Break that sportsman

Wei Ninghe got up after a night's rest and asked his father about the case last night, "What? He's still a teacher?"

"Humph, it's really useless to be a teacher! The book has been read into the dog's belly! Officer Liu said that he refused to admit it. He only said that he drank too much and went crazy. Later, he checked his mobile phone and home computer and found that there were actually There are a lot of indecent photos of minors, what a beast! Not only that, he still refuses to admit the facts before his eyes!" Wei Yuan was angry and distressed. He was angry that this beast shouldered the responsibility of teaching and educating people, but he used it to Doing animal things just because of your profession has ruined the bright future of many good children! I also feel sorry for the children who have been harmed. Those are scars that will stay with them for life.

Wei Ninghe also regretted not beating him harder last night and just beating him to death. This kind of beast does not deserve to live at all. "Hell is empty and the devil is in the world. Why can such a person become a teacher?"

Wei Yuan sighed and replied: "I don't know that. Maybe he disguised himself well enough. Fortunately, he was caught by you. Officer Liu and the others are also collecting evidence to convict him. I just hope he can get it." The punishment they deserve should be given to those children."

Wei Ninghe gritted his teeth and said: "It would be better to shoot this kind of person directly. If he is left alive, he will be a worm to society and a scourge to the world!"

"Okay, let's eat first." Shen Yu came out of the kitchen and interrupted the two people's indignant condemnation. However, the angry father and son quickly pulled Shen Yu into the discussion group at the dinner table. Now , the whole family had a full meal.

Wei Ninghe burped while smearing safflower oil on his ankle. Fortunately, he treated it with ice cubes in time after the sprain that day, so it didn't swell, but it just hurt slightly inside. It wasn't a big problem and could be cured by nourishing it.

He was rubbing the medicine here when the cell phone he put aside suddenly rang. Looking at the three words "Chu Ziyang" on the caller ID, he frowned and thought about what could be worth calling, and pressed the button. Connected.

"Hello? Why?"

"Do you have time today?"

"I guess so. What are you doing?"

"Have a meal."

"Eat, what to eat?" Wei Ninghe paused for a moment, then suddenly shouted: "No, why are you in such a hurry? How can I fail you!"

"I believe you can't send me. Don't you just have time today?"

"My feet are still sprained. You want me to buy things for you and then cook and wash the dishes? No, there is no door!"

"Then I'll pick you up? I'll go shopping with you and I'll wash the dishes."

"Why are you so anxious?"

"Didn't I say I'm free today? Okay, I'll pick you up. You hurry up and pack up." After Chu Ziyang finished speaking, he hung up the phone, leaving Wei Ninghe sitting on his sofa and staring at the phone.

"You're fucking sick!" He pointed at the phone and cursed.

Shen Yu heard the sound and came over. Seeing his angry look, she asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." He replied angrily, "Chu Ziyang asked me to get out."

When Shen Yu heard about this, she immediately changed her attitude, "If Zi Yang tells you to go out, just go out. Why are you getting angry? Come on, go on. It's just in time for me and your dad to go out to eat."

Seeing her attitude, Wei Ninghe stopped walking back to the bedroom to change clothes. He looked at his mother and said aggrievedly: "I, your son, my feet are so sprained and you still let me go out? And you still let me leave quickly? Humph, I You still won’t leave! I’m just here to bother you two.”

Shen Yu pushed him and said disgustedly: "Why are you pretending to be pitiful, sir? Okay, okay, I'll treat you two to dinner. Can you leave?"

"That's about the same." Wei Ninghe then made a reluctant look and stretched out five fingers to sign: "It can't be less than this number." After saying that, he avoided Shen Yu's kick and ran. Go back to the house and change clothes.

Because of the 500 yuan, Wei Ninghe didn't show much shame when he saw Chu Ziyang waiting for him on his bicycle. He just rolled his eyes and asked, "Tell me, what do you want to eat?"

Chu Ziyang thought for a long time but couldn't think of a reason, so he had to say: "Let's go to the supermarket first to see what ingredients are available." After saying that, he patted the crossbar of his car and said, "My car doesn't have a back seat. I feel sorry for you." Old man, would you like to sit here for a while?"

Wei Ninghe sneered and replied, "You're treating me like a fucking little girl. I have my own car, so I don't need you!" After saying that, he glared at him angrily and went back to get his own dead fly.

Chu Ziyang shrugged helplessly on the spot, thinking that the little girl is not as difficult to take care of as you, with an unpredictable temper, good and bad moods, and yelling from time to time, but he only dared to complain about this in his heart, etc. After Wei Ninghe came out, he still kept up with him on his bicycle. For no other reason than that, he had to rely on others for lunch.

The two of them were pushing a shopping cart while shopping in the supermarket. Ignoring Wei Ninghe's increasingly impatient expression, the scene looked really harmonious. , but it only looks like it.

"Hey!" Wei Ninghe hit Chu Ziyang in front of him with a shopping cart in dissatisfaction and said, "Don't just take whatever you see, okay? It's just three meals, how much more do you want to eat?!"

Chu Ziyang's hand, which was about to put the lotus root in, paused, looked up at Wei Ninghe and said, "Not four meals? You can't default!"

Seeing his confident look, Wei Ninghe doubted his own memory for a moment, but he quickly took out his mobile phone to find the chat history between the two of them that night and pointed it to Chu Ziyang, "Look here, you said it was a fight." How come three days of meals turned into four meals?”

"That's right." Chu Ziyang threw the lotus root in his hand into the shopping cart and said, "And the meal you said you wanted to thank me with He Shan before, haven't you made it yet?"

Wei Ninghe laughed angrily at him, "You farted, so what happened at the KTV last night?"

"Isn't that what you're thanking us for this time?"

"He Shan has already said the same thing as last time!"

"But you promised to cook for me, so you don't need to call He Shan this time. Even if you two treat each other separately."

Wei Ninghe was speechless because of his unreasonable calculation, and for a moment he didn't know what to say to refute it. Should he say that he had a brilliant mind or why he was so good at calculating? Should he praise him for being mediocre? What a genius?

Chu Ziyang looked at his incomprehensible expression and said warily: "You really want to default on your debt, right?"

Wei Ninghe sighed and forced himself to accept this reality for the sake of helping others over and over again, "No, I don't dare. I'm afraid you will have to calculate how many meals for me when the time comes, but even if it's... Four meals, you don’t just take whatever you see, this is enough for you to eat for a week." After saying that, he was afraid that Chu Ziyang would say something like asking him to cook for a week, so he asked him clearly After expressing my preference, I took out most of the ingredients, leaving only four or five items.

Chu Ziyang looked at the slightly empty shopping cart, looked at Wei Ninghe eagerly and said, "Then this is too little, can't we make more?"

"Just take one meal. I can't cook for you for several days in a row. Just buy it when you eat it." Wei Ninghe said, looking at Chu Ziyang's gloomy look, and said reluctantly: " Okay, take two more at most, otherwise it will be wasted if you can’t finish it.”

After hearing what he said, Chu Ziyang smiled happily and picked two of his favorite dishes before going to pay the bill with Wei Ninghe.

After returning home, Wei Ninghe had the attitude that no one else could rest even if he worked hard, so he asked Chu Ziyang to come to the kitchen to wash and choose vegetables for him. As a result, he became irritable again.

“Look at those beans, they’re not even picked out!”

"The potatoes are still pureed, didn't you see?"

"Why are the water boiling so high again? Who are you trying to drown?"

After finally finishing all the ingredients, Chu Ziyang made himself wet again. Wei Ninghe looked at his embarrassed look and felt that he might have met a kitchen idiot, "What are you doing?" Why don’t you wear an apron?”

"forget."

Wei Ninghe sighed as if he was resigned to his fate, and asked while chopping vegetables: "Have you never been in the kitchen once in your life?"

"I can make instant noodles and cook instant noodles." Chu Ziyang looked at his busy figure from the side, and something in his heart was suddenly poked. This was the first time he was busy in the kitchen with someone. If you do trivial things, you will be scolded and disliked, but you will also feel happy.

"Then Aunt Wen is often away from home, so what do you eat?"

When Chu Ziyang heard what he asked, the eyes that were originally looking at his figure were suddenly covered by thick eyelashes, making it hard to see what kind of eyes he had. "I tried making it myself, but every time I almost got angry or lost my temper. If you eat yourself and get food poisoning, you will end up eating takeout or eating out over time.”

"Ah?" Wei Ninghe stopped what he was doing, looked back at the person leaning on the refrigerator, and said in disbelief: "That's not healthy. How did you grow so tall?"

Chu Ziyang smiled and shrugged, and replied: "I am born with good genes, there is nothing I can do about it."

Wei Ninghe rolled his eyes, and the pity he felt just now disappeared. He started to think he was taking up space and sent him out to change clothes.

Soon, Wei Ninghe quickly prepared the meal, a stewed grass carp that Chu Ziyang asked for last time. He bought freshly killed fish from the supermarket, brought it back and fried it thoroughly, then added the peppercorns and aniseed, and simmered it slowly over medium heat. The stewed fish meat is delicious and the soup is rich; a dish of braised eggplant has the right sour and salty texture, and Wei Ninghe also added some sugar to enhance the taste, which makes it even more mouth-watering; a dish of braised green beans is added with soft beans after deep-frying. With the fragrant sauce, it’s easy to eat three big bowls of rice as a side dish; the last dish is fried shredded potatoes, the potatoes are cut into just the right thickness, and the spiciness of the fried dried chili peppers and the unique flavor of coriander make it even more enjoyable. This dish combines both color and flavor.

Chu Ziyang had been waiting at the dining table early. When he saw the dishes being served one after another, he didn't even care to say anything else. He lowered his head and started eating fiercely.

Wei Ninghe saw that he was eating happily, and he was also happy in his heart. This was the respect for the cook. But even though he thought this way, he couldn't help but remind him: "Eat slowly, your stomach will be damaged if you eat so fast." Can’t stand it.”

Chu Ziyang stretched out the chopsticks and paused slightly. He thought, it happened again, and he didn't know what it was that poked his heart, stinging, numbing, and uncomfortable.

As he picked up the rice in his bowl, he wondered if he should go see a doctor.