Chasing Tides

The next day, it was Granny Zhang who got up early to open the shop.

In the room, Ning Lan heard the sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping from the shop, and lifted the blanket to cover her head.

If you sleep, you will definitely not be able to fall asleep. It is also good to close your eyes and squint for a while.

When it was past nine o'clock, there was no movement outside.Ning Lan put his hands under the faucet and dashed, using physical cooling to relieve the mysterious fever that started in the middle of the night yesterday. Looking closely, the back of his hands was still a little red. I don't know what that guy grew up on, and he was as strong as a cow.

After washing up, I went to the yard to pull a few green onions, which I will use later for video recording. When I came back, I saw my mother-in-law carrying a violin to the charcoal stove.

Ning Lan turned pale with shock, and hurried forward to stop her: "Grandma, this can't be burned, can't be burned!"

Last night, in order to break free from Sui Yi's grasp, Ning Lan had no choice but to repeat her old trick. Taking advantage of his lack of energy, she kicked his calf, and then quickly ran back into the shop.

Fleeing successfully escaped, looking down, the piano box was still in his hand.

"A piece of broken wood, why can't it be burned?" The mother-in-law gestured twice, and she was a little disgusted, "It's just a bit big, let's burn the thinner one first."

Speaking of going to get the bow, Ning Lan hurriedly snatched the bow from her mother-in-law, and then went to grab the bow from her mother-in-law: "This one can't be burned either, it won't light if it's oiled."

One of them was pulling the root of the bow, the other was pulling the tip of the bow, fighting back and forth, only to hear a crisp sound of "pop", and the bow broke in two from the head.

Ning Lan's heart also trembled, seeing the limp horse hair hanging limply on the ground, she was so stunned that she forgot to blink.

The mother-in-law's hostility towards Sui Yi stems from the fact that he wants to rob someone from her, and burning his piano is just a playful joke.Now that I really broke something else, I asked Ning Lan cowardly: "What is this stick for? It won't be very expensive, right?"

It wasn't until Ning Lan put the bow flat on the table that Ning Lan felt a little familiar.He pinched the knob and turned the bow over. Seeing the three crooked characters on the root of the bow, his eyes darkened, and he shook his head and said, "It's not expensive, it's okay."

When cooking, Ning Lan frequently lost his mind.

He has a habit of putting his mobile phone next to the stove, facing the stove, changing the position after the food is cooked, facing the mouth of the pot, and finally editing it casually, and then it can be posted.

When I thawed the chicken wings today, I forgot to start shooting, and when I added ingredients to marinate, I forgot to change the angle of view. In short, all kinds of low-level mistakes emerged one after another.

Even Lu Binghua, who came to visit, saw that he was not in the right state, and teased him: "Did my brother confess his love to you? You are out of your mind."

Ning Lan hurriedly said "No, don't talk nonsense" and denied it three times.

The word "confession" really made him shudder.He engraved "I love you" on his bow four years ago, and Sui Yi also said these three words not long ago. This word suddenly appeared frequently without warning, so that he began to doubt its meaning.

He once longed for it very much, and did all kinds of stupid things to get a little bit of love, but now this thing is easily placed in front of him, but he can't believe it, and dare not touch it again.

The chicken wings were put into the pot, browned on both sides, and the rock sugar melted. Ning Lan rummaged through the bottles and jars and found that she forgot to take the Coke.

Coca-Cola Chicken Wings is a very simple home-cooked dish. He originally wanted to make some difficult or uncommon dishes. However, he read private messages, and many fans complained about him not making fried chicken wings. , begging him to make chicken wings no matter what, even if they don’t need to be fried.

Ning Lan seldom reads comments and private messages, but whenever she does, she takes what the fans say seriously, which is why today's release came about.

Cola chicken wings, as the name suggests, must have cola.There was a big fire on Ning Lan's side, and he was used to cooking in one go without distraction, without looking back, he shouted: "Bingbing, help me get a can of Coke."

No one answered.

Ning Lan yelled again, just as he couldn't wait to turn off the fire and go get it himself, a hand holding a Coke appeared in front of him.

"Why did you come here?" Ning Lan took the Coke, unscrewed the bottle cap, and poured it all into the pot.

It was too late to find out that the situation was different.Ning Lan stirred the strangely colored soup with a shovel, then picked up the Coke bottle to look at it, and stared, "Why are you taking blue Coke? It's so expensive!"

Then I watched the golden and shiny chicken wings in the pot neutralize the blue color of the cola, turning into a greenish-yellow unknown object, and said resentfully: "It's over, it's cooking in the dark."

The people around were silent for a moment, and said, "Sorry, I was too anxious and didn't pay attention."

Where is this voice, kid Lu Binghua?

Ning Lan was frightened, and took a big step back, bumping her sideways against the edge of the stove, gasping for breath, and looked at Sui Yi with the expression of seeing a ghost: "You, you, you, how did you get in here?"

Sui Yi changed her clothes and had her hair done, looking much more energetic than yesterday.He reached out to support Ning Lan, dragged his forearm to pull him away from the stove, turned off the fire, and said, "I've been here for a while."

No answer.

Ning Lan guessed that he sneaked in while her mother-in-law was dozing off and didn't notice.Either way, it's almost the same as squatting at the gate, and it's not an upright way.

Sui Yi saw his mobile phone beside him and asked, "Do you want to do it again?"

Ning Lan glanced at the unidentified objects in the pot, and unrepentantly took them out and put them on a plate and sprinkled onions. The finished product looked like a prairie with uneven green.

Ning Lan was very sorry, her facial features wrinkled together in distress.Sui Yi took a pair of chopsticks by himself: "I haven't eaten breakfast yet, give me this."

The Coke Chicken Wings special failed, and the food blogger "can't fry chicken wings" guessed that it might have something to do with the name.

The variety of ingredients at hand is not rich enough, Ning Lan stroked her chin for a while, and decided to make simpler kimbap.

During more than half an hour of cooking, Sui Yi ate up a plate of chicken wings until there was not even a green onion left.

Ning Lan couldn't bear to look directly at her, and buried her head in cutting radish strips, cucumber strips, and ham strips. After Sui Yi finished eating, he came to help, and there was still a little bit of scary soup on his mouth. Ning Lan was flustered, and threw a piece of tissue to him: "Wipe wipe."

Sui Yi took the paper and grinned while wiping it.Ning Lan was even more flustered, thinking that the mutually repulsive food would produce a chemical reaction, and the child would be fooled by eating it.

When rolling the rice, the freshly served rice was still a little hot to the touch, Ning Lan squeezed it twice, and the palm of his hand became red hot, Sui Yi frowned, and couldn't help but grab his hand and blow it.Ning Lan's scalp exploded in a flash, the hairs all over her body stood on end, she jumped up, using the sushi curtain as an excuse to escape.

When he came back, he saw Sui Yi clumsily patted the seaweed onto the rice ball, the rice ball was pinched so that it was not square or round, and the seaweed stuck to it looked like he was wearing an ill-fitting dress, which was very ugly.

In the end, all the ugly rice balls fell into Sui Yi's stomach.Ning Lan's research and development of new dishes is not without failure, and throwing away the dishes is a very cruel thing for him who is diligent and thrifty.This time someone was acting as a garbage disposer, and I couldn't help but let go of cooking a lot, and I was less timid and hesitant.

Finally came the process of arranging the dishes that Ning Lan enjoys the most. The kimbap is cut into slices of even thickness and placed on top of each other in two rows on the chopping board. The perfect combination of red, green, yellow and white is pleasing to the eye.

After recording the video, Ning Lan couldn't help taking a few photos from various angles with her mobile phone. When she turned around, she saw Sui Yi standing in the corner with her arms folded, her head against the wall, falling asleep.

I barely slept for two nights, and even the hardened man couldn't hold on.

Sui Yi's sleeping posture is not bad, but her long legs take up a lot of room.When the two of them squeezed into the single bed, Ning Lan always had nowhere to hide. In the end, he simply and roughly pressed him into his arms, and often closed his eyes and muttered: "Don't make trouble."

Ning Lan had seen him sleeping soundly countless times, but this time she still stopped to look at him for a long time, and carefully sketched the outline that was deep in her heart again.

When her mother-in-law woke up at noon, Sui Yi was kicked out again without any surprise.

In the middle of the afternoon, the mother-in-law who cooked the chicken soup with a charcoal stove crushed the used charcoal, mixed it with a bucket of stones, and spread a large piece of it at the door, which is called "anti-slip and shock-absorbing".

"Son, you really can't squat at the door. You can sit on a good butt." The enthusiastic Aunt Jiang took out a small horse, "If you have to go, take this with you."

Aunt Jiang's daughter couldn't hold back, she covered her mouth and snickered beside her.Sui Yi didn't understand what she was laughing at, but felt that bringing props seemed disingenuous, so she politely declined Aunt Jiang's proposal.

It was the first time he was chasing someone, and he stuck to the old rules in order to be safe, but he was not stubborn, the way was blocked, just change his mind.

After night fell, Sui Yi squatted directly under the window of Ning Lan's room.

Because of sending flowers every day, Sui Yi had already figured out the terrain of this area.When the lights in the room were on, he secretly peeked in by the window, trying to catch Ning Lan's figure through the thick curtains.

He thought he was unaware, but in fact there was only one desk lamp turned on in the room, and Ning Lan could see his timid silhouette clearly.

In the entire Quanxi Street, the brothers of the Lu family are the tallest, even taller than Lu Binghua, the big stupid guy, except for a certain former colleague who doesn't want to be him.

Ning Lan walked over and knocked on the glass through the curtain: "I'll call the police if you do this again."

The figure outside quickly retracted, then moved out slowly.

"it's me."

Ning Lan raised his forehead, of course he knew it was him.

"Go back to sleep." Isn't it so sleepy that you can fall asleep standing up?

Ning Lan omitted the second half of the sentence, then walked to the bed and turned off the lamp.

"I'll just stay for a while, 5 minutes, just 5 minutes." Sui Yi's tone outside the window was unusually eager, and there was no more sound in the room, and the speed of speech gradually slowed down, "The song in the recorder last time, I don’t know if you have listened to it, and the last song of the concert is also for you... I still have a lot of songs I want to play for you.”

At this moment, she couldn't see Ning Lan's indifferent face, and couldn't hear the words of rejection, so she felt a lot of courage in her chest.

"Qin is not by my side, I... I will sing, okay?"

Ning Lan inside almost jumped up and opened the window to gag him.

No one knows what Sui Yi sings better than him. The range of his voice is too narrow, and his tone is hard. It's lucky that he doesn't break his voice. Ning Lan is afraid that if he opens his voice, the entire folks in Quanxi Street will be woken up.

Just as he was about to stop it, a gentle voice came in from the window.

This is probably a piece of pure music without lyrics. Sui Yi chose the form of humming. The gentle and soft bass melody just helped him to maximize his strengths and avoid his weaknesses. The deep magnetic voice and the wind tapping on the window lattice at night are in harmony, as if he couldn't fall asleep. Natural sounds that can be heard.

Ning Lan crept onto the bed, trying to pretend to be asleep.

Before it was time for a song, he really fell asleep.

The next day was another sunny day. Granny Zhang learned from yesterday's lesson and stood in front of the counter without closing her eyes to rest. She guarded against the posture of sticking to it, fearing that even a fly would not fly in.

Ning Lan thought that Sui Yi would not come today, and sighed, feeling more relieved than regretful.

When I was going to dry clothes in the backyard, I heard rustling at the base of the wall. Looking up, Sui Yi had already stepped into the yard with one long leg. Their eyes suddenly met, and both were a little embarrassed.

Ganqing came in like this yesterday.Ning Lan thought so.

Sui Yi stepped over with the other leg neatly, and jumped directly from the low wall. It was as easy as jumping off the top bunk, and landed firmly on the ground.

What made him embarrassed was not the dishonorable way of coming in, but that when he climbed over the wall, he held the rose that had nowhere to be placed across his mouth, and Ning Lan looked at this stupid appearance that ruined his image.

Ning Lan was holding a piece of wet clothes in his hand, watching the way he appeared from the sky, he forgot his next move for a moment.

Sui Yi took the flower from his mouth, slowly raised it in front of Ning Lan, and stammered, "Today's... flower."