my boyfriend is a chef

A sudden sound of the doorbell shattered Sun Youchen's chaotic dream, he opened his eyes in a daze, his vision was pitch black, after a moment of adaptation, he turned on the lamp by the bed, took a look at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it was [-]:[-] It's [-] minutes, it's not time for him to get up and go to school.The doorbell still rang persistently, but no one answered the door. He put down the alarm clock, struggled to get up, scratched his curled hair, put on his down jacket and came out.Dad is also true, he must have been playing mahjong all night and forgot to bring the keys, so he remembered to make breakfast for himself when he came back.

Sun Youchen turned on the light in the living room, opened the door while yawning, and said inarticulately with his mouth open: "Dad, why do you—" The next moment he hurriedly closed his mouth, because the person standing outside the door was not his father, but It was Xi Chuan, his father's apprentice. Sun Youchen was extremely surprised: "Brother Chuan?"

Xi Chuan's complexion was not very good-looking, he licked his dry lips, his protruding Adam's apple slipped, looked at the disheveled and handsome young man in front of him, and didn't know how to speak.

Sun Youchen felt a little strange, why did Xi Chuan come to his home so early, what happened?Only then did he realize that Xi Chuan's face was not very good-looking, the dark blue coat seemed to be wet, and the color of the clothes looked a little black: "It's raining? Why are you here? What happened? Come in and talk, okay Cold." The cold wind blew in from the door, and Sun Youchen who hadn't zipped up couldn't help shivering, he quickly wrapped his clothes.

Xi Chuan came to his senses, stepped in quickly, and closed the door, he licked his lips again, and said with difficulty: "Youchen, something happened to Master." His voice trembled uncontrollably.

When Sun Youchen heard this, his mind went blank for an instant, and he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with my dad?"

Xi Chuan moved his eyes away, not daring to look into those clear eyes: "Master, he is in the hospital. You go and get dressed, I will take you to the hospital."

When Sun Youchen heard that his father was in the hospital, he became anxious: "My dad is sick? Or is he injured somewhere? He didn't come back last night. Is it because of this? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Xi Chuan didn't answer him directly, but just pushed him to get dressed: "Hurry up."

Sun Youchen didn't ask any more questions, and hurried back to the room to change clothes. Without brushing his teeth or washing his face, he took his schoolbag and came out: "Let's go, Brother Chuan."

Xi Chuan turned to look at him, nodded, said nothing, put his hands in his pockets, Sun Youchen couldn't see his clenched fists with white knuckles.When going out, Sun Youchen also took the umbrella on the shoe rack at the entrance.Xi Chuan saw it and didn't make a sound.

After going downstairs, Sun Youchen asked again: "Brother Chuan, what's wrong with my dad? What's wrong with him?" The weather in early spring was really too cold, and it was still raining lightly, and white gas could be seen when talking.

"I don't know either. They called the store to inform me." Xi Chuan lowered his eyes, pushed out the moped parked at the stairs, and wiped the rainwater off the cushion with his sleeve.

Sun Youchen frowned: "Then why didn't you call me?" He took out his phone and looked at it. The battery and signal were both full, which felt very strange.

Xi Chuan didn't answer: "Get in the car, put on your hat." He said and stepped into the car.

It is not easy to open an umbrella while riding a bicycle. Fortunately, the rain is not too heavy. Sun Youchen stuffed the umbrella into the schoolbag, put on the hat of the down jacket, and stepped on the back seat of the car.Xi Chuan stopped again, turned around and tightened the cap buckle for him, so as not to let the wind blow it over: "You hide behind me."

Just as Sun Youchen was about to speak, Xi Chuan had already started the car, and the cold wind was blowing in his face. He quickly put his arms around Xi Chuan's waist and hid behind his wide back, thinking that Xi Chuan was really tall.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was dark and the city hadn't woken up yet. There were only faint yellow street lights and sparse car lights, and few people moved.Not long after the new year, winter has not completely left. This season in Rongcheng has always been cloudy and rainy. Although the temperature does not drop below zero, it is still cold, that kind of biting damp.The cold wind and rain hit Sun Youchen's face, and he was completely awake from the cold. He suddenly realized that his father must be seriously ill, otherwise Xi Chuan would not have come to pick him up on purpose, he could have called to inform him Own.What's wrong with dad?Is it life-threatening?Thinking of this, Sun Youchen shivered all over his body, as if he had fallen into a hole in the ice, from the head to the soles of his feet.

Even through the thick clothes, Xi Chuan still felt Sun Youchen's trembling, he blinked his red eyes vigorously, and controlled his emotions, wondering what would happen if the younger brother knew the truth for a while.

When he arrived at the hospital, Sun Youchen followed Xi Chuan and walked straight forward. After entering a building, instead of going upstairs, he went to the basement. The panic in his heart was getting bigger and bigger. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Xi Chuan's sleeve, and his voice was also He couldn't stop trembling: "Brother Chuan, where are we going?"

Xi Chuan couldn't control his emotions anymore, and wiped his face with his hand, forcing tears back into his eyes: "Youchen, Master, he had a car accident last night, and the car drove into the river."

Sun Youchen was taken aback when he heard it, and murmured, "What about my dad?" He couldn't help but burst into tears.

The elevator door opened, and a cold wind blew in, carrying a strange smell. Xi Chuan turned his head and took a look outside, and led Sun Youchen out of the elevator: "Master, he couldn't come out..."

"Dad—" Sun Youchen completely lost control of his emotions and almost fainted.This is not true!How could Dad die? He clearly said that he will always be with him. When he left yesterday morning, he also said that he would make steamed beef for himself in the evening. He also said that it depends on his college entrance examination. How can you bear to leave yourself?

Xi Chuan stretched out his arms and hugged the thin Sun Youchen.Sun Youchen was crying and looking around: "Dad, where are you? You lied to me, right? Come back soon!"

Xi Chuan led him to find the mortuary of his master Sun Boying. Sun Youchen looked at the bed covered by the white cloth, and couldn't believe that this was his favorite father. He lifted a corner of the white cloth with trembling hands, and the gray head was his own. The most familiar thing is that that face no longer has the warm smile he is familiar with, nor does it have any fresh breath.He knelt down, unable to stand up again, and could only utter an "Ah—" in his throat, like the howl of a wild animal.

Xi Chuan looked at Sun Youchen who was kneeling on the cold floor, turned his head away unbearably, stretched out his hand and wiped his eyes, the mother of the younger brother died of illness a few years ago, and he was dependent on the master, and now even the master is gone, so he can do it in the future What to do, I haven't graduated from high school yet.

Sun Youchen didn't have much memory of what happened next. The doctor came and the police also came. Xi Chuan helped him deal with it all. There were no close relatives in his family, and Xi Chuan and his father's friends presided over the funeral.He himself was like a marionette. When people told him to kneel, he would kneel, and if asked him to bow, he would bow. This state lasted until the end of the funeral. Sun Youchen carried his father's urn and walked slowly towards the outside of the funeral home.

Xi Chuan stopped him: "Youchen, where are you going?"

Sun Youchen turned his head to look at Xi Chuan, and opened his mouth: "Go home." His voice was hoarse, not at all like his usual clear and watery voice.

Xi Chuan found that the younger brother was still a little dazed, and said softly, "Let's leave Master in the columbarium."

Sun Youchen looked down at the urn in his arms, and shook his head: "I want to take my dad back." His voice was hoarse, and it was difficult to make out what he said, but Xi Chuan could still hear it, and advised him: "This is not good, You put the master here so that it will be convenient for you to come and worship him and his wife in the future."

Sun Youchen's tears dripped down and fell on the red sandalwood-colored urn, his lips trembled: "But I'm afraid, I will be alone in the future."

Xi Chuan's nose was also a little sour, and he raised his hand to touch the top of his hair: "Don't be afraid, there is a brother with you."

Sun Youchen put his head on Xi Chuan's shoulder, crying like a child, he thought his tears had dried up, but unexpectedly, Xi Chuan's shoulder was still wet.Xi Chuan did not persuade him, and he still cried. After learning of the death of his master, Sun Youchen cried for a whole day, and then he never shed tears again. Slowed down.

The urn was finally deposited in the columbarium of the cemetery. On the way back, Xi Chuan looked at Sun Youchen who was leaning on his shoulder and sleeping with his eyes closed. He took off his coat and put it on him.Xi Chuan secretly sighed, what will Youchen do in the future?He recalled the things his master had told him on the day of the accident. It seemed that it was not a coincidence, but that the old man was in the orphanage. In this way, the accident of the master was not an accident, but a suicide.Just why did Master do this?He really couldn't figure it out.Let's go back and see what Master left for Youchen.

When Sun Youchen was pushed awake by Xi Chuan, the car was almost at the stop. He saw Xi Chuan take the clothes covering him and put them on, and asked himself gently: "Are you hungry? Let's go eat something?" I haven't seen Sun Youchen eat in the past few days, and his already thin body seems to be blown down by the wind.

Sun Youchen shook his head, expressing that he didn't want to eat, he had nothing to love in his life now, and he wasn't interested in anything.

Xi Chuan sighed, he is still a grown child, how can he be so hungry?After entering the room, Sun Youchen went directly to the bed and lay down, covering him tightly with the quilt.Xi Chuan glanced at the bed, but didn't bother him to rest, and walked around the room. The room was large and warmly decorated, but there was a sense of desertedness in the room, which was the lack of popularity.

Xi Chuan thought for a while, and decided to cook something for Sun Youchen. He walked to the refrigerator in the dining room, and saw a green sticky note on the refrigerator, which said "Dad, I want to eat steamed buns tomorrow." beef".Xi Chuan looked at this post-it note, tore it off, put it in his pocket, and opened the refrigerator. It was full of vegetables, which should be bought by Master. He checked it and found that the materials were complete. He took out After eating beef, chicken, shiitake mushrooms and glutinous rice flour, we started to make steamed beef in small cages.

Xiaolong steamed beef is a special snack in Rongcheng. It used to be the most famous one made by Zhidehao. The great painter Zhang Daqian also loved it. He has improved the method. Now there are restaurants of all sizes in Rongcheng, and the tastes are different. Xichuan’s Master Sun Boying is also very good at it, and the recipe is very delicate. It is one of the signature dishes of their Xiaoyayuan restaurant.The beef should be fresh yellow beef shank or loin meat slaughtered on the same day, remove the fascia, cut into finger thick strips according to the grain, and marinate with condiments such as bean paste.Stew with shiitake mushrooms and chicken, spread the delicious shiitake mushrooms on the bottom of a small steamer lined with lotus leaves, cover with marinated beef wrapped in glutinous rice flour, and put it in the steamer for two hours.

This dish is very time-consuming, and it will take at least several hours to make it. Xi Chuan knew that Sun Youchen had eaten all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas with his master since he was a child, and he must have high taste requirements, so he insisted on making stewed chicken with mushrooms, just to save time. Pressure cooker chicken.

By the time the steamed beef was ready, it was already three hours later.In his sleep, Sun Youchen dreamed that his father made steamed beef for him in small steamed buns. The smell made his mouth water, and his stomach growled with hunger.Xi Chuan saw that the steamed beef in small cages was ready, he fried the peanuts and ground them into fine pieces, mixed the chicken stewed with mushrooms into a saliva chicken, fried a fish-flavored three delicacies, made a tomato meatball soup, and called Sun Youchen eats.

The moment Sun Youchen opened his eyes, he found that his father and the steamed beef steamed in steamed buns had all disappeared. He couldn't help feeling sad, and turned his back with some annoyance. He didn't want to talk to Xi Chuan, but found that his cheeks were cold. He reached out and touched them. Wet, tears or drool?That position doesn't look like a tear.

Xi Chuan didn't know that he had interrupted his sweet dream, so he bent down and said, "Youchen, are you hungry? Get up and have something to eat. I made steamed beef in a steamed steamed bun. Do you want to try it?"

Hearing these words, Sun Youchen's heart moved, and he sniffled again. It really was the familiar smell of steamed beef in a steamed steamed steamed bun. His stomach let out a long growl, he hesitated, and then he lifted the quilt and got up.Seeing that he got up, Xi Chuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, as long as he is willing to get up and eat.

Sun Youchen sat at the table, looking at the three dishes and one soup on the table, even the rice was ready, just like every ordinary day in the past, feeling so familiar and friendly, when he looked up, what he saw was not his father's kind face , but Xi Chuan's young and handsome face, he lowered his head, sucked his nose, father will never come back.

Xi Chuan knew that he was in a low mood at the moment, so he picked up a piece of beef and put it in his bowl: "Come and taste the steamed beef made by senior brother, see if it tastes good."

Sun Youchen didn't look up, picked up the chopsticks and slowly picked up the beef and took a bite. The beef was soft and tender, salty and delicious, with the fragrance of shiitake mushrooms sandwiched in it. It tasted like Dad, but it was a little different. His tears rolled down instantly, dripping At the dinner table, he tried his best to control his emotions, choked up and said, "It's delicious, thank you Brother Chuan."

Xi Chuan raised his hand and squeezed his thin shoulders: "Eat more if you like. Take a break today and go to school tomorrow. Don't worry, there is a brother, and I will take care of you in the future."

Sun Youchen's tears fell even more fiercely.

The author has something to say:

Finally a new article, let everyone wait for a long time.This is a food article, about Sichuan cuisine. I went to Chengdu before writing the article. I wanted to eat it to my heart’s content, but I found that there were too many delicious foods, and I only ate a drop in the bucket. I also found that Sichuan cuisine is not only spicy and spicy. There are too many, friends who have time recommend to try it in person, friends who don’t have time to go, please taste the delicious food with me in the story ^0^

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