Xiao Chen doesn't know that the way he just hid in the corner and looked up at the sky was being seen through the open window by the woman. How long the man sat in the corner, and the woman stood by the window for how long she looked at it. A man's complex expression, looking at a man's confident appearance, or looking at the values of a small person. A book said that men who like to look up at the sky always like to examine their inner morality, and Xiao Chen's behavior just now just proved this sentence, so Zhang Qiuling said something that would not make Xiao Chen feel awkward or embarrassed.

Unexpected by women, Xiao Chen was really much more relaxed. He smiled and said, "Are you really going to stay in Nanjing? I thought you were just joking with me.

"Do I look like a joker?" The woman smiled. He turned back to the living room, found a chair and sat down, pointed to a brand-new sofa not far away, looked at Xiao Chen, and said, "Do that."

Only then did Xiao Chen notice that there was a single sofa in the living room, a rare kind of cyan. He walked to the sofa, looked up at the woman, and said confusedly, "Why do you want to buy a sofa?"

"Who told you that this is a new one? Who told you that I bought this sofa? The woman shook her head slightly, smiled, and corrected Xiao Chen's low-level mistakes with two consecutive questions.

The woman in lantern trousers and a floral red shirt seems to have an unpredictable smell, which is no less than the monks in the Taoist temple in the mountains.

Of course, Xiao Chen will not be angry or embarrassed by the woman's soft scolding. He sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, looked at the woman grinned and said, "This sofa is good, but it's not soft enough."

"If the sofa is too soft, it will make a person lose the motivation to stand up. Over time, he may not even be able to straighten his waist. What do you think, Xiao Chen?"

Knowing that the woman was going to teach herself, he extinguished half of the cigarette in his hand and looked up at the woman, as if a primary school student was listening to the teacher's speech carefully.

Zhang Qiulingling was amused by Xiao Chen's behavior and laughed out loud. After laughing, the woman was not sarcastic about the man. She said seriously, "I don't care who you think of you are godfather. It doesn't matter. The important thing is that you give yourself a clear position. Don't think you have a backer now. You can go to the sky in one step, and some things are better to be down-to-earth. Do you remember what I said to you at the Haihuang Pavilion Duck Store? It's good for a person to get ahead, but if he blindly relies on the power of the outside world, he will only get deeper and deeper, and he will eventually pay the price.

"So I'm still a nobody now?" Xiao Chen frowned and asked.

"You can't say that completely. At least you have accumulated a certain number of contacts. Lin Feng, the second son of the Lin family, Zhao Wushuang and Wu Dongnan of the Nanjing Military Region, Wang Gui and Chen Buyi around you, and Tang Wu, who has something to do with you, may become your help in the future. It just depends on how you do. I'm sure."

Speaking of Tang Wu, Xiao Chen smiled awkwardly and defended, "Tang Wu and I actually have nothing."

"No more, it's getting late. I'll cook, but it's agreed first. Even if what I make is not good, you have to eat it." The woman has a vigorous personality. After saying that, she got up and walked into the kitchen.

Looking at the woman in an apron in the kitchen, Xiao Chen couldn't help sighing that the world was wonderful. At the same time, he got up and walked into the kitchen to help women pick vegetables and wash vegetables. These things were not difficult for Xiao Chen. At the age of 14, Xiao Chen already knew what life was and knew that there were some things he had to face. Laundry and cooking is a lesson he must learn. Ten years later, he has been familiar with these things.

Half an hour later, two plates of stir-fried dishes appeared on the round table in the living room. Although it was a stir-fried dish, it looked a little light. One dish was scrambled eggs with leek yolk and the other was slices of lettuce.

After sitting down, the woman was a little nervous, staring at Xiao Chen and asked, "How about having a taste?"

The man rudely put a piece of lettuce, ate a piece of egg, and ate two mouthfuls of rice. The action was repeated. Soon, he had eaten half of the two dishes, but he had never answered the woman's question in words, but his action was already the best answer.

Women don't believe it. Is it really so delicious? Unexpectedly, he ate so quickly without saying a word. He took a chopstick and leek into his mouth, but spit it into the bowl in an instant. It was too salty and oily, and a little astringent.

Looking at the woman's movements, the man stopped devouring himself, put down the bowls and chopsticks and looked at the woman with a smile and comforted, "When I first cooked, I was far from you. I couldn't even eat the pigs in the widow's pigsty."

After saying such a comforting sentence, the man picked up the bowl and chopsticks again and devoured it. Soon, the two dishes had bottomed out. From beginning to end, the man did not stop for a moment.

Looking at the man's eating appearance, the woman suddenly felt a little moved, just like she was lying on the man's back, watching the man walk step by step from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, from no complaints, never stop.

After tasting the leek of chopsticks, Zhang Qiuling never moved the chopsticks again. It was enough to quietly look at the man's eating. He wanted to say, "Don't eat it if it tastes bad", but in the end, he was silent. He got up and walked into the bedroom, took out a camera, and took a photo of Xiao Chen.

"Why did you play this?" The flash made the man's eyes narrow slightly, put down the bowls and chopsticks and looked at the woman and asked with a smile.

"It will be a souvenir in the future." The woman smiled, and then put away the camera and started to clean up the two empty white porcelain plates and a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

After packing up, the woman made two cups of tea, looked at Xiao Chen and asked, "Can you play chess?"

Xiao Chen smiled gloomyly and replied, "I'm not too good at it."

Since he learned to play chess, Xiao Chen has lost very little. Even if he lost, he lost his own intention. The only convincing thing was to lose to the old man Taohua in Cullen Mountain. Xiao Chen knew that the woman in front of him was extremely smart, but he didn't believe that he couldn't even play chess, so he thought Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger and give Zhang Qiuling a downpouring.

The woman looked at the man and smiled unfathomably.

I got up and walked into the room and took out a box of wooden chess, which is very ordinary. You can easily buy it for three or five yuan on the street.