The Metamorphosis of Fanggoudan

In the living room, the Spring Festival Gala is playing on the TV, and Duan Keke is sitting on the sofa watching the song and dance show.

In the kitchen, Cheng Yi wore a pink apron and was killing oranges with a look of disgust.He doesn't like wearing an apron, and he doesn't like the color of the apron. He wouldn't do it if he wasn't afraid of cutting his hands.

Looking at the orange segments cut into the same size, Duan Fang sincerely praised, "It's so beautiful."

Cheng Yi heard it in his ears, thinking he was praising himself, his eyes were delighted, and he was quite pleased.

"Change to a gray apron next time, what does it look like in pink." He would definitely look better with a gray apron.

He looked like he had completely forgotten how much he hated aprons before.

Duan Fang didn't know the reason, but he still followed his words and said, "Actually, Brother Cheng, you're still handsome in a pink apron."

Although he is not very good at flattering, his innocent appearance can always make people feel that what he says is sincere.

Cheng Yilong was overjoyed, refreshed, and said, "If there is anything else you want to eat, I will make it for you." In his joy, he had already put aside what he said before going to bed to eat less.

Duan Fang was not too polite, he just called Teacher Yuan and chatted for a long time, after hearing the New Year's Eve dinner prepared by Teacher Yuan's family, he read it in his heart.

"I want to have New Year's Eve dinner."

They had already had dinner at around five o'clock in the afternoon, and now it's past ten o'clock, and the food in their stomachs has already been digested. When talking about food, Duanfang felt like he was about to drool.

Cheng Yi felt worried.

New Year's Eve dinner?Although the three people in this room are male and female, they are not pampered people, but it is true that no one knows how to cook New Year's Eve dinner, but it must be too late if they go to restaurants outside. The restaurant's New Year's Eve dinner has already been booked.

When the Chinese New Year comes, no matter how many times their overtime wages can be doubled, most of the people engaged in various jobs will choose to go home. Duanfang and the others have not even had takeaway food for two consecutive days. The three of them might be eating instant noodles for the new year.

The previous dinner was cooked by Duan Fang, but although he could cook, he knew very few dishes. Compared with other people's dinner this day, it can be said to be quite simple.

The voice of the host of the Spring Festival Gala rang out from the kitchen, and the scenes of people from all over the country and their families having a happy New Year’s Eve dinner together appeared on the TV screen.

"Brother, the people on TV are eating hot pot, I'm so hungry." Actually, I'm not particularly hungry, the main reason is that the pictures on TV are too tempting, I can't resist at all, and the more I watch, the hungrier I get.

Hearing the word hungry, Duanfang swallowed. He had eaten hot pot before, and every time he ate it, his mouth hurt and tears flowed from the heat, but the aroma and taste were so addictive that he couldn’t speak because of the heat. Still can't stop wanting to eat.

He remembered the feeling of eating hot pot last time, sucked his lips quietly, and asked, "Brother Cheng, can you make hot pot?"

Can Cheng Yi say no?Of course not.

He said: "To make hot pot, you need base ingredients. Let me see what I can make at home first."

Seeing that he agreed, Duanfang immediately shared the good news with Duan Keke in the living room, "Ke Ke, brother Cheng can make hot pot, we have hot pot to eat."

Hearing that he could eat hot pot, Ke Ke was very happy, "Thank you, Brother Cheng, you are so amazing. Happy Chinese New Year."

Duan Fang nodded, and said: "That's right, Brother Cheng is the best, he can do everything." Calligraphy, chess, hot pot, Duan Fang thinks that if given a chance, Cheng Yi might be able to learn how to make small cakes.

Duanfang gave Cheng Yi a chill, and always felt that something was wrong. Hearing the repeated praises of the two brothers and sisters, a sense of vicissitudes suddenly surged in his heart. For some reason, he suddenly understood the divorced middle-aged man with The mood of the two children.

After finding the hot pot base in the cupboard, Cheng Yi took out his mobile phone and started to operate with the recipe on it. Although it was his first time making hot pot, Cheng Yi's shelves were well placed, as long as non-professionals saw it, You will definitely think that he is a hot pot expert.

Although the soup, pot bottom, side dishes, and sauces were not perfectly prepared, they were all there. When the pot was steaming and bubbling, Duan Keke couldn't wait to run from the living room to the kitchen.

The hot air rushed to the face, and the aroma and spiciness rushed to the nose, making people move their index fingers, wishing to take a mouthful of hot food with a bowl immediately.

Duanfang took a sip of the fresh fragrance, and before he took a sip of the soup, the spiciness surged straight up to the bones of the sky, as if someone had loosened the bones, making people feel refreshed all over.

Cheng Yi also felt the same way, and he didn't know whether it was because the base was too flavorful or because of his good craftsmanship. Just the smell of this hot pot whetted the appetite, and he couldn't wait to taste it.

Putting the hot pot on the coffee table in front of the TV, the three of them sat on the sofa in a row and started eating while watching TV.

Accompanied by the unique aroma of hot pot, the Duan Fang brothers and sisters and Cheng Yi ate up all the dishes in the whole hot pot together. Even Duan Keke, who always eats less food, hiccupped and kneaded on the sofa. little belly.

There was a skit on the TV screen, which made the audience laugh so hard that they couldn't help themselves. The three Duan Fang in front of the TV also couldn't help themselves because of the pot of hot pot.

"I'm so full." Duan Fang frowned.

He wanted to rub his stomach, but he was too attentive when he ate the hot pot just now, and he was so lazy after eating that he didn't even want to lift his hands.

"Who told you to eat so much." Seeing that he was struggling, Cheng Yi angrily taught him a lesson.

But after the lesson was over, seeing Duan Fang's pitiful look, Cheng Yi put his hands on his stomach with a fierce face, rubbing his stomach gently with movements one after another.

Duanfang turned his head and smiled like a kitten who had stolen a small dried fish, moved his buttocks and approached Cheng Yi, his whole body spread out on the sofa as if his bones had been pulled out.

Seeing that he looked out of shape, Cheng Yi didn't know what this guy was up to.

He pinched Duanfang's belly and said, "You see, as an older brother, you still act like this in front of Keke, do you think it's appropriate?"

Even though he said so, the movement of his hands did not stop, and he continued to massage at a constant speed.

Duan Keke was rubbing her belly silently, but she didn't expect to be called by her name all of a sudden.

Like a little adult, she glanced at Duan Fang and Cheng Yi lightly and said, "It doesn't matter."

"Anyway, I'm already used to it. Brother Cheng Yi is like my brother's real brother."

This is a bit of a mouthful, but Duan Keke thinks so.She already knew how kind brother Cheng Yi was to her brother. Although brother Cheng Yi looked a bit fierce, she knew that he had a good personality.

Cheng Yi, who was suddenly recognized as a relative: ...Can he say that he doesn't want to be Duan Fang's brother?

Duan Fang was very happy, and nodded following Duan Keke's words, "Brother Cheng treats me better than my own brother."

Although he doesn't have a real brother, he has met quite a few brothers. In comparison, Cheng Yi can be regarded as one of the top three good brothers.

Cheng Yi, who doesn't want to be a good brother at all: ...It's so embarrassing, I really want this brother and sister to spit out the hot pot he made.

Duanfang didn't notice the low pressure of the people around him, he watched the TV with great interest, the host began to lead the audience to observe the new year together, and the two siblings in the room also recited the countdown numbers together.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

The lights of every house are on, and the sound of counting comes from the window, welcoming the arrival of the New Year together.

When counting to three, Duanfang closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, lowered his head slightly, and made a wish with a smile.

Looking at his pious and well-behaved side face, Cheng Yi was a little amused, and asked after he finished making his wish: "How many wishes have you made?"

Cheng Yi doesn't have the habit of making New Year's wishes. If there is anything he wants to do, he will usually make a plan in advance and work hard for it. Wishing is useless to him.

But seeing Duanfang's pious appearance, he was a little curious.

Before Duan Fang could answer, the zero o'clock bell rang, and fireworks exploded in the distant sky outside the window.

"It's fireworks!" Duan Keke rubbed his eyes, ran to the window excitedly, and tiptoed to watch the fireworks blooming in the night sky.

Even Cheng Yi forgot his question just now and looked at the fireworks outside the window.

The sound of fireworks exploding was a bit noisy, and the TV was already full of laughter and laughter. Duan Fang was afraid that his voice would be too low, so he approached Cheng Yi's ear and said:

——"I only made one wish." He gasped, his voice a little unsteady with excitement.

"Brother Cheng, I think I can always spend the New Year with you in the future."

As if the most brilliant fireworks rose from his heart, Cheng Yi's heart almost melted at that moment.All the voices beside his ears disappeared, only the sound of Duan Fang's breathing could still be heard by him, the world was so quiet that it was only for one person, one word.

"You said this yourself, and you can't go back on your word in the future." He turned around and looked at Duanfang fixedly, as if he wanted to engrave this person in his heart.

Cheng Yi automatically ignored the word "New Year", and listened to Duan Fang's words in his heart over and over again hundreds of times. have a look.

Duanfang's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and he felt that Cheng Yi's eyes showed a strange yet familiar feeling, as if something was about to come out, which reminded him of Zhou Zhili, who he had played.

Duan Keke finished watching the fireworks on tiptoe, finally got sleepy, rubbed his eyes and turned his head, and saw two older brothers sitting on the sofa looking at each other.

She looked at the clock in puzzlement, yawned, dragged her little slippers and walked slowly to Duanfang's side, "Brother, it's getting late, do you want to sleep with Brother Cheng Yi today?"

Brother Gan Bo next door has already gone home. If brother Cheng Yi sleeps alone, he must be very lonely.

Thinking of this, Duan Keke remembered the hot pot that Cheng Yi made for her, so he said: "Brother Cheng Yi, you can sleep with him at our house, today is Chinese New Year."