Hedgehog

Su Ying woke up early the next day.

She probably also vaguely knew how much trouble she had made last night, so she consciously put her tail between her legs and was doing cleaning in the early morning. She thought her voice was very quiet, and closed the door for me to cover her ears.When I got up, she had already cleaned the toilet like a new one, went down to buy breakfast, and turned the TV volume to the minimum by herself, watching variety shows while choosing vegetables, with her eyebrows lowered like a little wife.

I didn't sleep well and got a headache. I didn't want to talk about her when I saw her so cute. I walked around the house twice with my slippers on and took a glass of soda from the refrigerator and started drinking.

"Don't drink ice, watch your throat." Su Ying reminded in a low voice: "There is soy milk on the table."

I dragged a chair and sat straddling the center of the living room instead, continuing to stare at the TV screen with a blank mind.

Su Ying took out the clothes from the washing machine to dry, this woman came here, I finished washing all my clothes for a month.The point is that she is also obsessed with ironing. She gave me a whole set of ironing equipment for my birthday last year. I don’t know what was going on in my mind. I put them in the corner to collect dust. She said that her greatest pleasure is tidying up. A large basket of dirty clothes, washed, dried and ironed and hung in the closet is the most fulfilling thing in her life.

This kind of good wife and loving mother is not yet married, which is also a waste of social resources.

But I'm not qualified to say her, I also like to cook, I'm the only one who started a food show as a singer.I never watch my own show. When Su Ying changed the channel, she still smiled at me childishly, but I ignored her.

She eventually tuned back to SV. SV station is now the overlord of the entertainment industry, the studios are all fancy, and they change every year, and recently they started doing reality shows again, a lot of stars are running around under the poisonous sun, followed by a bunch of idiot fans and onlookers People, I feel embarrassed when I look at it.

"There are a lot of reality shows recently. One is popular and the other is popular. Is there a program team looking for you?"

"No."

In fact, there are, but I am too lazy to act in front of the script, not to mention that I can't assign good roles. I either pretend to be stupid, pretend to be cute, or set off others. I am a person with limited self-control, lazy and aggressive, and I have zero acting talent. It's hilarious.

"I heard that SV Channel is preparing a large-scale reality show, inviting many celebrities, and Lu Yan is also in it..." She was emotional for a while, and finally got to the point: "By the way, you and Lu Yan sent me back last night of?"

"Yes, he carried you upstairs and almost crushed you to death."

"Fuck you!" Su Ying threw a edamame at me, and became a nympho again. She raised her hands to her chest and clenched her fists. A voice made by a machine: "Ah, if only I was awake at that time..."

"What can you do when you are awake? Touch his chest with a salty pig's hand?"

"Eat some tofu, Lu Yan has abs, you know? Why did I get so drunk! Oh my god, I've seen the pool photos he took for magazines, those shoulders, those chests ..."

Speaking of pools, I was reminded of someone in better shape.

"Charlie is in better shape than him, you can observe it if you have a chance."

"Charlie? Is that Charlie from MAX? It doesn't look like..." Su Ying was puzzled for a while, and she didn't know what to think of, and asked meanly: "By the way, Lin Sui, I want to ask you something."

"what's up?"

"Have you slept with Lu Yan?"

"No." I glanced at her: "What are you doing with a basin?"

"I'm afraid you'll hit me." She put down the basin, and began to gossip again: "Actually, ever since you told me that Lu Yan and Ji Luo's family had an affair, no matter how I look at it, I feel that something is wrong. I always feel that their love is not enough. Last night They seemed to still be making eye contact..."

Is there any more love left?How cheap is Lu Yan?

I continued to watch TV, drank the soy milk, and got a piece of edamame from my clothes.

"Su Ying, why are you buying edamame?"

"Make bad marinade, what you made last time was so delicious. I have been hungry for three months. Look, I bought all the bad marinade, as well as chicken feet and fish pieces. You spoiled me a few catties. go back."

"Su Ying."

"Ok?"

"When did you lose weight successfully, remember to notify me to go out."

"What did I tell you to go out for?"

"The sun is coming out from the west, why don't I go out and have a look?"

Satisfied, Su Ying left with a big bag of bad stewed vegetables. Before leaving, she even took away all the ice cubes in my refrigerator, so as not to spoil the vegetables on the way. This woman is very good at eating, she gets fat and loses weight quickly, a natural foodie One, the only shortcoming is that her culture is a little bit higher. I nicknamed her the Envoy of the Pure Altar, but she recognized it.

Every time she came to my house, it was like being robbed, especially the refrigerator, where slightly unhealthy things would be swept away, stuffed with a bunch of fruits, yoghurts and vegetables, it just faded away like a bird.

The recording of next month's program has been finished, and there is no announcement to rush. I stayed at home and practiced guitar for a few days.Just when I wanted to express my feelings about the beauty of life in Fusheng, the phone call came.

It was nine o'clock in the morning, I was drinking coffee for breakfast, a few melodies came to mind but I couldn't play them, I was lying on the bed and fiddled with the strings aimlessly. Take out the porridge and heat it up, or you will have a stomachache later.

When I'm writing songs, other people's calls are generally not answered.

But Yeoning is different.

"Hey, it's me."

"Boss Lin, where did you get rich recently?"

The more worldly people are, the more they like to flaunt their magnanimity. The real young master like Ye Ning, who was raised in the heap of beauty, likes to imitate the tone of the market. He probably thinks these words are novel and amusing, but in fact it will only make him look like A treasure.

"If you have something to say, don't play tricks."

There was a rustling sound over there, I don't know if he was asleep or just woke up, and after a while, he told me in an angry voice: "Lin Sui, I'm about to starve to death..."

"Order takeaway."

"It's unpalatable."

"Go find your concubine."

"He went to Hong Kong for a meeting."

"Go and cry with your mother, and ask her to send you the cook at home."

"Don't, the old man is still angry with me, maybe he will poison the cook and kill me." He pretended to cry over there: "Besides, the cook is not as convenient as you..."

"Go away, sir."

I hung up the phone, and within three seconds, the phone rang again persistently.

I knew him. I was looking for someone to paint a mural, but I found this treasure. He just came out to answer the call. He was alone, and he had no concept of price. The asking price was sky-high. I went to his house to see what kind of painting it was.

He is really good at painting. The young master of the Ye family, under the tutelage of a national master, started painting at the age of three. After studying abroad, his journey went smoothly. He has won awards one after another over the years. It is only a matter of time before he becomes a generation of masters.There are people like this in this world. They lived an easy life all the way. The only setback was that they had a falling out with their family after coming out of the closet. They came out and sold their school paintings and bought a house to live in. They thought the takeaway was unpalatable. Please ask someone. The cook can't control his work and rest, and he can't be there 24 hours a day.So I often complained about my hunger, and went to the street sneakily to find something to eat at three o'clock in the middle of the night.

The painting that covered the entire wall in my room was painted by him. At that time, he stayed at my house, eating and painting, and was lazy at work. He wanted to stay for a few more days, but I didn’t give him a chance. When it's over, send him back.

At that time, the price of a painting of his size was only the price of a small apartment within the Fourth Ring Road, but now it has skyrocketed.It is estimated that after he starves himself to death, he will have to go up.After all, I should ignore him, after all, I still have a few paintings by him.

When you pick it up again, the other side is already as angry as a gossamer.

"Come and save me, I'm starving to death." He began to pretend to be pitiful.

I frowned.

"You still live in the old place?"

"Yes," he had premeditated: "There are pots and pans, and An'an brought back a lot of truffles last time, I didn't move..."

"Get out, I don't know how to make truffles." I opened the refrigerator and took out the porridge to heat up: "I'll be there in half an hour."

"Okay." He said happily.

"What to eat?"

"Mushroom hot pot, stuffed tofu, shredded eel in oil, the sauerkraut fish that I ate last time, lamb..."

"Now you can't buy good mutton at this point."

"It's okay, I'll ask my cook to bring it over."

I really want to strangle him.

"Go to your kitchen and see if the sauerkraut I pickled last time is still there. A brown jar..."

"Don't worry about it," he told me proudly, "I've already eaten it up. I'll eat the fish jelly the next day, and I'll eat the duck leg too."

"Have you eaten the pickles too?"

"Eat it, eat it with bread."

"Mr. Ye Ning, is there anything in this world that you don't eat?"

"Look at what you said, isn't the jar still there?"

There is no vegetable market near Ye Ning’s house. I rushed to Sanyuanli to buy a bunch of vegetables and then drove to his house. He lives better than me in a duplex building. He lives alone on two floors, and he can go up to the top floor. He often sits Put an easel next to the building to paint the sunset, he likes plants, and a bunch of flowers are planted on the second floor terrace, I was once tricked by him to come to his house for an "outdoor barbecue", of course I grilled it, and he ate it, and he ate it very quickly Well, if he was a pig with this physique, he would have been killed long ago, because he can only eat but not grow meat.

I haven't seen him in a few months. He is still the same, but his hair is a little longer. He wears a white shirt with a few light yellow paints on the hem, black pants, and slippers. A good-looking person looks good even if he is a beggar. So he was confident and dressed like a beggar.

Ye Ning's appearance is very deceiving, a smart look, better looking than a woman, beautiful and slender eyebrows, red eyes, delicate nose, beautiful M-shaped lips, with lip beads, light red, suitable for being a prodigal young master , It's a pity that he was subdued early, and he was still the one who was suppressed.

He opened the door and saw me, showing aggrieved face: "Why did you take so long to arrive, I'm starving to death."

He is 23 years old, and he can even act like a baby. One can imagine what kind of good life he has had in his life.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"No." He followed me step by step, afraid that I would run away.

"I didn't eat it either. I made noodles with shredded eel. I ate it before cooking."

I don’t have enough time, the noodles are freshly bought handmade noodles, and the eel meat has been processed. I heat the oil in the pan, add shredded eel, and fry sugar. , When I first learned to cook, I always thought that the broth I made was not good enough, and I thought that what I spent more than ten hours cooking had to be extraordinary.Later I realized that broth is actually a word for xian, which is not as fresh as the current monosodium glutamate and chicken essence. Except for the emperor's tongue like Ye Ning, most people can't taste the difference at all. After I learned how to buckle three silks, I made it three times. good.The rest of the people probably felt "fade out like a bird".

When the noodles came out of the pan, I scalded two handfuls of lettuce to prevent us two carnivores from dying from lack of vitamins.

The living room of Ye Ning’s house is cleaner. I went to his studio to see it. There is a thick layer of paint on the level ground, which looks like an abstract painting. A layman like me knows that many paints are poisonous. His concubine Xia Huaian is S The big boss in the city, if he poisons him to death here, the stock market will be in turmoil.

After making the noodles, Ye Ning dragged two futons over, and we sat on the side of the walnut coffee table, eating the noodles on the rice paper he used to draw.

"Tell me, if you ate two bites less and saved a little pickle, how would you like to eat noodles now?" I couldn't help asking him.

Embarrassed, he pretended not to hear.

"Stop talking, eat noodles, eat noodles."