his little rose

On Saturday, the sky was clear and cloudless.

Song Chao was busy in the kitchen, choosing dishes in his hands, the old soup was stewing in the pot, and the rice cooker beside him was also steaming.He was burying his head in handling the shrimp in his hand, peeling off the head and shell of the shrimp, as well as the black thread on the back.The shrimp was cleaned and placed on a white porcelain plate aside.

On a porcelain plate with a red face and a white background, there are crystal clear and jade-white shrimp meat, arranged in a fancy shape.Quite pleasing to the eye.

The Song Dynasty had a unique understanding and love for beauty. Even if it was a shrimp, it had to be beautifully placed, and when looking for a container, it had to find a matching one.

The faucet was bubbling, Song Chao was busy with the rhythmic sound of water, and gradually forgot the blind date message he received two days ago.

He really didn't expect to receive a reply the next day, around three o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday, to the blind date information he sent out at random.It was around nine o'clock in the morning, not far from the appointed time.Song Chao was uneasy for two days, not knowing whether he should go or not.

He didn't take it seriously, but it was a product of impulse.It would be embarrassing if he really went without the heart, but if he didn't go and let the girl wait stupidly, he couldn't do it either.

After thinking about it, Song Chao fell into trouble first before meeting someone.Just take advantage of getting up early in the morning to get busy and cook, so that the busyness can fill your thoughts and stop thinking about what you have and what you don’t have.

Fortunately, the kitchen is quiet enough, and there is a dining room separated from the living room.The Song Dynasty always likes to cook quietly, and doesn't like being disturbed by others.Even if it is to help, it is not helping but disturbing to him.What he likes is the feeling of being in control of everything in the kitchen, the inspiration for collocation and cooking, and the distraction of everything in the quiet and busy.

Sister Yun was invited out of the kitchen, and stayed in the living room with the Song family watching TV.Today is Saturday, and the Song family is not complete. The married girls are busy taking care of the family, and the unmarried girls are busy with other things.The only ones who got together were Song Pincha and the second girl Song Shanqi.

Then there are the four big brothers of the Song family, their daughter-in-laws, and the old lady Song.

There are 12 people in total, and the Song family has a large population.Just gathering a small group of people can still feel that there are too many people. Fortunately, the living room is large and spacious enough for everyone to get together and have something to do.Mrs. Yun accompanied Mrs. Song to watch TV dramas, and the two of them either sighed or laughed along with the plot.Next to it is a mahjong table, and the four daughters-in-law of the Song family chat while rubbing mahjong.Uncle Song accompanied his wife, and the other three sat around the mahogany table drinking tea and chatting about business.As for Song Pincha, she nestled next to her mother and swiped Weibo, having a great time.

The second girl, Song Shanqi, is the daughter of Boss Song and the older sister of Song Dynasty.She is a lover of official history and literature, the girl who is the best at reading in the family, and has taken several degree certificates.She studies not only domestic history but also world history. She is not married but has a boyfriend with the same hobbies and a stable relationship.

Papa Song kept urging her to get married, but she always presented reasons for not getting married in a slow and well-founded way. Every time Papa Song didn't know what he was looking for her for, he sponsored her a research fee instead.As time passed, Papa Song stopped chatting with Song Shanqi, after all, he didn't have that much private money.

In fact, the second girl doesn't look gentle, she looks like a traditional Chinese woman with a very open mind.Because she is an unmarriageist.

Twelve people in the living room are busy with their own work, harmonious and happy, enjoying boundless happiness.Coupled with the bursts of index-finger-moving fragrance wafting from the kitchen from time to time, it makes people feel warm.

Papa Song shrugged his nose, took a big gulp of Pu'er, and said, "Is Bao'er ready to cook?"

Song Shanqi felt relieved, and turned his gentle eyes towards the direction of the kitchen, "I smell the old fire soup."

As soon as the two said this, everyone present couldn't sit still. Even Mrs. Song and Mrs. Yun were distracted from the love-hate entanglement on the screen and returned to the mundane affairs of the internal organs.Song Pincha jumped up first, "I'll know if it's okay to go and have a look."

The bigwigs of the Song family still have to keep their faces upright. Their daughter-in-law doesn't have that kind of psychological pressure.Everyone stood up dignifiedly and gracefully, and Mother Song walked to the kitchen with the old lady on her arm.Several other people also surrounded and followed. Uncle Song didn't have that psychological pressure, so he followed his wife and left.

Papa Song coughed and said solemnly, "I have to go and see the food my son cooks."

The other two followed suit and expressed the meaning of "my nephew's cooking, I have to go and see", and couldn't wait to follow.

As soon as he stepped into the dining room, he could smell a strong aroma. He saw more than a dozen dishes on the table, both hot and cold.All are Cantonese dishes, in line with their tastes.Song Chao was still busy in the kitchen, and the soup on the boiler was gurgling.

A few people found a place and finished it, but before the bowls and chopsticks were placed on the table, Song's father looked at Song Shanqi with a majestic face: "Shanqi, go and bring the bowls and chopsticks to your grandma and mother."

As soon as Song Shanqi's butt touched the stool, he stood up and walked into the kitchen.When Uncle Song saw it, he also asked Song to taste tea.Song Pincha was so lively and ecstatic that he reluctantly went in after being glared at by Uncle Song.Mrs. Yun also went in to get it.

Song Chao was staring at the fire inside, and when he saw a few people coming in, he said: "By the way, take out the rice. You can start eating, and the dishes are all ready. I don't have stuffed tofu here, and it will be on the table in a while. The soup is also good." It's ok, take it out later and drink the soup first."

Song Pincha hopped over, if it wasn't for Song Chao's determination not to let her hug her because of the oily smoke on his body, he would have jumped on him. "Little Bao'er, you are too virtuous. Or marry me."

Song Shanqi asked Mrs. Yun to take the bowls and chopsticks out, and tried to serve the Laohuo soup by herself.Hearing the words, he said softly: "The state stipulates that close relatives cannot marry."

"Then little treasure is my little lover. I promise to spoil you forever, as long as you feed my stomach."

"It's better to choose a pig when you are a little lover. At least the pig can be sold when it grows up, and it is also festive to take it out to watch."

Song Pincha was annoyed at being complained about, Song Chao laughed and saw that Song Shanqi was about to serve the soup, and quickly stopped him: "Second Sister, I will serve it myself. Your way of serving it is wrong, it is easy to overturn and burn you."

Song Chao found two steel hooks from the cupboard to hook the two ears of the casserole, and took it out easily.As soon as it was put down, the people in the dining room couldn't wait to serve the soup.

Song Pincha ran out bluffing, worried that the soup was all drunk.

Song Chao laughed to see his family applauding his dishes, but in fact, the dishes he made at the beginning were unpalatable and difficult to swallow.But the family members were very supportive, and they ate up all of them without hesitating to praise.

At that time, the little Song Dynasty was only nine years old.Wearing a big apron, holding a big spatula, standing at the door of the kitchen and watching all the cooking I made was eaten up, I thought it was delicious, and my eyes were so happy that I smiled into crescent moons.Later, he became very interested in it, and the more he cooked, the better it tasted, which made his family salivate over the dishes he made.

Song Dynasty likes the tranquility and busyness of cooking, and also likes cooking for his family.If they see the dishes they cook are eaten brightly, they will have a great sense of honor in their hearts.

He went back to the kitchen, brought out the stuffed Yong Tau Foo, and then cut a plate of fruit platter and put it aside as fruit after dinner.

After thinking about it, I went back to the kitchen and cut some fruit and put it in the lunch box, and carved patterns.Made quite carefully.

He picked out a few dishes from the meals he had just cooked, put some into the lunch box, and filled it with soup.Pack them together into an insulated lunch box, and wait for the blind date girl to taste in the afternoon.

Song Chao was thoughtful, the blind date was pure nonsense, no matter what he felt sorry for that girl.I have to apologize to others this afternoon.Coincidentally, the appointment time is three o'clock in the afternoon, so I can go to a coffee shop for a coffee at most.It was more than five o'clock after the end, so I should be hungry.So he packed a portion of the meals he made and asked the girl to take them home and heat them up, just right for eating.Don't be afraid to starve.

From this point of view, the Song Dynasty can be regarded as thoughtful and gentle.

02:30 p.m.New Edge Cafe.

Albert was sitting by the window of the cafe, with the roller blind halfway down to block the hot sunlight without making the cafe too dark.In front of him was a silver-white laptop, a cup of steaming black coffee, a mobile phone and...a delicate red rose.

Albert sent the file to Ken, then leaned back in the wicker chair.His eyes were unconsciously placed on the delicate red rose, which was very beautiful and fresh, with dew on it.It is treated, the spines on the branches are shaved.

This rose was given to him by Mrs. Lin, and she was supposed to accompany her to some event.At the end of the day, he was asked to bring a red rose to the cafe for a blind date.

Blind date...

Albert, of course, refused.

But Mrs. Lin said that the other party had agreed and made an appointment.If refusing is bad for that girl, being a gentleman at least makes an appointment.It is better to refuse if you are not satisfied than to refuse that girl without even seeing her.

Albert had no choice but to go to the appointment with a dispensable mentality.

Maybe he also thought that maybe he could meet a girl he fell in love with on a blind date, and then get married and give birth to the eldest son heir.In this way, he can avoid those people's forced marriage, but the premise is that it will be someone he can fall in love with.

Although Albert has never loved anyone, but influenced by his parents, his future wife must be the one he likes.Maybe there is no deep love, but there must be an emotional foundation.

He raised his wrist and looked at the time, it was already two fifty.No one came in the cafe, and there was no girl holding a rose outside.Are you late?

Albert frowned. Although he understood that girls were late with makeup on, he was a time-conscious person.He doesn't like people who are late.

The fact that he doesn't like people who are late doesn't mean he can't be tolerant, as long as he is willing to be tolerant.

For the blind date whom he had never met, Albert couldn't be gentle enough to tolerate the lateness of the other party.On the contrary, if it is someone he likes and is willing to spend time waiting for, what does it matter if he waits for an hour or two?

It's past three o'clock.Albert is willing to wait for the other party for 15 minutes. If no one comes after 15 minutes, he will leave immediately.

However, after 15 minutes and still no one was seen, Albert began to pack his things, pay the bill and leave.As soon as he got up, he heard a melodious but mechanized "welcome" coming from the door. Looking back, he saw Song Chao, who was running out of breath, carrying a big lunch box and holding a red rose in his hand.

Albert was surprised.

little rose?