I Just Came to Borrow a Light

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room was a little frozen.

The peanut landed on the forehead of little friend Lin Yang. He looked up, apparently not expecting such a scene, but he did not give up the task of "catching the peanut". After the peanut landed on his forehead and bounced off, He slapped himself on the forehead with his hand.

Snapped.

The frozen atmosphere in the room was broken by Lin Yang's father at this moment.

"Hey, I knew it!" The brother-in-law burst into laughter beside him, pointing at his son Yitongle, "He will definitely not be able to handle it..."

"Why are you a father!" My mother was stunned by his smile at first, and then she gave him a glare after she regained her senses, "It's fun to make fun of your son like that?"

"I'm not the only one who laughs." Brother-in-law suppressed a smile, "Usually his mother likes to laugh at him... Son, doesn't she?"

"Well," Lin Yang nodded, bent down and found the peanut on the ground, "My mother always laughs at me."

"What kind of child do you two have?" Mom glared at her brother-in-law again, then turned her head to stare at Yuan Wu, "You two still need to make a drink like practicing kung fu?"

Lin Chengbu also wanted to laugh, but in order to prevent his mother from staring, he could only put his face between his mother and Yuan Wu with a smile: "Just try hand-eye coordination."

"He can't." The brother-in-law said again with a smile next to him.

"You can't do it!" Mom was unconvinced, reached out and picked up a peanut, put it down after thinking about it, and replaced it with a big green jujube, "Yang Yanglai, grandma threw it to you, you take it carefully. "

"Okay." Lin Yang replied loudly.

"...Hey." Lin Chengbu became anxious when he saw it. His mother's level of throwing things was unspeakable.

But before he could stop it, the mother had already thrown the big green jujube at her precious grandson.

It’s over.

Unexpectedly, it was thrown very accurately.

Da Qingzao flew towards Lin Yang, and judging from the trajectory, it probably landed on his chest, but if Lin Yang still took a step before taking it, then his forehead would probably have to be smashed again.

Just when Lin Chengbu wanted to get up to intercept it, Yuan Wu who was beside him suddenly leaned forward, stretched out his arm, and caught the big green date.

"It's about to hit the face," Yuan Wu said, "He can't handle it from this angle."

"Yang Yang, your grandma hit you with dates," the brother-in-law laughed again, "Yuan Wu reacted very quickly."

"Hey," Dad couldn't help laughing, "Forget it, Yang Yang doesn't have cells in this area."

"Have you taken the medicine for laughing!" My mother was a little embarrassed, so she continued to stare at her brother-in-law.

Lin Chengbu used to think that this brother-in-law was a bit childish, but today he was very grateful for his character and his laughs all focused on his own son.

"I can't handle it," Lin Yang didn't care about his grandma throwing dates at him and his father's continuous ridicule, looked at Yuan Wu, "Is it true that if I can't handle it, I can't learn bartending?"

Lin Chengbu was very worried about Yuan Wu's answer.

Yes.

Ok.

That's right.

Based on his understanding of Yuan Wu's straightforwardness, the probability of these answers each accounting for 30.00% three, and the remaining one percent he can't guess what it will be.

So he pinched Yuan Wu's leg with his hand.

Yuan Wu was probably taken aback, and reacted so quickly that he slapped him on the leg without even turning his head.

Lin Chengbu was stunned for two seconds before he yelled in a low voice: "Ah..."

"Yes." Yuan Wu nodded to Lin Yang.

This time, let alone my mother, even Lin Chengbu's face was twisted. I've seen someone with a low EQ, but I've never seen someone with such a low score!

"That's it." Lin Yang was not particularly disappointed, he just took the green jujube from Yuan Wu's hand and tossed it in his hand, "But I can still teach you English."

"You can catch this," Yuan Wu said, took back the green jujube and lifted it up, "Where do you think it will fall if it falls?"

Lin Yang looked up at his hands, stretched out both hands and gestured forward: "Here?"

Crooked.

Lin Chengbu had no doubts about the ability of this Lin Yang primary school tyrant in this area. The position of his hand was almost a palm away from the position of Zao.

"En." Yuan Wu moved the jujube on top of his hand, and then let go.

The jujube fell into Lin Yang's palm.

"Ah!" Lin Yang shouted happily, "I caught it!"

"Yeah." Yuan Wu nodded.

"Then I can learn bartending?" Lin Yang asked.

"Yes," Yuan Wu said, "but you have to wait until you turn 18."

"Why?" Lin Yang asked.

"You have to taste the wine, children can't drink." Yuan Wu said.

"Oh, it will take another ten years," Lin Yang sighed, "It's been so long, maybe I don't want to learn bartending by then."

"Then you should learn something else," Lin Chengbu said, "Anyway, you are a master, right?"

"That's right." Lin Yang happily gnawed on the dates while flipping through the set of English fairy tale books.

Lin Chengbu looked at Yuan Wu in disbelief, suddenly he couldn't judge whether this person had a high EQ or a low EQ.

Mom's mood was probably also ups and downs, and she didn't speak for a long time after watching Yuan Wu.

"Drink some fruit tea," Dad said, "this fruit tea has a little ginger in it, it tastes fragrant and warm."

Lin Chengbu took a cup of fruit tea and put it in front of Yuan Wu: "It's delicious, try it."

"Yeah." Yuan Wu picked up the cup and took a sip.

"When you mix wine, you put ginger in a lot of wine, right?" Brother-in-law looked at Yuan Wu and asked.

"Well, you can put a lot of them," Yuan Wu said, "There are ginger juice and ginger slices."

"Hey Dad," the brother-in-law asked Dad again, "You said that the one your friend bought you had a really weird taste, did you also put ginger in it?"

"Yes, not only the smell is weird, but the name is also weird, what is it called, let me think about it..." Dad frowned while holding the cup, "Three sets of cars?"

"Is there wine called Santaiche?" Lin Chengbu was stunned, and then turned to look at Yuan Wu. Although he was not interested in wine, after all, he had been a fan of Yuan Wu for a long time, so he really didn't listen Said to have this name.

"Moscow mule," Yuan Wu said, "the one with ginger beer."

"Yes, Mule, that's the name." Dad patted his thigh.

"That name sounds like a stable," said my mother.

"A mule is not a horse," Lin Chengbu laughed, "It really smells like a stable, so it should be the...horse neck."

Mom was stunned: "Ma Jingtao? Does he still make drinks?"

The brother-in-law was happy again: "The wine he mixed is probably called Roaring."

"You took the laughing medicine!" Mom gave him a glare.

"Horse neck means horse neck, horseneck." Yuan Wu smiled.

"This is quite delicious, a bit sweet." Lin Chengbu added.

"You know a lot." Mom squinted at him.

"It's quite a lot." Lin Chengbu took a sip of fruit tea, "How many years has it been..."

Yes, it’s been so many years. If I have time, I go to squat on the 18th and watch Yuan Wu mix wine. He knows many wine steps by heart. Which ones are Yuan Wu’s fixed movements and which ones are his impromptu. He could tell, not to mention the names of these wines.

But after he finished speaking, his parents and brother-in-law seemed to be at a loss for what to say, and the room suddenly became a little awkward.

"Horseneck! Horseneck!" Lin Yang suddenly shouted loudly from the side, "Did I read it right?"

"Yes." Lin Chengbu nodded quickly.

"How to write?" He took a notebook and a pen from his schoolbag with great interest, and ran to Lin Chengbu.

"I... won't." Lin Chengbu glanced at Yuan Wu.

"Ah? Uncle, haven't you ever gone to school?" Lin Yang was a little surprised.

"Yeah, I didn't go to school. In order for your mother to go to college, my uncle picked up junk and sold plastic bottles..." Lin Chengbu had a sad face, "It's so hard."

Lin Yang looked at him, and said after a while, "It's a lie, it's not like it at all."

"That's right, get away with zero points." The brother-in-law answered from the side.

"Don't speak foul words," Lin Yang said, then turned around and sat beside Yuan Wu, "Uncle Xiao Wu, can you write?"

"I'm afraid you won't understand what I wrote." Yuan Wu said, hesitantly took his pen, and wrote Horseneck on the notebook.

Lin Chengbu leaned over to take a look, and found that Yuan Wu's English letters were better than square characters.

Lin Yang took his notebook and went to the side to learn to write. Lin Chengbu was trying to find a topic that could not be turned around Yuan Wu, when his mother's cell phone rang.

"It should be when your sister is back," my mother picked up the phone, "Huh? Ah, it's all here, just waiting for you... No need to buy it, I bought it all..."

"My sister is back," Lin Chengbu whispered to Yuan Wu, "for a while..."

"You cook," my mother put down the phone, "Your sister is at the gate of the community."

"I..." Lin Chengbu hesitated. If he went into the kitchen to cook, only Yuan Wu would be left alone in the living room facing his parents, sisters and brothers-in-law. Do."

"Huh?" Mom was stunned.

Dad and brother-in-law were also stunned, looking at him together.

"Let Lin Huiyu do it." Lin Chengbu said.

"Your sister just got off the plane and has been tired for several days," said the brother-in-law.

"Then you do it." Lin Chengbu said.

"...All right," the brother-in-law nodded, "Shall I cook for you?"

"I don't want to eat." Lin Yang replied quickly from the side.

Lin Chengbu laughed: "Hey."

"Go," brother-in-law patted him on the shoulder, and said again, "I'll chat with Yuan Wu, it just so happens that I want to learn some pretense recently."

Lin Chengbu stood up, brother-in-law probably meant for him.

Don't worry about Yuan Wu's appearance being so obvious?

He walked into the kitchen, and his mother followed in: "All the dishes are here, and there are still in the refrigerator."

"Will you help me?" Lin Chengbu opened the refrigerator to see what materials were there.

"I'll tell you where the dishes are," my mother clicked twice, "I still have the chef's menu at home, and I'll help."

"Our kitchen can't hold two people." Lin Chengbu smiled, and took out a box of meat, "Is this meat for braised pork?"

"Well, let's make one. Didn't Yang Yang like the braised pork that you made last time?" Mom said, "When I came here today, I told my uncle to make braised pork. You can do anything else as you see fit."

"Okay," Lin Chengbu put the meat on the counter, looked back at his mother after thinking about it, and said in a low voice, "Hey, mom, what do you think?"

"How about something? I'm a little hungry." Mom said.

"...I said Yuan Wu." Lin Chengbu said.

"He," my mother folded her arms and leaned against the refrigerator, "I can't tell, there is nothing wrong with him...Is he quite... I think he speaks straight?"

"It's very straightforward," Lin Chengbu said, "If someone else spoke more straightforwardly."

"It's better to be straight, you don't have a heart," said my mother, "but don't be like your brother-in-law, who has no heart and no brain."

"Don't talk nonsense," Lin Chengbu laughed, "How could my brother-in-law become the manager of the marketing department if he really has no brains?"

"I'm wondering too," my mother frowned, "Their company is going bankrupt."

Just as Lin Chengbu was about to speak again, there was a knock at the door in the living room, and then Lin Yang shouted happily: "Mom—"

He threw the dishes in his hand and rushed back to the living room.

"This is my sister," he jumped to Yuan Wu's side, "Do you still have the memory?"

"No," Yuan Wu replied truthfully, then nodded at Lin Huiyu, "Hello."

"It's normal to have no impression," Lin Huiyu smiled, "I haven't spoken yet."

"Mom! Look." Lin Yang took a jujube and threw it up. The jujube fell to the ground, and he picked it up again.

"Looking at what?" Lin Huiyu asked.

"Watch me catch the jujube." Lin Yang threw the jujube up again and caught it this time. "Uncle Xiaowu said that he would teach me how to make drinks when I was 18 years old. I passed his test."

"So good?" Lin Huiyu patted his head, "Then you go to the side to practice."

After Lin Yang walked away, she looked at Yuan Wu: "What test? Isn't he the material?"

"It's not true," Yuan Wu said, "I'll forget about it in two days."

After several people sat down, Lin Chengbu looked at Yuan Wu while walking towards the kitchen.

Yuan Wu glanced at him, and suddenly hooked the corner of his mouth at him.

This was Yuan Wu's way of expressing to him that he was fine, but for Lin Chengbu, this expression was a bit sudden, and in front of the whole family, there was a sense of excitement like touching his legs under the table.

He immediately kissed Yuan Wu in response.

But this kiss was seen by Lin Huiyu, and he rolled his eyes with disgust: "Chef Lin, you are quite charming."

"Thank you for the compliment." Lin Chengbu pinched the orchid finger and kissed her, then turned and went into the kitchen.

Lin Huiyu has always been dissatisfied with Yuan Wu. She has no opinion on the bartender, but she has always been unacceptable to Yuan Wu's mental state.

But Lin Chengbu knew that even if she was dissatisfied, she would not show it in front of Yuan Wu.

While he was busy in the kitchen, he listened to the movement outside.

Yuan Wu still spoke very little, and basically kept quiet. He would only answer when his brother-in-law asked him something, and then Lin Huiyu was talking about a strange taxi driver he met on this business trip.

Little friend Lin Yang interrupted from time to time.

The atmosphere was not bad, Lin Chengbu heaved a sigh of relief.

With some peace of mind, he can bring out all his cooking skills and work hard in the kitchen.

After working for more than half an hour, the kitchen door was pushed open.

"It's still a while away," Lin Chengbu said while opening the lid of the pot to look at the dishes, "Is there any wine? No cooking wine, bring me some of my father's strong wine."

"I don't know where it is." Yuan Wu's voice came from behind.

Lin Chengbu threw the shovel and turned around. Seeing Yuan Wu standing behind him, he suddenly felt the ecstasy of reunion after a long absence: "Why did you come in?"

"Go to the toilet." Yuan Wu said.

"Turn around that door and go in." Lin Chengbu pointed out the way for him. The house at home is old-fashioned, and to go to the toilet, you have to go through the kitchen first.

"It's very fragrant." Yuan Wu said as he walked over there.

"Wait," Lin Chengbu leaned over to the kitchen door and looked out. Everyone was chatting, he stepped up to Yuan Wu's side in two steps, hugged him and kissed him twice, "Hey, I miss you."

"Take control," Yuan Wu pushed him, "Whether someone comes in, whether to accept the ticket or not, it's all your family."

"Damn," Lin Chengbu laughed, reached into his clothes and touched a few more, then stood up, and asked softly, "How is it? Do you feel okay?"

"Not too good, I'm really tired, I don't even know what to say," Yuan Wu said, "Let's go early after dinner."

"Okay," Lin Chengbu said, "hold on for a while."

"I don't think it's necessary to insist on such an exaggeration," Yuan Wu smiled, "I just find it hard to find something to say. It's okay for your brother-in-law to talk to me, but when your mother and sister talk to me, I find it difficult and I have to find something to say."

It is indeed very difficult for Yuan Wu to find something to say. He has always said nothing. .

"Then you can help me," Lin Chengbu said, "I just happen to be... oh, I'm going to be confused!"

He ran to the stove and turned down the fire: "You help me, today's dishes are complicated, and it's really troublesome for me to be alone."

"Okay." Yuan Wu responded.

Maybe it's been a long time since the whole family got here together. Mom and Dad are in a good mood, chatting in full swing, and it wasn't until the dishes were ready that Yuan Wu started to serve outside. Mom didn't realize that Yuan Wu hadn't been in the living room. inside.

"Why did you run in to help?" She was a little surprised, "I just said that I always felt that there was something wrong."

"The chef said he was too busy." Yuan Wu put the dishes on the table.

"I'll help!" Lin Yang immediately jumped off the sofa, trotted into the kitchen, and helped with the dishes.

"Sit down," Lin Huiyu smiled at Yuan Wu, "How can I be a guest today."

Yuan Wu was not polite, nodded and sat down.

The table of dishes made by Lin Chengbu is already enjoyable just by smelling them. Yuan Wu looked at the dishes on the table and felt that if he stayed with Lin Chengbu all the time, he would not have to worry about losing his appetite for the rest of his life. question.

"Come on, let's have a drink." Mom raised a glass of Coke.

Yuan Wu was stunned for a moment, then raised the wine glass in his hand with everyone, and then jingled it.

"Let's eat, no one is talking, right?" the brother-in-law said, "I don't think I can wait until the speech is over."

"Eat, eat, eat." Mom said.

Yuan Wu breathed a sigh of relief and took a piece of braised pork.

"During the Chinese New Year at my house, when all the people arrive, I have to ask my grandfather to give a speech," Lin Chengbu said to him with a smile beside him, "To sum up last year and look forward to next year."

"Huh?" Yuan Wu felt a little confused.

"It's only a few days before the New Year's Eve," Lin Huiyu said, "You should come to my house for the New Year's Eve. There are many people and it's lively. Let's take a look at what my grandpa said."

"I can memorize it, it's the same every year," my brother-in-law said with a smile, "even the particle words are the same."

Come to my house for Chinese New Year.

When Yuan Wu heard this sentence, his first reaction was not Lin Chengbu's attitude that his mother was basically okay, but... no.

I don't want to come to the New Year.

I am not used to gathering together so many people who are unfamiliar or even unfamiliar and cannot be treated as strangers.

Yuan Wu felt irritated when he thought of such a scene.

Lin Chengbu's family had already started discussing about the New Year. Yuan Wu didn't want to spoil Lin Chengbu's happiness at this time, but he was afraid that Lin Chengbu would agree.

"Little Bubu," he leaned closer to Lin Chengbu's ear, and said in a low voice, "Can I...can you come to your house for the New Year?"

Lin Chengbu looked at him in a daze, but quickly nodded and said softly, "Well, whatever you want, it's fine."

Yuan Wu relaxed for a while, and leaned back in the chair.

But what came up at the same time was a burst of distress. He felt sorry for Lin Chengbu.

Need to accommodate his strange temper again.

"But there are conditions." Lin Chengbu turned his head to look at him again, touched his leg under the table, and said softly, "You have to let me celebrate the New Year with you, I want to have the New Year's Eve dinner with you .”

"Huh?" Yuan Wu was taken aback.

"Hey, how about..." Lin Chengbu raised his eyebrows suddenly, "Shall we go on a trip? The trip ends... Chinese New Year."