remedial plan

Ah Wen turned over the omelet in his hand, unable to suppress the doubt in his heart, and asked calmly, "The Spring Festival will be in a few days, when do you plan to go back?"

"It smells so good..." Nick sniffled, salivating, "I'll talk about it later, are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready to eat?"

Ah Wen cut the omelet into several slices, "It will be ready in a while." Don't you want to say it?He lowered his eyes sadly, feeling a little uneasy and uncomfortable in his heart.

The same scene played out at Ling Che's house. Cheng Chen was stewing meat, and Ling Che leaned against the door, "The Spring Festival will be a few days away, what are your plans?"

Cheng Chen lifted his chopsticks, ordered some marinade and tasted it, "It's just right, do you want to try it?" He picked up a piece of stewed three-layer meat, covered it with his hand, and handed it to Ling Che's mouth.

He took a bite of the meat, it was fat but not greasy but also slightly sweet, raised his eyebrows, "What did you put in it, it tastes different from what you usually eat."

Cheng Chen proudly raised his chopsticks, made a grimace and stuck out his tongue, "I won't tell you my exclusive secret recipe."

Ling Che narrowed his eyes, and put his hands around Cheng Chen's waist with ill intentions, stroking up and down restlessly, the chopsticks in Cheng Chen's hands fell to the ground, and wriggled restlessly.

"Don't tell me, don't tell me, don't let you go today."

"Haha... don't... it's so itchy, let go, haha..." Laughing out of breath, he collapsed on the ground, desperately trying to break free from Ling Che's shackles, his face was flushed with laughter, and the corners of his eyes were filled with tears. This is the end.

"Forget it, let you go."

Ling Che was lying side by side beside Cheng Chen, the small kitchen was occupied by the two of them and there was almost no other free space.Cheng Chen reached out his hand to wipe away the moisture from the corners of his eyes, when someone suddenly pressed his body, he panicked and struggled a bit, "You, what are you doing?"

Ling Che raised a wicked smile, tempting him, "I just want to kiss you."

Cheng Chen hesitated for a few seconds, and finally pouted, "Hurry up, I still have to cook."

Ling Che kissed lightly, "I want to eat fish, fried fish, the kind that is fragrant and crunchy."

"Cuckoo"

The soup of the stew started to boil, even the lid rolled over, Cheng Chen immediately pushed away Ling Che who was pressing on him, and complained angrily, "Oh, my meat, I should have turned down the heat just now, the soup is overflowing .”

He turned down the fire, raised his head and handed over a plate of fish to Ling Che, smiling complacently, "I said I want to eat fish."

Cheng Chen took the fish and frowned, "There are enough dishes today, are you sure you want to eat fish?"

"I just want to eat fish today." Ling Che was as stubborn as a child.

Cheng Chen warned him, "Today's dishes are enough, don't leave a little bit." Before he could answer, he turned to deal with the fish, "If you want to fry it, it may be too late to marinate now, it may be a little bland, let's fry the vegetables first Bar……"

People in the kitchen walked around, talking to himself alone, Ling Che knew that the reason why Cheng Chen always liked to talk to himself when cooking was because it felt like someone was by his side, He felt that such a scene was very warm, and it was great that the person he liked was cooking for him wholeheartedly at home.

"No matter how light it is, I will eat it." Ling Che walked to Cheng Chen's side and said in satisfaction.

Cheng Chen raised his head in doubt, as if he hadn't realized that there was someone beside him, he only realized it after a while, and said shyly, "En."

When the food was served, Ling Che put his chopsticks on the crispy fried fish, bit down on it, covered his mouth and jumped up.

"It's hot, it's hot..."

"Just put it out of the pot just now, of course it was hot, is the skin broken?"

"But it's delicious, it's really delicious, even if the skin is broken, it's worth it." Ling Che gritted his teeth, "I'll definitely eat it all in a while, ぜんぜんあリません."

"ぜんぜんあリません? Is that Japanese? It doesn't seem to be used like that?" Cheng Chen bit his chopsticks and thought, "It seems to be used to completely negate it."

Ling Che said unexpectedly, "Isn't that how you use it? I always hear Nick whispering nonsense in my ear, I didn't expect you to be able to speak Japanese."

"That is, I was interested in learning it in junior high school, but I didn't learn it later. It's a pity now that I think about it." Cheng Chen smiled lightly.

Ling Che enthusiastically made a suggestion, "Do you want to learn? Do you want to learn now? If so, I have a way."

"What method?" Cheng Chen was also aroused a little bit of interest, "Ask Nick to teach me? He doesn't seem to have time."

"No time, whoever just hangs around in the coffee shop all day long with nothing to do, who has time if he doesn't have time," Ling Che curled his lips, "If he dares not teach you, I'll just do what he did back then Shake out all the bad things, let's see if he dares."

"Forget it, it's not good, eat some green vegetables, don't keep eating meat and fish," Cheng Chen touched the chopsticks that were pinching the meat, turned around and landed on the vegetables, and the pair of chopsticks picked up a piece of vegetables.

Ling Che stuffed the vegetables into his mouth, and asked casually, "Are you going to work tomorrow?"

Cheng Chen picked up the meat, and replied contentedly, "Yes, but you can leave work early. I will buy vegetables tomorrow, what do you want to eat? ps: green vegetables."

"Beef, mutton, chicken, duck, dry fried fish."

"...I'm talking about food."

"The Chinese language is extensive and profound, and the meat is the dish."

"...Eat." Cheng Chen was defeated and shut up to eat.

In the secret garden.

Meimei was still lying in front of the cashier with her eyes wide open, "It was agreed yesterday, and I have to go to class today, where is Cheng Chen?"

"A customer ordered takeaway, and Cheng Chen helped deliver it." Ah Wen leisurely leaned against the door and stretched, "What would you like to drink?"

"black tea."

"Okay, please wait a moment." Arvin turned around and took out the cup. Just as he took out the tea, Nick immediately took it over, "I'll come, I'll come, you just rest by the side, I'll come and I will come."

Ah Wen threw them all over without any politeness, and said earnestly, "Work hard, our store hires you as a temporary worker, 14 yuan an hour, young man, I am very optimistic about you."

"Small? I'm not small at all." Nick stared at him questioningly, he had to take it seriously when it was a matter of a man's dignity, "Wen, where am I so small?"

"...you are young." Ah Wen's face suddenly turned red, red and black, why all the problems have to be related to that.

Nick yelled unwillingly, "Wen, I'm only three months younger than you, just three months."

"Small is small, don't talk about it anymore, people are waiting for black tea in a hurry, hurry up, or your salary will be deducted." Arwen threatened, shook his head and left.

Nick muttered to himself, "It's only been three months, why bother so much?" The glass door opened, "Oh, Cheng Chen, you're here, quickly bring this cup of black tea over there, it's for the little girl over there, I'm looking for you Oh, go, go, a gentleman won't keep a lady waiting."

Cheng Chen took the black tea cup and walked away like Meimei who was full of anticipation, and suddenly found that the originally hated Spring Festival was not so difficult.

Getting off work on Friday is quite pleasant, and Ling Che walked into the coffee shop to pick up people with such a mood, and then it was the same scene as last night, so the corner of his mouth turned into a raised eyebrow quickly.

He threw out a pink banknote angrily, "Your coffee shop, two more quilts."

"Ahem, we didn't buy our coffee cups for you to drop." Awen picked up the banknotes dissatisfied, "Hurry up and take it back, don't show off your wealth here, we all know you have a high salary, so don't come here to show off your wealth Ser, so as not to be missed by thieves instead of being stolen by thieves."

"Stop talking nonsense and take out your cups. The customer is God. Have you ever trained your service? Be careful and I will tell you when I complain." Ling Che forcefully put the money into the cash register, "Put the money here, Get the cup quickly."

After mopping the floor, Ah Wu wiped the sweat from his newly grown flesh, shaking, "Oh, brother Ling is here, looking for Xiaowu."

"Bring two glasses."

"Ah? Oh, Brother Ling, just wait," Ah Wu burrowed into the cash register and took out two glasses, "Here, Brother Ling, hey, by the way, Brother Ling, what are you doing with the glasses... Is it?"

He realized that before he finished speaking, the two cups had fallen to the ground one after another and made two "pop" and "pop" sounds in a duet, with brother Wen's unkind eyes next to him, he slapped his head, "Oh, I remembered, The living room hasn't been mopped yet, so I'm going to mop the floor."

Cheng Chen looked back at Ling Che, opened his mouth silently, and said something like - I'll be fine soon, just wait a moment.

Ling Che said with satisfaction, "Have a cup of green tea."

"If you have tea but no cups, you will fall."

Ling Che didn't change his face, "It's okay, then use Cheng Chen's cup, I don't mind."

After get off work, Ling Che patted Cheng Chen's head, "Don't talk to that girl from now on."

"But she wants me to teach her, it's always difficult to refuse, and she is still a guest." Cheng Chen was quite embarrassed.

"..." It seems to be the same, Cheng Chen is always so responsible and he should think of a way to convince him, Ling Che rolled his eyes, "By the way, the Spring Festival will be a few days away, when do you plan to go back?"

Cheng Chen's expression froze for a while, and he said slowly, "Just go back on the morning of the New Year's Eve, how about you? Are you going to Grandpa Ling?"

"I just want to go to that dead old man, and see that he is always annoying." Thinking of his grandfather always talking about wanting to have a girlfriend, his head gets dizzy when he mentions him, he hugs Cheng Chen tightly, "Then when will you come back?"

"Well, let me think about it." He snuggled himself into Ling Che's arms, "Come back after fifteen."

Ling Che pulled him out of his arms and said seriously, "No," he said softly, "Come back as soon as possible, and it's best to come back with me after the New Year's Eve dinner."

"It's not that children need to be accompanied." Cheng Chen blinked and said, "Or are you actually a Wang Xingren?"

"Believe it or not, I'll tickle you." Ling Che put his hands on his waist threateningly.

Cheng Chen said seriously, "I'll be back on the first day of the new year."

Ling Che pulled him back into his arms in satisfaction, patted his head, "Good boy."

The two walked silently on the deserted path, and Ling Che asked abruptly, "Do you not like celebrating the Spring Festival?"

His arms froze immediately, and he replied in a muffled voice for a long time, "I don't like it, it's a festival for everyone to reunite." Cheng Chen, who lost his mother and father, didn't like this festival of reunion, and also hated the Mid-Autumn Festival and Dragon Boat Festival .

"Isn't there still your uncle?" Ling Che rubbed his head, "Could it be that he treats you badly?"

"No, my uncle and aunt are very good to me." Really good, he will give whatever he wants, even if it is something from his cousin.Cheng Chen lowered his head.

Sensing the depression of the person in his arms, "Who is that?"

"My cousin, Cheng Yu, he doesn't like me."