Jing Book

Jiang Xu was fine in those few years abroad, but he went crazy for a while after returning to China. There were many people around him, but no matter male or female, pure or sexy, he could never regain the excitement and nervousness he had towards Zhang Jingshu at the beginning. I feel that Zhang Jingshu is Jiang Xu's first spiritual love, which is not false. It's a pity that God's will tricks people. Back then, Jiang Xu missed it when he was only short of the last bite. For so many years, he has never forgotten about Zhang Jingshu. If Zhang Jingshu is long and crooked, Jiang Xu can only sigh with emotion that he did not swallow people while the green onions were tender, but the reality is that Zhang Jingshu not only has a crooked shell, but also does not have a big personality. Change, or the introverted and quiet memory, such an old lover who suits his appetite is placed in front of Jiang Xu, as if it was specially created for his imagination, how can he be blamed for deliberately trying to get him?

Jiang Xu's unscrupulous eyes flicked across Zhang Jingshu's shoulders, along his narrow waist to a pair of straight long legs, and he lingered for a while.

How many years has this waist and legs influenced his aesthetics?Thinking about the men he met before, Jiang Xu couldn't help sighing, a fake is a fake after all, no matter how similar the imitation is, it can't replace the real one, and that Qi Yang, Jiang Xu sneered in his heart, it's like playing tricks Means, and delusional attempt to rob him?It's just a dream!Ten years ago, he was discouraged at a critical moment, and no one else could blame him for that, but today, ten years later, he, Jiang Xu, is bound to win!No one knows better than him how to make Zhang Jingshu submit willingly.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xu drank the tea in his hand in one gulp, temporarily suppressed the restlessness in his throat, got up and walked to Zhang Jingshu, rolled up his sleeves, and said with a smile: "I'll do the washing, nothing else, this one should be no problem."

Zhang Jingshu glanced at Jiang Xu's hand, didn't quite believe him, and said, "No need, let me wash it." He was always cautious about what he took in, and he didn't want to eat dirty.

"Why? Afraid I won't wash it clean?" Jiang Xu flipped through the bag casually, curled his lips and said, "These dishes have been processed, and they look clean. Just rinse them with water when you come back. You don't have to be so careful, right? "

Zhang Jingshu smiled and said nothing, not letting Jiang Xu take over at all.

"Then I cut the meat?" Jiang Xu pointed to the bags of cooked food, wanting to find something to do for himself, "Is this okay?"

Those bags contained braised pig's ears and spiced beef, whichever way they were cut had little effect on the taste, Jiang Xu could do whatever he wanted if he wanted to help.

Seeing that Zhang Jingshu nodded in agreement, Jiang Xu washed his hands first, and then took out pig ears that are easier to cut to practice his hands. After a few cuts, it became more and more tactile. After a while, two pig ears were cut into thin strips by Jiang Xu. After picking up the plate, Zhang Jingshu looked at it, and found that the thickness was fairly even, and Jiang Xu was quite satisfied with his sword skills.

"How is it? Is it okay to cut it?"

"Oh, that's alright."

Zhang Jingshu turned around and put Jiang Xu's work on the table, came back to check the time, put the rice that had been scoured before into the rice cooker and pressed the cooking program, and saw that Jiang Xu cut the meat in a decent manner. Rest assured to deal with the rest, six dishes and one soup, the two of them were busy until seven o'clock before dinner, Jiang Xu took out a bottle of wine prepared earlier, first poured a glass for Zhang Jingshu, and said: "Japanese fruit wine, only ten How many times, it's like a drink, can we drink this?"

"You still have to drive, don't drink." Zhang Jingshu suddenly remembered this, and persuaded: "There is a drink at home, drink it."

Really drinking is a waste of time, Jiang Xu shook his head, took out his mobile phone and called the driver in front of Zhang Jingshu, asking him to take a taxi in an hour, and then sent the address of Zhang Jingshu's home to the driver, and then spoke again: "How does this wine taste?"

Zhang Jingshu bowed his head and took a sip. It was sweet and sour, and not too alcoholic, so he nodded.

Jiang Xu also poured wine for himself, raised his glass and looked at Zhang Jingshu, his eyes filled with tenderness, "Let me give you... a sip first, thank you for entertaining me, Jingshu, I am very happy today."

Zhang Jingshu slightly staggered Jiang Xu's deep gaze, raised his hand to touch his cup, and said politely: "It should."

Jiang Xu smiled, took a sip, put down the glass and stopped persuading him to drink, but chatted with Zhang Jingshu while eating. The two actually didn't have many topics in common. They had different starting points in life and different life circumstances. The intersecting memories can’t be easily said, but Jiang Xu is used to socializing at the wine table, and can talk and laugh happily with a group of old fried dough sticks. It doesn’t make sense to get stuck in front of Zhang Jingshu. This dinner was under Jiang Xu’s deliberate guidance. It didn't finish until after eight o'clock, and there were some dishes left, but the [-]ml bottle of fruit wine was completely drunk, and most of it went into Zhang Jingshu's stomach. When the meal was over, the driver hadn't arrived yet, and the two of them sat in the living room for a while , Jiang Xu casually asked about Zhang Jingshu's vacation plans.

"I don't have any plans," Zhang Jingshu said truthfully, since his financial situation was clear at a glance, and there was nothing to hide, "I plan to read books and surf the Internet at home."

Actually, what holiday plans does Zhang Jingshu have?He didn't mention that Jiang Xu could have guessed that Zhang Jingshu had no car or money, and the little wages he had saved from frugality would be saved for the New Year, friendships, and class reunions. These alone were enough for him to have a headache.

"How about Chinese New Year?" Jiang Xu took out his phone and glanced at the calendar, and said, "There are still eight days until New Year's Eve, how do you plan to spend it?"

How are you doing?Zhang Jingshu got up to fetch his mobile phone, stared at the calendar unconsciously and stared blankly.

It turns out that it will be New Year's Eve in eight days, and this year will be over again. In the past, no matter whether he was studying or working, he would definitely go back to his hometown at the end of the year. He has a sense of belonging and doesn’t feel too lonely. After all, he is used to it, but now he has his own new home. He has spent a lot of time and energy building this new home bit by bit. Although some places are not satisfactory, It is his most reliable harbor. He hopes to spend every new year here in the future. I believe his parents will not blame him.

After a long while, Zhang Jingshu came back to his senses from the daze. Maybe the alcohol affected his thoughts. Under Jiang Xu's persuasive temptation, Zhang Jingshu unreservedly stated his New Year's plan: "Celebrate the New Year here, the fifth day Go back home and have a look."

Jiang Xu glanced at Zhang Jingshu, who was lazily sitting on the sofa, and asked, "When will you be back?"

"I'll be back after staying for a few days." Zhang Jingshu's mind was a little slow, and after thinking about it, he added, "Maybe before the tenth day."

"It's better for you to work. There are winter and summer vacations," Jiang Xu sighed, and said, "My place gets busier as the end of the year approaches, and I have to make time to go home for the New Year. If I come back, it will be New Years Eve."

Jiang Xu saw the timing, and then asked some questions indistinctly. After the driver arrived, he got up and said goodbye. After Zhang Jingshu sent the person away, he tried his best to clean up the kitchen. He not only washed the dishes and chopsticks, wiped the table, but also cleaned the floor After wiping it twice to make sure everything in sight was clean, I went to the bathroom to wash up. Before going to bed, Zhang Jingshu was still thinking about going out to buy new year's goods tomorrow.

One night without dreams, Zhang Jingshu opened his eyes the next day after eight o'clock. He rarely slept so late. After waking up, Zhang Jingshu went to the refrigerator to search. Frozen in the refrigerator, it is enough for the Chinese New Year, and there is no shortage of seasonings at home, so there is no need to buy any more. Zhang Jingshu took a pen and paper and thought while writing down. Some things in the store are not suitable to buy now, such as vegetables and meat, and the Chinese New Year is only a week away. Some vegetables are bought and I am afraid that they will not be able to store them. I bought meat and there is no room in the refrigerator. It seems that what can be bought is empty. Not many.

Before leaving the house, Zhang Jingshu received a call from Qi Yang, saying that he was a bit busy at the end of the year and would not be able to come these few days. He also asked Zhang Jingshu if there was anything wrong and if he needed to come over to help. Zhang Jingshu told Qi Yang to work hard. It's really nothing, you don't need to come here.

The end of the new year is approaching, and the supermarket is not as lively as usual. After Zhang Jingshu entered, he finally felt that the New Year was approaching. Most of the places he looked at were dressed up in joyful clothes. He first picked out couplets and blessing characters, and added some melon seeds and hazelnuts. Candy only bought the old brand of toffee and fruit candy, and when he pushed the cart to the pastry area, the speed of taking things slowed down unknowingly. This is sweet, especially the cakes. Zhang Jingshu has almost no resistance to them. He stood in front of the glass counter and looked at them silently for a while, and finally made a difficult choice. He picked up a few pieces of honey bean cake and Frankfurt I just stopped, there is no way, the space in the refrigerator is limited, I really can't buy more.

After looking at all kinds of cakes on the counter, Zhang Jingshu reluctantly pushed the cart away. After that, he made a quick decision and bought all the things that could be bought in advance according to the things written on the list. While waiting for the checkout, Zhang Jingshu reserved a taxi with the taxi-hailing software, and went home by car after leaving the supermarket gate.

In the next few days, Zhang Jingshu carefully cleaned the house, not letting go of every blind spot. In such a cold day, he insisted on cleaning all the windows, and there was not even a hair stubble on the floor. , The sheets and bedding were also changed and washed, and a few pots of particularly lush plants were replaced with new flower pots, and the house suddenly looked brand new.

On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, Zhang Jingshu went out to buy vegetables, meat, and some fruits. He finally got all the necessities for the New Year. That afternoon, he started chopping stuffing to make dumplings, pork, scallion, and three fresh dumplings. He ate some steamed and frozen some. , The refrigerator with some spare space just now was filled to the brim again. Only at this time did Zhang Jingshu deeply realize that the refrigerator in his home is really too small.

The author has something to say:

This week, I was on the Tutui list, and I need to update 1.5 words, so starting from today, I will update it every day for four consecutive days, every day at [-]:[-] p.m.

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