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Yao An was woken up the next day by a chicken. I don’t know who bought a hen a few days ago, and tied it to the vegetable garden. If it does not lay eggs, it must be like a rooster crowing. It starts at four or five o’clock in the morning. It’s a sad turn After a long time, Yao An almost howled at it.

What is there a saying called, he heard it in Beijing opera, yes, farm chicken woke up Nanke in his dream.

Yao An sat up halfway, struggling to get out of sleep, the light in the morning was like a layer of quiet skin, every time at this time he had a feeling of not knowing where he was, and he had to wait for a while to recover.

He rubbed his face a few times, and the cat next to him was still dozing off. After washing, he simply got up early and went downstairs in the community, ate a meal of handmade rice noodles sweating profusely, and went to a nearby aquatic product store to buy a sea bass. When the boss was removing the internal organs of the fish scales, a slithering lobster almost rolled on his instep, and he bought some carrots, beans and green vegetables along the way, and there was pork at home. The membership card he bought was spent on a few boxes of brand-name yogurt, and he bought a bundle of hangers. There was a strong wind before, and even his underwear was blown away.

It was about nine o'clock when he got home, Yao An put his things back one by one, took out a few pairs of slippers and placed them by the door, changed into raw clothes and began to salt the fish, cut ginger and garlic, poured cooking wine and put them in the steamer together with the fish.

Just as the fire started, the door rang, opened, and it was Cengfan No. [-], who smiled at him: "I'm not too early, am I?"

"It's too early to work." Yao An was still holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and he pretended to shake it.

"No problem." Yan Huai'en responded crisply, bent over to change his shoes, "What are you going to do?"

"Hey the cat, water the flowers and sit." Yao An went to the kitchen, "Choose whatever you want."

Yan Huai'en walked in, didn't see the cat, first smelled the fragrance, he followed into the kitchen, the smell became stronger, he said unexpectedly: "Is there any fish to eat?"

"Steamed sea bass." Yao An cut another pile of shredded radish and placed it with the red pepper.

Yan Huai'en couldn't hold back the fragrance, so he lifted the lid and took a look, he must have said, "The cooking skills are getting better and better."

"It can be eaten." Yao An put down the knife, twisted the water into the basin, grabbed a handful of lettuce and dipped it in, "Don't pester it, it's very narrow."

Yan Huai'en saw that he was comfortable and didn't need his help, so he dodged by himself.Strolling around in the living room, there is a treadmill in the small space, there are two pillows on the taupe fabric sofa, the coffee table is on the carpet, there are two jars of glass sugar, and there is a hand-held vacuum cleaner next to him. Plugged in and started sucking cat hair.

"Don't worry about that, it's really troublesome." Yao An's voice squeezed into the noisy machine, "I'll do it myself later."

"Idle is idle." Yan Huai'en shouted back.

After finishing speaking, he continued to vacuum noisily, and glanced at the cigarette case in the shelf when he was next to the coffee table.

After almost sucking, the cat was also woken up and got out of the cat hole.Yan Huai'en added some water for the cat to drink, approached the balcony, looked at the pleasing spring flowers, and was about to pick up the watering can when his hand rested on the window sill.

The dishes had been washed and put aside, Yao An was removing the fat from the ribs when he knew that there was a man standing by the door and said, "Turn on the TV and watch, I'll pour you a cup of tea later."

"Yao An." Yan Huai'en didn't move, "Why are you so addicted to smoking?"

The white and greasy fat couldn't be cut off with a single knife, and it clung to the side of the knife and refused to let go. Yao An took a moment to glance: "Where is it so fierce?"

Yan Huai'en held a paper cup in his hand, and took it from the corner of the outer window. The tea in it was already black because it was full of cigarette butts.

He looked serious and said to Yao An: "You can't smoke like this."

"Not much." Yao An didn't look up, "I've been saving for several days."

"The tree was broken in the storm the day before yesterday, but your paper cup on the balcony is still safe?" Yan Huai'en was not fooled by him.

The flesh was separated, Yao An finally took off the knife, and he groaned helplessly: "Just last night, I smoked a few more when I was free. I don't usually have this time."

"How many?" Yan Huai'en asked after silently counting, "There must be a pack."

"What nonsense." Yao An stepped forward, took the cup by holding the bottom, turned around and threw it all into the trash can, and threw in some rotten vegetable leaves and pepper stalks, and it disappeared after a while.

Yan Huai'en leaned against the door, remembering the first time he came to Yao An's rental house, the lighter fell in the crack of the sofa, Yao An also said casually at that time, and there was no serious ashtray at home, Yan Huai'en didn't take it seriously until Then the cat knocked over the trash can, and a dozen soot from the candy tins blackened the white tiles.

"Are you still not in touch?" Yan Huai'en didn't name her name, but she knew it all well.

Yao An shook his head, resting his hands on the chopping board, rubbing a crack back and forth,

Yan Huai'en sighed softly: "don't you try calling him, even sending him a message?"

"So what if I hit it." His fingers were embedded in the seam, and Yao An looked at it, as if it hurt but didn't feel anything.

"At least you won't be like now, so..." Yan Huai'en got stuck at this point, as if no description was right.

"As long as he lives well." Yao An rescued his poor words, rushed forward, and continued to take care of the next dish.

"Then what if..."

"Wynn." Yao An looked at him, with the same look and tone in the not too far distance, "Stop talking."

But Yan Huaien felt that this was a kind of pleading.

Zhan Xing and Wu Yongxi just arrived when it was almost dinner time. As soon as they entered the door, they yelled that it was too hot to turn on the air conditioner, and said that Zhou Huan might not be able to live well. He was holding his mobile phone and arguing with his long-distance girlfriend. The quarrel is probably over by now. .

"Why can't you come over after the quarrel?" Yan Huai'en added water to the cat bowl, and responded.

"It needs to be coaxed." Zhanxing rolled up the hem of his clothes and looked around for the remote control of the air conditioner.

"Here." With sharp eyes, Wu Yongxi pulled the remote control off the cat climbing frame and pressed it with a beep, only to find that the air conditioner cover hadn't been taken off yet, so he had to curse again.

"It's good for you." Yao An came out with a plate of fried pork belly with garlic sprouts, "If you don't have food, you can just lie down and enjoy the hospice service here?"

"Why are we so blind-eyed?" Zhanxing shook the folding table against the wall, and smelled the smell of meat on the plate, "We should have arrived half an hour ago, the road was blocked, a bunch of cars parked at some popular attraction Check in, let's take a look at each other, isn't it just a few broken containers."

"By the way, I brought wine." Wu Yongxi picked up the wine from the entrance and placed it at the corner of the dining table.

"I can check for drunk driving here." Yao An glanced, "White? He's middle-aged."

"Middle-aged fart, this is a gift from a customer." Zhan Xing rolled his eyes at him.

After Yan Huai'en finished adding water, he continued to do practical work. He went to the kitchen to bring out the dishes one after another, leaving a long space in the middle for the sea bass dish.

"Is there any fish? It's still perch!" Wu Yongxi's eyes lit up, and he also sat at the dining table waiting to be fed, "Why did you think of eating fish today?"

"What's so new about eating a fish." Yao An was frying the last vegetable in it, with mixed voices.

Wu Yongxi said: "It's new to you, don't you don't eat much, did I remember the recipe wrong?"

There was cooking and exhaust in the kitchen, Yao An pretended not to hear through the noise, but he thought in his heart, what is it that he doesn't like to eat.

After the dishes were ready, Zhou Huan hadn't heard anything yet, so the four of them started the meal first. The four dishes and one soup matched well, and the colors were all good. Zhan Xing first raised his glass and said, "Come on, the first cup, to the foreigner who has worked hard in other places." people."

Before waiting for others to toast, Wu Yongxi yelled: "What about the locals, I don't have my share of this glass of wine?"

"You can wait for the next glass." Yao An held up the glass, "Is there still no reason for him to toast?"

After finishing speaking, he took a sip by himself, very strong, without frowning.

"Why? It's so boring—" Zhan Xing turned to Yan Huai'en, "Then let's touch one."

Yan Huai'en just filled the bottom of a cup, and he was loyal when he touched it, but hesitated before drinking it: "If I drink it, no one will greet you later."

Zhan Xing let out a smoky breath of alcohol: "It's not a big problem, just sleep here and you'll be fine."

"Am I sure?" Yao An put down his glass and said to Yan Huai'en, "Don't drink if you are not healthy, just smell it."

"I'll drink it for you, I'll drink it for you!" Wu Yongxi had long been addicted, so he enthusiastically took Yan Huaien's cup, drank it in one gulp, his throat was hot, and he hurriedly picked up vegetables to suppress it.

I don't know when it became a custom. After Yao An graduated and rented this one-bedroom, one-living room, everyone would always come to get together when they were free. .As for why it was always Yao An's house, it was probably because he was able to maintain a relatively good hygiene when living alone, he had a little patience to cook, and he even raised a cat.

When Yao An picked up a piece of thorny fish, mixed it with sauce and rice, and poured it into the cat bowl, Zhou Huan finally came, while Zhan Xing and Wu Yongxi were on the other side sweeping the cat, calling out, "My wife didn't run away, did she?"

Zhou Huan poured himself a glass for nothing, exhausted his tongue to save a love that was not in harmony, and only after the big glass of water was swallowed did he say: "I'm sorry, I didn't do what you single dogs wanted."

"Why is it a dog." Wu Yongxi poked him with chopsticks, "I'm single and I'm happy. Besides, although I don't have a girlfriend, I have a house."

"Although I don't have a house—" Zhan Xing also sang, "But I'm selling the house."

Wu Yongxi has two apartments in his family, one is for rent and the other is for rent. From time to time, he has to take it out to shake himself up like peacock feathers. Zhanxing is the most deviant among their wave of gym trainees. When I entered the sales department, I would either step on the plate or introduce the sand table all day long.

Zhou Huan rolled his eyes, pulled a chair and sat down: "If you buy it, you still have to pay the mortgage. Let me tell you, renting a house is also very good, and it's not such a big burden—you say so, Yao An."

Yao An sat back on the sofa, put one hand behind his head, and said casually, "It's okay, I don't have any idea."

"I don't know what it is. If you don't invest, you can buy a house if you have a lot of money." Zhan Xing committed an occupational disease again, and he just mentioned it in passing.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the other side said, "Okay."

"??" Zhan Xing followed the prestige, licking the tip of his chopsticks, "Really?"

"Buy it, I'll give you a commission." Yao An said.

Now that the other three looked over, Zhou Huan and Wu Yongxi stopped grabbing food, and said curiously, "Didn't you say to buy a car first?"

"You want me to win the number too." Yao An mocked, "It's been three years, and the chance of being hit by a battery car is even greater than this."

Yan Huai'en didn't make much noise just now, he ate the rice grain by grain, and now he finally asked: "Are you planning to settle here?"

There was a black spot the size of a fingernail on the ceiling, Yao An stared at it, and his tone didn't fluctuate: "That's it."

"but……"

Yan Huaien didn't have time to speak, Zhan Xing had already shouted excitedly, he clapped his hands: "It's just right! Yingsun Nianguang will open next month, come when the time comes, I'll show you around, it's okay if you don't like it , just treat it as a snack, and we can save a childcare."

"How much is your babysitting a day? I'll come too." Zhou Huan asked, sipping his soup.

"The price is 90, you can come up to 30." Zhan Xing said.

Zhou Huan was dissatisfied: "Why?"

"You don't look like you can afford it, and you can still eat us more than 60 hahahaha——ouch!" Before Zhan Xing finished laughing, he scuffled with Zhou Huan, and Wu Yongxi took the opportunity to snatch the rest of the soup , the industrial chandelier on the dining table illuminates the mood of the room.

After drinking and eating, they all lay down, so did the cat, Zhan Xing and Wu Yongxi occupied the only bed, Zhou Huan lay on the sofa, snoring one after another, singing in harmony.

The sound of water in the kitchen stopped, Yao An shook off the water droplets on his hands, turned around, Yan Huai'en who had just been cleaning the stove was gone, the house was not big, he walked to the balcony in a few steps, and sure enough, he saw Yan Huai'en, standing in the washing machine He hesitated before.

"Can't use it?" Yao An closed the door behind him.

"Hey, no." Yan Huai'en just poured all the clothes in the laundry basket into it, forgetting that there were three people sleeping next door. He had seen the movement of this machine before, so he almost didn't think it was a balcony collapsed.

Yao An knew what was going on when he looked into the room, so he asked Yan Huai'en to step aside and said, "Don't worry, the earthquake won't wake them up."

He picked up a few pink balls from the hanging basket on the side, threw them into the machine, closed the board and pressed it to start.

Yan Huai'en asked curiously, "What is that?"

"Cleaning ball." Yao An leaned against the window side by side with him, listening to the sound of water flowing in the urn, "It's clean, the clothes are not easy to tangle, and it's okay to throw mineral water bottles."

"Not bad, little expert in life." Yan Huai'en was full of teaching, and joked, "You also have a girlish heart, you picked pink."

Yao An snorted, pushed the window and leaned on the bottom edge: "The merchant will deliver the goods at random."

After Yan Huai'en smiled, he turned his head to look at his side face. His skin color and lines hadn't changed much from before, but he was a little more masculine, and he was more and more thoughtful and steady in doing things. He couldn't make mistakes. It stands to reason that these are good .

"Would you like to smoke one?" Yan Huai'en thought of the paper cup he had placed in the corner of the window, probably out of habit.

Yao An looked down at the penned hen downstairs, which was pecking at the vegetable leaves, guessing that it was still a few days away from making soup, distractedly replied: "No smoking, I'm full."

Yan Huaien said, "I don't mind."

"It's useless if you don't mind." Yao An clenched his palm into a fist, and then spread it out flat, "There's no more smoke."

whispering sound.Yan Huai'en said in his heart, and said that he didn't smoke a whole pack.

The wet object slammed heavily against the wall of the machine. As Yao An said, the other three were still snoring, and it was tiring to turn over.

"Go and rest." Yao An looked at him, "My family has a foam cushion brought from the recovery room, it's okay to lie down, you just make do with it."

Yan Huai'en was actually a little tired, his eyes were tired, but he shook his head.

"Did you just say you were serious about buying a house?" he asked.

"Seriously." Yao An said.

"then you……"

Yao An conjured up two hard candies and handed them to Yan Huai'en.

"..." Yan Huai'en shook his head slightly, picked up a watermelon-flavored one, and said in a less aggressive tone, "You have a childlike candy."

"One day I suddenly remembered that when I was young, I was still craving sweets." Yao An tore open the grape flavor and threw it into his mouth.

"Yes." Yan Huai'en rolled the candy with the tip of his tongue, "You used to give it to me on a bicycle. What kind of candy is that? It tastes quite novel."

The grape-flavored sugar was sweet and bitter, Yao An pressed it against his gums and said deeply, "I don't remember."

Yan Huai'en heard that his tone was wrong, turned his head, and heard him say again: "What did you want to ask just now?"

Looking at his face as usual, Yan Huai'en didn't think too much, and finally got to the point: "Don't you discuss with your family about buying a house, grandma and grandpa know about it?"

"I don't know." Yao An's tone was loose, "We'll talk about it when we go back."

"Yao An." Yan Huai'en straightened his back and said to him seriously, "I went to see them last week, and grandma said that you haven't been back for more than a year."

Yao An immediately said, "Is there any?"

"Don't you know better than me?" Yan Huai'en said again, "And why didn't you go back during the Chinese New Year? I went back. "

"Double overtime wages during Chinese New Year." Yao An twirled the plastic wrapping paper, "You are much more pleasing to go than me to go, and if I don't go, I won't annoy the second guy."

Yan Huai'en frowned, and chewed the sugar into pieces a few times: "Yao An, it's a joke, but there are some things you can't just rely on to make excuses. Grandpa and grandma really miss you, we as children and grandchildren don't say that we always do our filial piety before our knees, At least let them know your recent situation, and remember your appearance is also good, the old man's nostalgia for this is not too much."

The plastic paper was rubbed back and forth between his fingers, crackling, Yao An leaned his elbows against the window and said nothing.

Stop competing with yourself.Yan Huai'en didn't say this half of the sentence, but slowed down his voice: "It's a good thing for you to settle down. Take the time to tell your family—it's not just grandparents."

The sugar melts in his mouth, and the effect of dopamine will last for 30 minutes. This will be Yao An's happiest time of the day so far. Once the time expires, he will return to his eyes, back to his throat, this block, this building. Building this balcony.

Usually, he can't resist such a fall, so he can only go in a vicious circle, which is why people can't quit the next candy.

When he said "yes", his mouth full of bittersweet spat into the air.

The author says:

Your friend Yao Jianqi keeps disconnecting