Are you looking for a lease or a boyfriend?

"You two have such a good relationship." Xie Mingshan said while washing vegetables in the kitchen.

After arriving home, Lin Shu pushed Zheng Liguang into the room to let him rest, while he took out his apron from under the table, and cooked in the kitchen familiarly.

"It's okay." Lin Shu neatly cut Fenzibai into long strips as thick as his index finger, and said in a low voice, "Zheng Hui passed away in [-] years, and I have been running here often since then. It’s been almost ten years, and I’ve become familiar even if I’m not familiar with it.”

Ten years later, Xie Mingshan glanced at Lin Shu in shock.

"Professor Zheng is in good health, and I don't like to bother people. In fact, I didn't do anything. I just ran here twice to see if there is any heavy work that needs to be done." Seeing Xie Mingshan's shocked expression, Lin Shu explained.

In the end, Xie Mingshan laughed out of embarrassment: "You... heavy work? Pfft—"

Obviously, he thought of moving the [-] kilograms of rice to Lin Shu.

Lin Shu held the spatula and really wanted to give him a head shot.

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about it." Xie Mingshan stared at Lin Shu's fierce gaze and waved his hands, indicating that he would not mention it.

Lin Shu was not in a hurry to leave after dinner, and chatted with Zheng Liguang for a while while watching TV. They stayed until nine o'clock before they left.

"Slow down on the road." Zheng Liguang followed behind and instructed.

"You go back, don't give it away, I will come tomorrow." Lin Shu said goodbye with two bags of garbage.

"You better stop coming, you threw away all my things." Zheng Liguang said angrily.

Lin Shu inspected Zheng Liguang's house, hoarding last year's beef, three-month-old pickles, half-drinking and throwing half-year-old drinks in the refrigerator, and throwing them all in the trash can, which made Zheng Liguang feel bad. up.

Lin Shu pretended not to hear what Zheng Liguang said, waved his hand, and strolled downstairs.

The night in the dormitory area was quiet very early. When Lin Shu and his wife came out, there was no one to be seen. The lights inlaid a layer of gold on the trees on both sides. The two walked side by side on the road, passing through the gentle mist of the summer night. and cicadas.

"Is there any smoke?" Lin Shu asked.

"Here." Xie Mingshan took out the cigarette case and handed it to him, asking, "Is there something on your mind?"

"It's nothing." Lin Shu took a deep breath and exhaled a smoke ring.

Xie Mingshan didn't ask any more questions, and waited by the car. After Lin Shu finished smoking a cigarette, he got into the car with him and drove home.

For a week after that, Lin Shu would go to Zheng Liguang's place during the day, finish the bottle with him, and then cook some simple meals. Xie Mingshan would also accompany the saddle before and after the horse. When Professor Zheng recovered, Xie Mingshan would go back to be a social animal It's time for Lin Shu to start school.

Perhaps Luzhou hadn't recovered from the exhaustion of the fourteen countries in Europe. Although he went to work, he didn't immediately throw himself into the endless drinking party, so Xie Mingshan was able to go home early.

"What did you buy?" Xie Mingshan opened the door and saw a big bag of grass thrown in the living room.

"Gao Tianyu, remember?" Lin Shu looked at the package with a headache.

Xie Mingshan: "Who is he?"

Lin Shu: "It's the student who recorded the wrong score. In order to thank me for changing his score, he brought it from his hometown for me."

It can be seen that Gao Tianyu's family is really poor, and he has nothing to give away. In the end, he cut a sack of wild vegetables from his home and transported it all the way from Hebei to Beijing. Lin Shu looked at the sack of grass, as if he could see The way he and his 80-year-old grandma squatted on the ground cutting wild vegetables made me feel bitter when I thought about it.

"Do you know what this is?" Lin Shu asked without hope.

"Isn't this a broom seedling?" Xie Mingshan squatted down and pulled it twice, and smiled: "The leaves are tender and edible in summer, and in autumn and winter, the dry elders can tie them up and make brooms. There are more in the north, and you probably don't see much in Guangzhou."

"Then will you eat it?" Lin Shu's eyes lit up.

"Yes..." Xie Mingshan said uncertainly, "I saw my sister do it."

This is what Lin Shu was waiting for, no matter you or your sister, as long as you can find a way to deal with this sack of wild vegetables.Lin Shu patted Xie Mingshan on the shoulder happily, and said, "That's up to you, I'll help you."

Xie Mingshan, who was suddenly entrusted with a heavy responsibility: "Success... let's do it."

Lin Shu happily grabbed a large pot of broom seedlings to wash. After washing, he saw Xie Mingshan sitting on the sofa and making a phone call.

"Hmm... Put some prickly ash noodles, let me remember." Xie Mingshan hadn't changed his clothes yet. He was wearing a white shirt with his cuffs rolled up, revealing his slender and powerful arms. , add one...then scoop one spoon at a time and spread it in the pot, okay, okay, I'll give it a try."

"Well, I'm fine in Beijing, so don't worry. Take care of yourself outside, and tell me if you're short of money. I'll cover food and shelter, and there's nothing to spend money on."

"Okay, I see. How about Pingping and An'an?"

Lin Shu guessed that he was on the phone with his sister, so he didn't bother, leaning against the kitchen door frame and waiting for him to finish the call.

"Well, it's me." Xie Mingshan's expression suddenly softened, and he said softly, "Did you miss Uncle?"

"Uncle has to go to work, so he can't go. Let mom take you to Beijing when you have time, and uncle will take you to see the Bird's Nest and the Forbidden City."

He must be talking to his niece.

Lin Shu looked at the smile on the corners of Xie Mingshan's eyes and eyebrows when he spoke, and guessed.

"Niece?" Seeing that Xie Mingshan hung up the phone, Lin Shu came over with a smile and asked.

Xie Mingshan smiled a little embarrassedly, and said, "See?"

"That's not true." Lin Shu winked and smiled at him: "The brilliance of father's love is bursting out. If this is a little boy, you must not be so gentle."

"Go—" Xie Mingshan elbowed Lin Shu, tore off the handwritten note, and said, "I asked my sister, you can mix it with noodles and eat pancakes, do you think it's okay?"

"No problem, you are free to play." Lin Shu, who does not cook, has no position to speak, saying that he can eat anything.

"Then let's eat like this." Xie Mingshan took a terracotta warrior and horse magnet, pasted the sticky note on it, and began to prepare the ingredients according to the paper.

"If you eat pancakes at night, instead of steaming rice, how about making Huaishan pork ribs soup, stir-fried spinach, and honey chicken wings?" Lin Shu followed Xie Mingshan into the kitchen, rummaged through the leftover ingredients in the refrigerator, and asked.

In fact, according to Xie Mingshan's idea, since we have to eat vegetable pancakes for dinner, there is no need for fried spinach at all, but Lin Shu has a deep obsession with eating vegetarian dishes, Xie Mingshan did not dare to refute, so he said: "There is no need for chicken wings." Done, the broom seedlings are a bit wilted, I dare not put them any more, at least one third of them will be made today, and I can’t eat any more.”

"That's right." Lin Shu nodded, but felt that the dishes were a little monotonous, and was thinking about it, when Xie Mingshan asked:

"Do you have chili sauce at home? Add some chili to the pancakes for dinner."

"No, why don't you go and buy some." Lin Shu didn't have the habit of eating spicy food. There were all kinds of seasonings at home, but there was no chili sauce.

"That's okay." Xie Mingshan took out his phone and asked, "Is there anything else I need to buy? I'll buy it together."

"Buy three more spinach, and a yam." Lin Shu squeezed through the crowded subway with a sack of wild vegetables on his back today, exhausted physically and mentally, so he didn't even have the energy to pretend to be polite with Xie Mingshan. , and directly reported the name of the dish: "By the way, if you want to make pancakes, you can buy some noodles. I haven't bought white noodles in half a year."

"Pfft——" Xie Mingshan laughed as soon as he heard it: "You southerners."

"What's the matter, let me tell you, it's the first time I've seen a rolling pin since I came to Beijing." Lin Shu gave him a blank look, arched his back and pushed him out of the house: "Stop laughing, hurry up and buy vegetables .”

"Understood." Xie Mingshan responded with a smile, and went downstairs in three steps at a time.

Associate Professor Lin looked at Xie Mingshan's disappearing figure, curled his lips, turned back to the kitchen, and put the ribs in the pot.

When Xie Mingshan came back, Lin Shu had already stewed the soup, and he himself ran back to the bedroom to play with his mobile phone.

"Don't look at it, the soup is about to overflow." Xie Mingshan entered the kitchen with the bag, and saw small bubbles bubbling in the casserole, and the lid of the casserole made a "crack" sound.

Xie Mingshan quickly dropped the bag, lifted the lid of the pot, and verbally criticized Associate Professor Lin.

"Playing games, I forgot." Lin Shu smiled embarrassedly. He has been addicted to Xiaoxiaole recently. Whenever he has free time, he would play a few games with his mobile phone. He also sent messages to Xie Mingshan every day to earn energy, which made Xie Mingshan think twice Block him.

Alas, after getting along for a long time, I no longer respect your dear Professor Lin.

Lin Shu shook his head and slandered, and honestly came over to help Xie Mingshan.

"Your handwriting is good." Xie Mingshan was cutting broom seedlings in the kitchen. Lin Shu had nothing to do. He was idling outside looking through the vegetables Xie Mingshan had bought. He happened to see the notes he took and found that Xie Mingshan's handwriting was vigorous and structured. Straightforward, looking as steady and dependable as his person.

"It's okay, my sister taught me." Xie Mingshan was suddenly praised, and a little embarrassed, he said out of words: "Find me a bigger basin, I will use it for making noodles."

"It's in the cabinet under your feet." Since the two joined forces, Lin Shu ruthlessly took back the cabinet that was originally assigned to Xie Mingshan, and put a lot of pots and pans.

Xie Mingshan bowed to take the pot, put the cut broom seedlings in it, added flour, took the salt jar, scooped a large spoonful and was about to put it in, then stopped, and asked Lin Shu hesitantly: "Where is the salt?" How much is appropriate?"

"Well——" Lin Shu poked his head and looked. He didn't make pasta himself, and he wasn't sure how much salt to put in, so he hesitated and said, "Just put a spoonful of it. Don't be afraid if it's too light. It can be served with chili peppers." Sauce."

Xie Mingshan nodded, turned his hand, and poured a large spoonful of salt into it.

"That...would it be too much?" Seeing that there was a layer of white salt in the pot, Lin Shu felt a little regretful again.

"That's it." Xie Mingshan got a headache from the dosage, and he used chopsticks to stir up the powder, and he couldn't see anything anymore.

That's okay, if it's salty, I'll give you all to eat.

Lin Shu thought very irresponsibly, and gave up struggling.

In the past, it was Lin Shu who cooked, and Xie Mingshan would help. This time, it was him who observed Xie Mingshan's cooking. Lin Shu still felt that it was quite fresh. He stood by and watched him clumsily add seasonings to it.

"You're standing next to me, which makes me very nervous. Go play with your phone." Xie Mingshan said uncomfortably.

"What's the matter, treat me as if I don't exist, and play freely." Lin Shu took out the perfunctory words of the invigilator and sent Xie Mingshan away, but he was determined not to move.

He quite liked seeing Xie Mingshan's limbs stiffened by his stare, as if... Xie Mingshan cared about him very much.

!!!

No, what am I thinking!

Realizing the reason for his narrowness, Lin Shu was startled, and unconsciously took half a step back.

Feeling the movement of the people behind, Xie Mingshan was a little strange: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Lin Shu said dryly.Then divert attention to the bottle of pepper noodles.

Xie Mingshan also stretched out his arm to fetch pepper at this moment.

The two shot at the same time, Xie Mingshan's hand covered Lin Shu's, the thin callus on the palm ran across the back of Lin Shu's hand, and an electric current rushed along the spine to Lin Shu's Tianling Gai.

The two pulled their hands back at the same time, Lin Shu felt his heart beating in his throat, he turned around in embarrassment, and couldn't help but look at Xie Mingshan out of the corner of his eye.

Xie Mingshan stood where he was, withdrew his hand halfway back and then stopped, froze in mid-air.

The dry September breeze blew along with the setting sun, casting long shadows for the two of them, a small part of which overlapped in one place.The pepper bottle was knocked down by the actions of the two, and it spun for a long time in the silent kitchen.