Landlord, why is there no water?

"I see." The landlord interrupted me.

"Um……"

The landlord was silent for a while. "Yesterday, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you."

"It's okay. It's better for you to lose your temper with me than to ignore me."

"I don't want you to see this side of me."

I looked up and looked at the landlord.

"I don't want you to think I'm a moody person."

"Why, Sister Youqing has always been a very gentle person." I said, "I hope Sister Youqing lost my temper instead of gradually alienating me because she thinks there is something wrong with me."

"When you find a person has a problem, will you gradually alienate her?"

"Well...it depends on what the problem is." As I spoke, I felt that the kidnapping was on me again.

"Actually, I really care about your opinion, and I don't know why. It's probably because I haven't made friends with others for too long."

Dear friends... I swear, I didn't mean to be crooked at such a serious moment.But when I thought... the landlord "befriended" me... I couldn't hold back, and felt like I could eat another ten boxes of stinky tofu. "Um……"

"The box is about to be pierced by you, what are you thinking?"

"Ah... this stinky tofu is really delicious." I quickly stopped, and took another piece with a toothpick. "Sister Youqing, do you really not want to eat?"

"Then let me eat a piece." The landlord moved closer, looking at the landlord's lips, I swallowed.The landlord's lips are beautiful, the lipstick is a little light but very moisturizing.

Watching the landlord chewing slowly, I said softly, "If you really can't bear it, you can spit it out."

"Delicious." The landlord said, and raised his lips.

Covering my heart, laughing so foully, I feel that I will become that kind of nympho with a human background in seconds.

The landlord's appetite is very small, and he can't eat lunch after a little snack.After shopping until two or three in the afternoon, I went into the Hunan restaurant to order a few special dishes.

"Don't add spicy to these dishes." After the landlord finished ordering, I told the waiter which dishes not to add spicy.

"Slightly spicy. If you come to Hunan and don't eat spicy food, it feels like you're here for nothing."

"Okay then." I turned to the waiter again. "Is there perilla tea?"

"No." The waiter said: "There is frozen sour plum soup, which is specially prepared for customers who want spicy food but can't eat spicy food."

"Okay then, let's serve two bowls of sour plum soup."

When the sour plum soup came, I put two bowls in front of the landlord. "The speed of this store is quite fast. The last time I took my colleagues to a store, they were all in tears, and the anti-spicy drinks haven't been served yet."

"I eat your fried dishes, and I think it's okay."

"That's because the peppers in Shencheng are not spicy."

"Yeah, it's also possible. Shencheng is a Jiangnan cuisine and likes to put sugar."

Food came out quickly and efficiently.When I was in college, I attended a lecture given by a tutor who talked about market theory.Many things seem to have different efficiency, but they are actually the same.A busy restaurant and a relatively idle restaurant may be the same when you eat at the end.Although a busy restaurant has many customers, it must have more and more efficient manpower after a period of time, which is tested by the market.For a relatively idle restaurant, although there are few customers, it may be neglected and the waiters are relatively loose.

"Shun cuisine is indeed richer and richer in color." The landlord picked up the chopsticks. "Is this fish head with chopped pepper?"

"Yes." I nodded.

"Bighead carp?" The landlord picked up a piece of white and tender fish head, which was still smelling hot.

"Yeah fat head fish."

The landlord sucked the small piece from the chopsticks. "It's so delicate."

I also clipped a piece. "It's a good dish and the chopped peppers are well done."

"I want to try this chili."

"A little spicy."

"It's so delicious."

The meat of the fish head is covered with fiery chopped chili, which looks very appetizing.The landlord tried a little bit, and was immediately pissed off.She stuck out her tongue. "so spicy."

"Chopped chili is a characteristic food in Hunan, and it is eaten in many places."

The landlord took a sip of the sour plum soup. "It's really delicious and very appetizing. I heard that every household in Hunan makes this, does your aunt also make it?"

"It's not every family. Those who like spicy food will make a pot of this." I said, "When I was still studying, my mother often made it, and she also made a lot of pickled vegetables, cured fish and bacon, and asked me to take it to school. The school meals are not oily, so you can eat with these."

"That feels good."

"Yeah, at that time roommates would also bring along, we all eat each other."

"Hmm... When I was studying, I always ate in the cafeteria, and I felt so miserable." The landlord's lips were hot and red, and she looked aggrieved with her pursed mouth. "I also want to eat chopped chili, pickled vegetables and cured fish and bacon."

"Then when I get home, I'll pickle it?" I said casually, and I immediately realized, why do I call the rented house my home?

The landlord didn't seem to notice my "slip of the tongue", she was biting the jade-white chopsticks. "OK."

"When do you do it, remember to ask me for help, I still want to steal the teacher." The landlord added.

"You still need to eat less pickled things. Many reports say that eating too much is bad for your health."

"Well, I'm just doing it and giving it to my family."

As far as the landlord's cooking skills are concerned, I feel that I will be sorry for the landlord's family. "Then I'll do more and give it to my sister and your family."

"Well, my sister has given birth to her baby now. In a few days, I'll ask them to come over and taste your cooking skills, chef's cooking skills."

hiss……

"Don't you want to?" Seeing that I didn't answer, the landlord asked again.

"No... I just don't dare to show my ugliness." Before dating, I'm about to meet my parents, so shy...

"No, it's beautiful." The landlord smiled and shook my hand again. "Will you give me face?"

Two days ago, Xiao Jian's boyfriend asked me to save face. I was still a little bit repelled, thinking that the other party was too attentive.Now the landlord asks me, and I am willing to eight hundred in my heart. Sure enough, everything depends on the person. "Well...then I have to prepare well."

"It's okay, you can come here as you usually do. It's good enough."

"Yeah." Talking about making a few random dishes, I have already started to set up a full banquet in my heart.

After a meal, the landlord was so spicy that he even drank two bowls of sour plum soup.

When I was shopping in the afternoon, my mother called and said that she heard that the landlord wanted to eat spicy food, so she went to an aunt's house to get chopped peppers.Also asked when we would be home for dinner.

Hearing the hot pepper, the corners of the landlord's lips visibly trembled.

"Mom, you'd better not put the peppers in."

Telling Hunan people not to put chili is just to give you less.Go home and have a look. "Mom, why did you put chili on?"

"There are very few of them."

The landlord and I finished our lunch and didn't eat much for dinner.After dinner, my mother took the landlord to watch a TV series.My dad took a look at me and entered the study. I thought about it and entered the study slowly.I'm going back to Shencheng tomorrow, and I haven't even spoken a few words to my dad.

"Dad, I have a flight tomorrow morning."

"Yeah." My dad was wearing reading glasses, and he was reading a thick book. He was very close to the book, and it looked like he was touching the words.

"Dad, what are you looking at?"

"My colleague asked me to proofread the new book."

"Let me help you read." My parents both work in magazines. When I was young, my dad made me study a lot in order to nurture me.At that time, he was shaking the recliner, shaking the paper fan, and asked me to sit on the small bench and read.

"Well, you read it."

I picked up the book, it was in English, I read a few paragraphs, paused several times, and there was a lot of jargon in between.I was a little scared when I read it. My dad hated me when I read it like this, saying that I was ruining the demeanor of a writer.

Surprisingly, my dad didn't interrupt me.

"Don't let the child read it." After a while, my mother came in. "Let the child prepare, he will go to Shanghai tomorrow."

"Mmm, good." Father put on his glasses again. "I'll take you to the airport tomorrow."

"It's okay, you have to go to work tomorrow, I..."

"We can see you a few times, let your dad send you off." Mother said.

"OK, all right."

Just when I was about to leave the study room, I saw a familiar book on the desk, huh?Is it my book for learning Japanese?

When I came to the study to pick up things at night, I thought of the book I used to learn Japanese.The book is placed on the right side of the desk, and there are one or two books on Japanese introductory on the right side. The books are a bit old. Parents still learn Japanese at home?I opened the book on the table, it was indeed my book for learning Japanese, and...it was very hypocritical...the first page was the lyrics of "Who in the World よりきっと".

I went to the university to take the Japanese certificate test, and I was also in love with Qi Xiao at that time, so naturally some hypocritical words were indispensable.

I'm going... It's too hypocritical. For the thick-skinned now, the innocence at the beginning makes me even more ashamed.Oh my god, let my parents see it, no, I have to "destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces" quickly.

"what are you doing?"

"No……"

Before I could do anything, I was caught by my mother.She took the book in my hand. "Your dad found this. I only found out that he was translating this two years ago, silently."

"My dad translates this to do..."

"Do you think your parents are as heartless as you?"

When my mother said that, I didn't dare to say anything.

"I don't know what your father thinks. You are not at home. What is the meaning of his translation." The mother said: "Well, after thinking about it, he just wanted to understand you. You don't have many things at home. .”

"It's nothing, it's me..." Japanese learning book.

"I was the one who translated you." My mother turned to the first page, speaking in broken Japanese. "Who in the world よりきっと热い梦てたから, 目覚めてはじめて気づくつのる想いに... Was that your mood at that time?"

...is the lyrics.

"It's not easy to have a relationship like this. If we don't agree with you, who else will agree with you?"

"Mom..." Listening to my mother's words, I fell silent.

"We watched and thought about your mood at that time, which is a little precious to us." Mother smiled.

I look at my mother.

It seems that sometimes this is the case. The past you are eager to get rid of is a memory that many people love.