gourmet

When she was in the second grade of elementary school, Yang Yinxi's mother's work unit held a volleyball match, and she started practicing as soon as she got off work for honor, and she didn't remember to go home until seven or eight o'clock.It happened that her father was on a business trip, and Yang Yinxi was hungry, so instead of going downstairs to find her mother on the volleyball court, she dug out dried noodles from the dining cabinet and cooked them with soy sauce.When my mother came back to see it, she was very moved. She touched her head and said, "Oh, I've grown up, I will make it for my mother in the future."

Yang Yinxi was young and ignorant, because the noodles mixed with soy sauce were unpalatable, she resolutely objected, "No, it's unpalatable."

Mom patted her angrily, "It will be delicious in the future!"

Yang Yinxi's answer was only one sentence, "Mom, I'm not full."

"..." Mom sighed helplessly, and resigned herself to cooking for her.However, my mother saw that she finally had a sensible behavior. She upgraded the soy sauce noodles to tomato beef noodles and publicized it among neighbors, colleagues and relatives, saying that she was extremely obedient and wanted to take care of the family's meals.

It still didn't happen.

Many years later, when Yang Yinxi thought of this incident, she felt an indescribable sense of shame and an unforgettable sense of guilt—after so many years, her level still failed to reach the level of tomato beef noodles, at most the level of tomato egg noodles Bar……

She felt that if she cooked every day, her mother would be very happy.

Who knows that this day is coming, but mother is holding her hand instead, afraid that she will suffer from housework?

Yang Yinxi's hands were squeezed closer, and when she lowered her head, she could see her mother's frowning eyebrows. Looking down, she saw the overlapping hands of their mother and daughter. One was delicate and smooth, and the other was wrinkled. No more annoying chatter.

"Does he often ask you to cook?"

After her mother asked several times, Yang Yinxi came back to her senses and shook her head, "No, she usually does it."

"He taught you?" Mom laughed.

Yang Yinxi saw the fine lines in the corners of her mother's eyes when she smiled, she was speechless for a moment, she pursed her lips and nodded.

My mother is fair-skinned and thin, and she knows how to dress up better than her. She is sharp and energetic, and her loud voice looks particularly vigorous. Standing next to her gray-haired father, she doesn't seem to be the same age at all.Yang Yinxi went shopping with her mother, and every time she heard others praise her mother for looking young, it didn't look like she had a daughter who had given birth to a child, and she hadn't changed since she was a child.

She also thought that her mother would not change or grow old.

Yang Yinxi is usually careless, and can be cured with delicious food, but when it comes to family affection, she has no resistance, and her tears are so low that even if her mother doesn't say anything, even if there is a table of hot dishes waiting in front of her, Still with a sore nose and the urge to cry, I hooked my mother's hand and leaned over, coquettishly calling, "Mom~"

"Ah?" Mom was holding the vegetables, and instinctively avoided her head that was about to be pressed down.

Yang Yinxi almost fell off the table, stood still, and said softly, "You said that cooking is hard work, so you have been cooking for so many years..."

"I can't help it." Mom said calmly, "Your father's cooking is so unpalatable."

"..." Yang Yinxi's tears retracted a little, and the moving emotions dissipated a lot.

The next second, my mother tasted the green vegetables, which were slightly salty after cooking, but she still praised "delicious".

Yang Yinxi was moved again, "Mom... I will make it for you every day from now on."

"Huh?" Mom sat down on her own, and delivered a mouthful of food, "No, I'm going to another unit to study tomorrow."

The corner of Yang Yinxi's mouth twitched.

"It's fine if you know how to cook. When you're not at home these few years, your dad and I like to eat in the cafeteria. It's very convenient to have food on the next few floors. When we go home, we have to buy vegetables, stir-fry one and cool the other... ... Hey, if we don't come back in the future, you can cook and eat by yourself."

"..." Yang Yinxi sighed, "Oh."

It seems that the sensational mode is not suitable for their family.

She sat down, put the rice on the table, and put the lid back on the rice cooker.As soon as Dad came home, he went into the study and didn't know what he was busy with. The two of them took it easy and ate their own food. Yang Yinxi remembered that there was such a person as Dad in the middle of eating, and shouted loudly. Mom was startled by her, Tucao, "Leave him alone, he will come over to eat when he is hungry."

Yang Yinxi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "If he doesn't go home, will he forget to eat?"

"I don't know." Mom answered casually.

Yang Yinxi was unable to support her forehead, and was thinking about calling out again, when her mother suddenly interrupted, "Wait, you said your boyfriend cooks for you... do you live together?"

She was dumbfounded.

"Isn't it?" Mom put down the chopsticks and asked with a serious face.

Coincidentally, her father forgot to eat before, but when her mother pressed her to ask, she happened to come over, and she was anxious when she heard the word "cohabitation", "What, are you living with your boyfriend?"

"..." Facing the eyes of her parents, Yang Yinxi really didn't have the courage to tell the truth, so she replied in a low voice, "No... I didn't live with my boyfriend."

She thought, this is not a lie, the person she is living with is a girlfriend.

"What's the matter?" Mom was relieved.

Yang Yinxi lied, "Occasionally come to my house to cook and eat together."

"Oh." Mom picked a piece of beef brisket for her, "Hurry up, it's going to be cold."

After getting the food, Yang Yinxi knew that this test was over, so she ate the food obediently.

After washing the dishes after lunch, she walked back to the room and found that the door of her parents' room was closed, and she didn't play on the computer for a while before taking a lunch break as usual.She was vigilant, she poked her head and listened for a while, only to catch her mother politely saying thank you repeatedly, frowning: What's going on?

Within 5 minutes of her thinking, Min Jun called.

"What did you tell mom again?"

"what?"

"Your mother called me and repeatedly asked if you were really living with me, or secretly living with your boyfriend and finding a fake roommate to lie to you."

"..." Yang Yinxi was unable to support his forehead, "How did you answer?"

Min Jun chuckled, "Try hard to prove that I live with you, it's interesting."

"Hey," Yang Yinxi listened to Min Jun's happy tone, and the uneasiness in her heart was inexplicably gone, and she was filled with a sense of grievance that "I'm nervous and you think it's like playing", "I'm so scared, you actually... ..."

Min Jun immediately changed her words, comforting softly, "I was wrong."

"Yeah." Yang Yinxi was coaxing, and entered into the greasy mode with a snort, "Today I made beef brisket stew."

"Really?" Min Jun was surprised.

Yang Yinxi chuckled, "Not bad, my mom said it was delicious, my dad ate half a bowl of rice, I'll make it for you when I go back!"

"no need."

Suddenly, a refusal answer was slapped on Yang Yinxi's face.

Yang Yinxi was taken aback, although Min Jun's tone of voice was still gentle, she was still hurt by the blow, she gritted her teeth, "Why! Don't you believe me!"

"No." Min Jun said softly, "You won't be back until the next year."

Yang Yinxi curled her lips, "Does it matter?"

"Yes, it's been too long."

"Oh, good boy," Yang Yinxi listened to Min Jun's calm tone, and made up a series of sullen dramas behind her that she had been thinking about madly, crying, making trouble, and hanging herself because of her face, and turned her voice to the most gentle channel , with a whisper-like tone throughout the whole process, for fear of offending my wife by saying too much of a word, "Soon, it will be less than five days before New Year's Eve..."

"My parents chose this time to travel."

"Ah?" Yang Yinxi was stunned, "Why did you say this suddenly..."

Min Jun was silent for a moment, and then said, "My brother thinks Chinese New Year is boring."

"Huh? Brother-in-law doesn't like Chinese New Year, so do you like it?" Yang Yinxi missed the point.

Min Jun was silent for a long time this time.

It wasn't until Yang Yinxi carefully "Hello" that Min Jun sighed, cleared her throat and resumed her calm tone, "The restaurant's Chinese New Year activities have been finalized, and the schedule of relevant staff has been negotiated and a schedule has been made. There should be no major incidents. Question, the new store manager has good understanding and has his own way of management, so I don’t need to say more.”

In fact, Yang Yinxi has no interest in these things, even because of Min Jun's business-like boss' speech tone, she has the illusion of going back to school for a meeting.

But when the wife is talking, she still has to listen.

"Oh!" Yang Yinxi waited for Min Jun to finish speaking, and said abruptly, "Not bad!"

"Xiao Xi, haven't you heard it yet?" Min Jun said helplessly.

The matter about Minjun’s restaurant was unclear and she didn’t care too much. Yang Yinxi felt guilty when she heard the question, “What do you hear?”

"I'm going to K City in a few days."

"Really! Are you coming to celebrate the New Year with me?" Yang Yinxi finally understood—father-in-law and mother-in-law are out on a trip, and brother doesn't like to celebrate the New Year. The restaurant has been properly arranged, which means... Min Jun's Spring Festival is free ah!

She was so excited that she could hardly hold the phone steadily, but Min Jun said, "No."

"..." Yang Yinxi suffered internal injuries from this trick, and almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, "Then what are you doing here!"

"Market research."

"Oh." Yang Yinxi thought about listening to work matters again, and entered power saving mode.

"And visit your parents."

Yang Yinxi heard the way, and was furious, "Are you playing with me?"

Min Jun didn't answer, just said, "You idiot."

"Okay, you come to market research, come to see my parents," Yang Yinxi said angrily, "Don't come to see me, I'm not boring at all by myself."

Min Jun said along the way, "Okay, can I do other things besides watching?"

"..." Yang Yinxi made up the emotional picture of the blindfolded Min Jun in his brain, his face was hot, he thought for a long time but didn't think of how to answer, and he had no choice but to compromise, "That sentence just now doesn't count, I miss you, come here Look at me."