Nouveau riche love story

Shang Xiaochen relaxed, with a smile on his face.

Those who have decided to take the single-plank bridge, if there is a backing behind them, the difficult road will be much better.Even if this backing doesn't do anything, it's comforting to stand there and watch you.

Of course, Chen Jing'an would not do nothing...

He needs an opportunity too much. This is like a stepping stone that can lead to a shortcut that he has received from the hardships of the past 20 years. He has to hold it no matter what.

Chen Jing'an actually didn't care about suffering more and suffering more, but he was afraid that it would be too late, and when some people died without illness or disaster, who would he take revenge on?

If you want to achieve things quickly, you must stand on the shoulders and foundations of your predecessors.

He obviously hates using others to achieve his goals, but he has that kind of blood in his bones. This is an extremely contradictory thing, but it can only happen to him.

Chen Jing'an had no choice but to remind himself day by day that even if he had other purposes, he would never do something like throw it away after it was finished.

Regardless of the relationship between my aunt, Gu Tan and Shang's family, just for Shang Xiaochen, as long as he still wants him, he should stay by his side for the rest of his life.

However, there is no impenetrable wall in the world, once things are done, I am afraid it will be a different situation...

He risked his ruin and betrayed his relatives to retaliate. There was nothing to be afraid of. He was alone, so he was not afraid of something worse.

Fortunately, now that even his aunt has a home, his last worries are gone.

Just because he made up his mind to start working in Dao company after the next year, Shang Xiaochen especially cherishes the few days he still has to waste.

The specific manifestation of cherishing is to play day and night upside down for a few days, and then collapse in the room holding the mobile phone motionless, pretending to be a dead body.

Tired of lying down, I got up from the bed, tidied up, tidied up myself, and went to Dr. Chen's house to eat.

His small life these days can be described as "Uncle Shang's retirement life".

Seeing that it was coming to New Year's Day, Shang's father was busy running between the company and Lin Ruoshui's house.

Ji Feiyun also came out of the shed and went to various David TV stations to sing songs at the New Year's Eve Gala.

Shang Yunjie had been missing for a few days, so he thought he had been murdered when he came up first. As a result, such a rambunctious boy spent a few days in the research institute. They were all taken aback. If it wasn't for being able to eat, drink, talk and laugh, the professor would almost call him a parent.

Shang Xiaochen was the only one left in the big house, he felt bored, he didn't even have anything interesting on his phone.

With candy in his mouth, he opened the takeaway and ordered a bunch of hot pot ingredients. The address was Chen Jing'an's house.

Then I greeted Dr. Chen on WeChat, put on a hat, mask, scarf, gloves and other equipment to keep out the cold, went out and took a few bus stops, and went to Chen Jingan's house.

If it were a different way of life on weekdays, he would be willing to ride a bicycle or walk on foot, but this winter, it was really cold, and being exposed to the air for a while could freeze a person to the bone.

Dr. Chen didn't get off work today, so he opened the door by himself, and within 10 minutes, the food delivery boy delivered the food, he took it and put it in the kitchen, and started cooking hot pot by himself.

For other things, he is definitely not as good as Chen Jingan. As for the hot pot, Shang Xiaochen is not boasting, he is definitely good at it.

Instead of buying mutton rolls and beef rolls, he ordered two catties of lamb chops and one catty of tender beef.

Cut off the lamb chops and drain the water, put the white radish, onion, ginger and garlic in the pressure cooker.

Then slice the tender beef, add eggs, stir the boiled chili oil and set aside.

Also prepare white radish slices, potato slices, enoki mushrooms, baby vegetables, hand-rolled noodles, hairy tripe, duck intestines, shrimp paste, luncheon meat, and various meatballs.

The dipping sauce is also prepared by myself, pour sesame oil, sesame paste, crushed peanuts, spicy millet, shallots, minced garlic, tofu meat, soy sauce, mature vinegar, and chili oil.

The lamb chops are boiled until they are soft and the meat is almost deboned, and they are ready. Put them into the hot pot. When the lamb chops soup is boiled with hot pot bottom ingredients, Dr. Chen will take the cold outside Entered the house.

The aroma of the hot pot blowing over his face whetted his appetite. When he took off his coat, changed his shoes, and walked to the restaurant, he found that even the chopsticks had been set for him.

The gurgling sound, accompanied by the bright red soup, makes people want to fill two mouthfuls at the dinner table.

Chen Jing'an originally put two biscuits in the afternoon, but in an instant, he didn't know whose stomach he ate. After washing his hands, he sat down at the dining table and picked up his chopsticks.

Shang Xiaochen sat opposite him, took out a lamb chop from the soup and gave it to him: "Taste it."

The tender and rotten mutton, wrapped in sauce, bursts out with a strong fragrance as soon as you eat it.

Chen Jing'an nodded again and again: "This mutton chop has no mutton smell at all, but it is delicate and delicious. It's so rare."

Shang Xiaochen took the tender beef and poured some of it into the pot: "In the past, when my grandfather was still alive, he would raise a few sheep every year, and when the end of the year, he would kill one. The lamb chops with four legs were attached to our family. , uncle’s family, and second uncle’s family share one share, and I accidentally ate such a soft stewed lamb chops in hot pot, and I thought it tasted good, so I made some today.”

"There's nothing better than this." Chen Jing'an took out the lamb chops from the pot and kept filling them into his mouth.

In this cold winter day, it is really enjoyable to eat a mutton hot pot.

"Actually, I don't even drink mutton soup on weekdays, because I'm afraid of the smell of mutton. This lamb chop has been stewed for a long time, and the shabu-shabu with thick oil and red sauce is really delicious."

Shang Xiaochen met his gaze, and there was a pair of reflections in his pupils. The light shone in his eyes, creating a circle of halo, and his reflection was surrounded by that halo.

Chen Jing'an suddenly smiled: "Actually, this is the first time I eat hot pot at home."

Shang Xiaochen frowned slightly: "Why is this the first time?"

"I'm the only one in the house on weekdays, so it's not worth it. My aunt comes here occasionally. She has a bland taste and doesn't like these very much."

Shang Xiaochen had experienced the days when he ate alone, so he couldn't help feeling sorry for Chen Jing'an.

"Hey, you know that? They all say that the first level of loneliness is to feed yourself, and the highest level is to operate by yourself. What level have you tried?"

Chen Jingan buried his head in the hot pot, put the quick-tender beef in his mouth and said, "It's really nothing. I'm fifteen or sixteen years old, and I've already been lying on the operating table by myself. The feeling of using a knife is actually no better than that of a knife." It's more terrifying to be alone in the dead of night."