The day I was forced to be a detective pendant

When a group of twenty or so guys and girls walked into this small barbecue restaurant, the deserted restaurant with only one table of customers was suddenly filled with our presence and voice, and it was very lively.

The store does not occupy a large area, and the decoration in front of the door is also very simple. If someone hadn't brought it along, the entire alley might have been overlooked.However, the space in the store is well utilized, and there is no waste in the various corners and staggered floors. The height of the steps is not high enough, so a sunken low table is made. At first glance, it seems to be sitting on the ground, but in fact, the legs can be placed in the space under the table. On the contrary, the overall atmosphere is particularly casual and comfortable.

Everyone occupied the two adjacent long tables noisily, and then sat down indiscriminately. I basically didn't know anyone, only a few people who were barely familiar, and naturally sat down next to Bian Yao.Seeing me sitting next to him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know that the big devil who wanted to see him get drunk the most was actually me whom he trusted the most.

When cold beer is poured into a transparent glass, the bubbles make a small bursting sound when they touch the air, and dense white foam floats from the mouth of the glass.White oiled paper is laid on the baking tray, and plate after plate of raw or marinated barbecue is served, beef, pork, squid, fish fillets, as well as mushrooms, eggplant, and onions and scallions for seasoning .When the meat surface touches the hot grill pan, the sound of sizzling oil is simply the sound of summer.

Before I entered the door, I didn't feel it. The moment the aroma of barbecue rose, my stomach let out a self-conscious groan. Bian Yao moved his ears and turned his face to look at me helplessly.

"Hahahaha, it's tiring just to work hard. I saw that you jumped too much when you played, and you're hungry." I smiled shamelessly.

The people at the table introduced themselves, and the boys and girls who joined later turned out to be classmates from other schools, and without a sense of honor, they got mixed up with the enemy who defeated their school's basketball team.Holding the tongs in one hand, I turned the meat on both sides, put the first piece of cooked meat on Bian Yao's plate, and whispered in his ear: "The wife's barbecue is here."

Bian Yao immediately stared at me with wide eyes.

I was so happy in my heart that I continued to divide the meat for other people on the table. After one plate was baked, it was quickly divided, and I continued to bake the next plate with great interest.As soon as two pieces of thick and well-textured pork belly were attached to the hot iron plate, exciting white smoke immediately came out.

"Is it delicious?" I asked Bian Yao.

"It's delicious." Bian Yao glanced at it, then looked at the plate in front of me: "Huh? You don't have any."

I waved my hand indifferently: "I want to eat this next round."

"Are you all in the same class?" A girl sitting opposite asked.

I pointed to Bian Yao, and said to the two boys at the other end of the table, "The three of them are in the same class."

Her: "What about you?"

I picked up the meat and turned it over: "I'm next door to join in the fun."

She smiled, and pointed to another girl at the same table: "We are also joining in the fun, and it was she who said she wanted to watch the game."

I turned to another girl and asked, "Then it's okay if you don't go with your classmates and run away with us?"

The girl sighed exaggeratedly and rolled her eyes: "Don't mention it."

When she said this, several of her friends started to laugh, and she said: "I came all the way to cheer for their bad basketball team, and I dragged so many friends along with me, so it's fine if I play poorly. I The boy I like and the other girl have been talking and laughing over there, don't be too happy!" She began to pretend to learn: "Senior drink water, senior wipe sweat, senior is not tired, senior, you are amazing! Then I left in a rage."

I raised my glass: "Drink this glass of wine, forget about him."

She also raised her glass with a solemn expression: "drink this glass of wine, forget about him."

I nodded: "You do it, I'm free."

We ate meat, drank wine, chatted, and played games. More than a dozen plates of meat and vegetables were wiped out in this way.I found another advantage of Bian Yao's left-handedness, that is, after I picked up the meat with my hands, he could use the scissors with his left hand to cut the meat into small pieces without any hindrance, and the coordination process was very harmonious.

Much smoother than using a pair of golden scissors.

While I was chatting casually with the last piece of pork belly, the girl sitting across from me suddenly said, "Do you often come out to play? Let's add a WeChat."

My heart skipped a beat when I heard that—the last time Little Snake wronged Baba and asked me to make a promise is still vivid in my memory, I tried my best to say it naturally: "It's hard for me to come out to play."

"It's okay." She said, and she had already taken out the QR code for adding friends.

I probably showed a little embarrassed look, or maybe I hesitated for too long. The girl was a little dazed, as if she didn't expect to be rejected.Fortunately, a boy from Bian Yao's class next to him laughed, patted me on the shoulder from another person and said, "Hahaha, what's wrong with you, Zou, don't play with Bian Yao anymore, he has infected you into such a straight man !"

Everyone at the table loosened their expressions, and I laughed too, but I thought in my heart: You don't have back pain while standing and talking, but you don't know that although this guy is a straight man, he is not a straight man.

The boy went on to say: "Don't be so shameless, the girls have already talked about this, so it's okay to make friends."

? !Unfortunately, I thought you were an ally just now!

Unexpectedly, Bian Yao also chimed in: "That's right, it's okay to make friends."

He said so, but put a hand on my thigh.

This this!

Bian Yao propped his chin with one hand, tilted his head and looked at me, his eyes were serious and his face was innocent, but the other hand was not the same, it couldn't be seen that it was a bad snake full of black water.His right hand rested on my knee first, and then slowly moved upwards, sliding back and forth on my thigh, his fingers back and forth like knocking on a table, itchy and annoying.

I laughed dryly and pretended to put my hands on my knees, but in fact I pinched Bian Yao's dishonest paw secretly, and pinched him warningly.Unexpectedly, Bian Yao reversed the army, turned his wrist and interlocked my ten fingers, and locked it firmly.

I:"?!"

I didn't dare to be too obvious, and silently tightened my throat, quietly trying to break free.I took a deep breath secretly, and pulled my hand violently, but I didn't move at all.

I squinted my eyes slightly, Bian Yao's left hand was flying with chopsticks, and it was not affected at all. Just now I thought of the benefits of being left-handed, all of which were wiped out.Not only that, but this guy actually pretended to listen to the people next door seriously. He was simply a showman, a scheming ghost, and a snake soaked in vinegar and wine!

I turned around and saw that girl and a few other people were still looking at me, so I had to put down my chopsticks slowly, and said deliberately: "Yeah, yeah, actually, I also think it's okay to make friends, since we're just dating normally. Right. But!"

I took a very dramatic breath, probably more contrived than the "Hate School Girl Silian" just now, and sighed extremely sadly: "But~ yes!"

Everyone asked questions: "But what?"

I said loudly, "But my girlfriend doesn't understand."

Not only did Bian Yao stop trying to make trouble, but now everyone on the other table turned their heads in unison: "Ah? What? Xiao Zou, do you have a girlfriend?"

I pretended to be surprised: "Yes? Don't you know?"

They all shook their heads.

I shook my head, spread my hands and said, "You haven't asked me before."

Them: "Oh, yes."

"So you said what happened to your girlfriend?"

"Hey!" I put on a worried expression and said with an exaggerated mouth shape: "Su-love-jealous."

Bian Yao squeezed me hard, and I couldn't hold it back, "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

I said with a distorted expression, "Me: My leg was numb and cramped just now."

"Oh," the girl said, she was no longer obsessed with adding friends, and said, "But it's normal for girls to be jealous."

"No, you don't know, where is the snack vinegar." I cleared my throat, sat up straight, and began to speak ill of this "girlfriend".

I gave full play to my talent in making up and telling stories, and the content was three parts true and seven parts false, very magical.Even if Bian Yao wanted to pretend that he didn't care, but I would suddenly throw out a real thing he did, at this time the hands on my thighs would tighten to warn me not to speak further.

Thinking that my thighs were probably green too, I finally stopped talking, and everyone was very emotional: "Your girlfriend is really good, why does she even eat vinegar from your cat? You have worked so hard, I thought Handsome guys are more chic when they fall in love."

"You don't understand that, it's because you're in a relationship with a handsome guy that you feel insecure." Another girl said, "If my boyfriend looks like this, and then I go to dinner with girls, I don't feel at ease."

Why did I feel embarrassed when I heard it, and felt a little bit like shooting myself in the foot.I raised my hand to beg for mercy: "Please don't call me handsome guy, which is both distant and unreal, please?"

"Hahahaha, don't be humble, what are you called!"

I raised my glass: "Xiao Zou made a toast to everyone! Xiao Zou wishes everyone a happy old age!"

Bian Yao spat out a mouthful of water: "Pfft——"

Everyone laughed, and raised their cups cooperatively: "Good!"

Bian Yao couldn't help laughing, I let go of my hand, and I ran away. I quickly stood up and clinked glasses with everyone: "I wish you all have today every year, and today every year."

"Hahahahaha," the boy laughed maniacally: "Then I wish you all good luck like the East China Sea, and longevity than Nanshan!"

"Damn it, how many drinks were drunk by my dad when I was young, I won't lose!" The boy at the next table also joined the battle: "I wish you all success in your work, success in your studies, and all the best in everything."

The emotional exchange was suddenly led by me into a social toast competition. I could almost see middle-aged and elderly emoticons flying around on the table, and the scene was out of control for a while.

At this time, my mobile phone, which was turned upside down on the table, suddenly vibrated. I picked it up and saw that it was a video call invitation, so I couldn't help being stunned.

Bian Yao noticed something strange and asked me: "What's the matter, who is it?"

I looked at him blankly: "Uh, it's my mother."

I walked out of the barbecue shop alone to the alley to answer the phone.

My mom's face came into view and she looked at my background and asked, "Yo, what are you doing?"

"Dinning with my classmates." I said, "Good morning."

"Good afternoon to you too," she said, "so happy? How many classmates, male or female?"

I said helplessly, "Mom, you think about me once every three months, so don't ask such traditional and old-fashioned questions."

My mother raised her eyebrows: "Little bastard, be careful of being beaten."

"Hey," I grinned, "Where's Dad?"

She turned the camera to reveal the man behind him. My dad, with glasses on the tip of his nose, was sitting at the desk facing the computer. Hearing this, he raised his face and said hello: "Hello, son."

I said, "Dad, don't stare at the computer all the time and screw your eyes. The weather is so nice, go out and play with the kids more often."

My mom: "Hahahahaha!"

My dad shook his index finger: "Be careful of getting beaten."

My mother turned back to the camera and asked, "Do you still have enough money? I forgot to send you money last month. Why didn't you say anything?"

No money last month?I pondered for a moment - I had no impression at all.Those who eat and live with Brother Yue recently basically don’t spend much money, and Bian Yao buys what he occasionally buys with commission fees.

However, at this time, the keen observation skills of social psychologists and anthropologists came online. My mother's eyes flashed and she asked, "What's wrong?"

I said with a guilty conscience, "It's nothing, it's just that I haven't spent much money recently..."

My dad's voice came from a distance: "Why? The rent is 2000 yuan a month, and the food costs a few hundred. Even in the school cafeteria, it costs [-] yuan a month. I will give you [-] yuan a month. , It should be just the right situation. You are generally not high enough to spend, and sometimes you have to ask for extra money if you want to buy shoes or something?"

I blushed: "Look at what you say about me!"

My mother said: "Well, what's the matter, after being a baby for more than ten years, he suddenly doesn't want to spend our money? Say, what's the matter? Did you go to work? Or... Hey! You won't live with others Bar!?"

horrible.In a sense, she hits the mark on both...

At this time, a smoking classmate came out of the barbecue restaurant. When he saw me, he shouted from a distance: "Xiao Zou, my girlfriend is Cha Gang!"

I:"……"

My mother naturally heard: "Girlfriend?" Then she suddenly turned around and said: "I'll tell you he's not gay, lose money!"

My little eyes were filled with big question marks: "Mom???"

What's even worse is that my dad didn't even have a word of excuse, he just pushed his glasses and raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

I couldn't bear it anymore, and raised my voice: "Dad?!?!"

I took a deep breath, feeling exhausted, and shouted loudly, "It's not cohabitation! That's called co-renting!"

My mother asked again: "What about the girlfriend?"

I lowered the volume a little bit, and yelled, "I don't have a girlfriend either!"

My mother: "Oh."

My mother: "What about the boyfriend?"

I:"……"

She turned around again: "You still won."

I said blankly, "I'm hanging up."

She hurriedly said: "Don't! Let's talk about business. What are you going to do in summer vacation? Do you want to come to Germany to meet me and your dad?"

I replied in seconds: "No."

My mother yelled: "Why, I haven't finished talking yet, you haven't spent New Years with us, let's stay together as a family during the summer vacation."

I went out to play with the little snake, what should I do, I looked around while thinking: "Huh?"

"What are you doing out here?" I asked.

Bian Yao put his hands in his pockets, looked left and right with a face full of indifference: "No, just take a look...see why the people who bought cigarettes haven't gone back."

I couldn't bear to expose him: "...you don't smoke, why care about that?"

My mother's voice came from the phone: "Who is it?"

"Student," I thought for a while, then added: "and roommate."

I turned the camera around, and a startled Bian Yao appeared in the camera, stammering, "Ah, hello, auntie."

My mother immediately put on a public relations smile: "Hello, hello, Yangyang's friend? What's your name?"

"I won't tell you," I immediately turned the camera: "Don't be too close. Let me think about what you said. There are still two months left, and that's when all the final exams have passed and there is no need to make up the exam."

She showed a horrified expression: "Farewell, just this undergraduate freshman exam has to be retaken, are you still my child?"

I said angrily: "It's hard!! I won't tell you! Hang up!" and hung up the phone.

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Zou Chuyang: In the past year, not only have I improved my swordsmanship, I have become more and more fluent in my slang words, and I have also learned how to act without opening my mouth. All this is due to my little teacher.