remedial plan

In the kitchen, the fried steak on the pan "sizzled" with white smoke, tender and juicy, and the scarlet meat turned into an attractive dark brown under the catalysis of the oil juice, fragrant and oily.

Cheng Chen was wandering around the room boredly. When the coffee delivery came last time, because he was frightened by the scene in the room, he just stopped at the door and fled without having time to look at anything.

The corridors of the living room are all decorated in a simple black and white style, showing meticulousness, simplicity and practicality everywhere. With the closed door, Cheng Chen opened Ling Che's bedroom curiously and cautiously, and was stunned by the sundries inside.

Unknowingly, the clothes accumulated for a few days were scattered all over the floor. There were not only quilts but also a collection of books, pens, and documents on the bed. He even saw a half-person-high white bear buried under the pillow. Round eyes were facing him.

Cheng Chen gently closed the door, resisted the urge to pack his things, and went back to the living room to watch TV.

"By the way, are you going to work this afternoon?"

Ling Cheyang, who was flipping through steaks in the kitchen, asked in a loud voice, and Cheng Chen walked to the kitchen, "Yes, brother Wen is on leave today, I'm afraid Wu and brother Changping will be too busy."

"I'm going to work!" Ling Che seriously stacked two steaks and turned off the fire, "It's better to eat, it's more filling, then I'll cook a few more dishes." I heard that some people who only eat meat are prone to diarrhea , It is better to eat.

"Actually, I don't need too much," Cheng Chen said shyly, "I don't eat much."

Ling Che patted his head, "It's better to eat more, maybe I can grow taller, this is not enough."

"Grow taller?" Cheng Chen lowered his head and thought. If he grows taller, the white wall of the chairman's office of a five-star hotel will appear in his mind, with his art on the white wall. The eyes of the people were washed, and the body shivered uncomfortably. Sure enough, it was better for him to quit the habit of eating supper that he and Ah Wu had developed a few days ago.

Ling Che noticed his shivering, "What's the matter? Is it cold?" The temperature in the kitchen is quite high, will it be cold?

Cheng Chen shook his head, "No, I think it's better for me not to grow taller anymore."

"En? Why?" Ling Che drained the washed vegetables into the water pot, and white smoke rose "sizzling". He closed the pot, and after a few minutes, he opened it and stir-fried it, and said casually, "What if Always so tall, I always have the illusion of abducting and trafficking minors."

Cheng Chen puffed out his chest, "I'm an adult!"

"Oh? Are you really an adult?" Ling Che raised his eyebrows to express his doubts, not to mention his height, but that face really always gave him the illusion of abducting and selling minors.

Cheng Chen counted his birthday with his fingers, "It's been four months for me."

"...It really is an adult." Ling Che neatly shoveled the stir-fried vegetables into the porcelain plate, and suddenly remembered a very important thing. He forgot to put salt, so he changed the subject, "I'm not tired here. Go and sit in the living room." Then he can take the opportunity to return the dishes to the pot and add salt.

"No, it's good here, and I can chat with you." Cheng Chen replied happily, then he remembered the room he saw just now, and hesitated, "I looked around just now, if you don't mind... ..."

"I don't mind." Ling Che replied without hesitation, thinking regretfully, it seems that the dishes cannot be returned to the pot.

Cheng Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Well, then I'll go over and tidy up the room for you now."

Ling Che was puzzled, "Which room?" Could it be the one where he just threw all his things into the bedroom today? Before going out today, he clearly remembered that he closed the door tightly, could it be...

"Did you open the door and see?"

Whether this is a violation of privacy, Cheng Chen said cautiously, "I opened it out of curiosity, I'm sorry, should I not open that door, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it."

The boy standing at the door blushed and lowered his head full of frustration. Ling Che put down the half-cut tomato, turned around and pinched his mournful face, and chuckled, "No, it's just that it's too messy inside. I'm afraid you might be shocked when you see it." , Of course, it would be even better if you would help me clean up."

"Really?" Cheng Chen raised his head, looked at him with clear eyes, and said overjoyed, "I'll go now, and it will be tidied up soon, and I won't break anything."

"It's okay to break it, by the way, let's clean that white bear by the way, it feels like it's been a long time since I washed him."

Ling Che turned around and continued cutting tomatoes, "By the way, his name is Yuan Bao."

Cheng Chen clenched his fists and swore ambitiously, "I promise to complete the task."

Turning around and running quickly into the room, picked up the clothes basket, put the clothes into the clothes basket and poured them into the washing machine, opened the curtains in the room, then sorted out the documents and pens on the bed, rubbed Jin Bao lying on the bed, Warm and soft, it can be seen that it has been used for a long time, and the black beads on the nose seem to have faded a bit.

"time to eat."

Ling Che set the table and chopsticks.

Cheng Chen put the documents in his hand on the table according to the date, and replied, "Okay, I'll come right away."

He spread the quilt and put on the bedding, then ran to the dining table and sat down to get the chopsticks, Ling Che's chopsticks hit the back of his hand.

"Go wash your hands."

Cheng Chen got up aggrieved, washed his hands and sat down. The steak that was the main meal was cut into small pieces of meat. Next to a plate of fried vegetables, there was a small bowl of black things. I don’t know if it was vinegar or soy sauce. There is a large bowl of tomato and egg soup.

He picked up the chopsticks and cautiously put a piece of beef into his mouth. Ling Che looked at him expectantly, his eyes widened, "It's delicious!" He couldn't wait to swallow it, and then picked up the second piece of beef.

Ling Che smiled complacently, "Just kidding, I have lived abroad for ten years, and the best thing I can do is fry steak. How could it not be delicious?"

Cheng Chen took a big mouthful of rice and said vaguely, "Ten years? So long?"

"That's right." Ling Che put the green vegetables into the bowl filled with soy sauce first, and then put them into Cheng Chen's bowl, "Try the green vegetables, you can't just eat the meat."

The crispy leaves were dipped in dark sauce, and Cheng Chen asked suspiciously, "What is this dark sauce? Is it an exclusive secret recipe?"

Ling Che paused while picking up the rice, "No, it's just soy sauce, I forgot to put salt just now."

Cheng Chen looked at him suspiciously, and Ling Che said confidently without changing his face, "It's all your fault for chatting with me, and I forgot to put salt in the end, so this is a remedy."

Cheng Chen bowed his head guiltily, and apologized, "Really? I'm so sorry."

"Well, so hurry up and try it and see how it tastes?"

Cheng Chen picked up the tender green vegetable and put it into his mouth, chewing it, it was so crispy that it almost seemed as if he had just picked it off. There was a hint of astringency and a hint of sweetness, but also the aroma of peanut oil and the saltiness of soy sauce in his mouth, what a strange combination of flavors.

"Is it tasty?"

Ling Che asked him expectantly, Cheng Chen thought for a while, then answered cautiously, "It's okay."

So Ling Che calmly picked up a vegetable leaf, dipped it in soy sauce and put it in his mouth to chew. Three seconds later, Cheng Chen opened his round eyes and admired his winking and twitching face in novelty.

Ling Che swallowed the vegetable leaves with difficulty, and Chun Chun taught, "Next time you have something to say, don't hide it."

Cheng Chen was apologetic, "The teacher said to respect the achievements of others' labor."

A pair of chopsticks tapped his forehead, and Ling Che said seriously, "The teacher must have said to tell the truth!"

Cheng Chen nodded thoughtfully, "I see. Ah, by the way, last time Mr. Ling said he knew my sister, what happened?"

"Mr. Ling?" Ling Che raised his eyebrows.

Cheng Chen blushed and said, "Ling, Ling, Che, Che."

Ling Che nodded in satisfaction, "Actually, I have seen you since you were very young!"

Cheng Chen widened his eyes to express his doubts, have you seen it?Why don't I have any impression.

Ling Che gestured, "Maybe you are only five or six years old. At that time, you were white and tender, just like my Jinbao. It was small and could call 'brother' cutely."

Cheng Chen lowered his head in thought, then shook his head for a moment, he really had no memory, "How old was Che at that time?"

"I'm 12 or 13 years old. I haven't gone abroad at that time. By the way, all five of your older sisters are here, and the oldest seems to be only in her teens." Ling Che put his head on his hands and smiled.

Cheng Chen thought hard and thought of a question, "Why do we meet?"

"My grandfather is Ling Suming."

"Ah! It's that Grandpa Ling who stole sweet potatoes in the field with grandpa when I was a child? Grandpa Ling who also peeked at girls taking a bath with grandpa?" Cheng Chen asked tentatively.

Ling Che nodded, and added, "The two of them stayed up most of the night to go to the aunt's house next door to steal chickens and dogs, and went to the grass by the river together to catch coral snakes."

It seems to be the Grandpa Ling in my impression.Is this fate?It turns out that I and Toru have met each other a long time ago!Cheng Chen felt that he was about to faint from happiness, even the hard-to-eat vegetables were crunchy and sweet.

"You know, when I saw you who was so tender as a dumpling, I thought it would be great when I could have such a younger brother. I pestered my parents for a long time saying that I wanted a younger brother, but it didn't come true. I didn't expect to see you now. It's your turn," Ling Che smiled, "Maybe this is fate!"

Cheng Chen nodded vigorously, and asked happily, "What about uncles and aunts? Are they still abroad? Can I see them?"

The smile on Ling Che's face froze, "Passed away, a car accident."

Cheng Chen froze, "I'm sorry, I didn't know about this, I'm sorry." The car accident, another car accident, he thought of his parents, and the sadness of sympathy suddenly flooded in his heart.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward. He lowered his head and used a spoon to put the rice bowl of tomato and egg soup into the rice bowl. The sweet and sour tomato soup was the most appetizing to eat with the rice.

Ling Che took his bowl, frowned and said, "Don't eat."

Cheng Chen stared at the rice eagerly, "Why?" That was his favorite soup and rice.

"Eating like this hurts the stomach."

Cheng Chen was obsessed with his job, "Just once, I haven't eaten for a long time."

He stared pitifully at Ling Che with his dark round eyes, his heart softened involuntarily, and his firmness gradually softened.

"just one time?"

Cheng Chen nodded vigorously, and he handed back the bowl. Cheng Chen quickly finished eating in two or three bites, put down the bowl, touched his stomach contentedly, and said with emotion, "It's really satisfying!"

Uh... It's better not to stop him from eating, Ling Che thought as he chewed the rice, at least he could eat it slowly.