Prosperous White Lotus Planting Manual

What Zhuo Wen said just now was sincere.

He lived as if he really had nothing else to do.

He didn't know how to describe his feeling, when he didn't find Xu Hanchang, he felt that life was like a cold sea, he was struggling to breathe in it, cold and tired.

No matter how tired and unwilling he is, he will hold on.

The only thing supporting him is to find Xu Hanchang, see if he is doing well, and apologize to him.

After finding Xu Hanchang, he seemed to be completely submerged, and he couldn't even breathe.

Zhuo Wen looked at the small bowl on the table, slowly stretched his hand behind his back, and untied the belt of his apron.

At this moment, there was another movement from Xu Hanchang's door.

Xu Hanchang changed into slippers, walked out of the room, and sat on the chair opposite Zhuo Wen.

"You took my grandfather for an examination yesterday, how much did you spend?" Xu Hanchang asked Zhuo Wen calmly with a wallet in his hand.

"..." Zhuo Wen was silent for a few seconds, then took out the phone from his pocket, "I'll do the math."

He raised his eyes to peek, and happened to meet Xu Hanchang.

Zhuo Wen blushed, he licked his dry lips, and said, "Brother Xu, drink some soup."

Xu Hanchang couldn't help looking at the casserole, it smelled quite delicious.

The last time I ate Zhuo Wen's cooking was two years ago.

Seeing Xu Hanchang's silence, Zhuo heard that his nose was ashamed, so he could only ask the secretary for the bill, and pretended to be serious about adding, subtracting, and subtracting.

"One thousand and four hundred yuan." He showed the page of the calculator in front of Xu Hanchang.

Xu Hanchang looked at him suspiciously: "Really, so few?"

Zhuo Wen showed Xu Hanchang one item at a time: "Really, Brother Xu, there are a few fasting blood tests that have not been drawn, and the total is 400 yuan. If you don't believe me, you can do the math yourself."

Xu Hanchang did some calculations and transferred the money to Zhuo Wen.

At this time Zhuo Wen had already taken off the apron, he hung it in the kitchen, walked to the dining table and said to Xu Hanchang: "Brother Xu, I'm sorry to disturb you, I'm leaving first."

"Huh?" Xu Hanchang tilted his head, caught off guard, "You don't live here?"

He thought that Zhuo Wen found his reclusive artist roommate who was a bit crazy in music, and paid him a high price to rent another room.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Wen shook his head: "You already have a roommate, and he opened the door for me yesterday... Besides, I'm afraid you don't want to live with me either."

Xu Hanchang didn't expect it at all, so he didn't speak for a while.

Zhuo Wen said dejectedly, "I'm sorry, Brother Xu, I won't bother you in the future."

"Then the wallpaper and the sofa?" Xu Hanchang was even more surprised. He looked at the interior decoration, and gradually he really noticed something different.

The decoration is not exquisite, but the style is very warm, like the kind of house that ordinary families live in.

If it's Zhuo Wen, I'm afraid the dining table and the like will have to be replaced with that kind of high-quality golden nanmu.

Just when he was about to shake, Xu Hanchang looked at the lamp, he was very impressed, this is the lamp in the dormitory.

During his hot-blooded youth, he was pressed on the bed by Zhuo Wen intimately countless times, rubbing his ears and temples together, doing all kinds of things that can be called a romantic couple in love.

At that time, he tensed his toes, his eyes were full of water vapor, pampering Zhuo Wen's hands to explore his body randomly, and the light or shadow of this chandelier was reflected in his pupils.

With a bang, the master bedroom door opened.

Xu Hanchang's artist roommate, with his chicken nest head on his head, squinted his eyes and looked at the situation in the living room as if he had just woken up: "Damn it, the landlord made people mess around, and Ding Ding Bong made such a vulgar thing, Dirty eyes."

After finishing speaking, he went to the bathroom to drain the water, then swaggered back to the bedroom and closed the door behind him.

Xu Hanchang looked at Zhuo Wen in embarrassment, it seemed that he really misunderstood Zhuo Wen.

He only saw the lamp image, so he preconceived that it was made by Zhuo Wen.In fact, it is not impossible for the landlord to redecorate the house when I go home for several days on vacation.

Zhuo Wen didn't casually intervene in his life as he imagined.

"Have you had breakfast?" Xu Hanchang asked Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen shook his head.

Xu Hanchang stood up, picked up the spoon, filled a bowl of chicken soup from the casserole, and put it in front of Zhuo Wen first.

He didn't look at Zhuo Wenliang's shining eyes, turned his head away to look around, and scooped a bowl for himself.

"I think it's okay. Isn't the decoration nice? It's much better than before." Xu Hanchang commented, "The artistic vision is very vicious."

Zhuo Wen hugged the bowl of soup like he was hugging a baby lump, and Shan looked at it sadly and joyfully, but didn't drink it.

Xu Hanchang made his scalp tingle with his appearance, and couldn't help asking: "What are you thinking?"

Zhuo Wen raised his head, his eyes were clear and innocent: "Your roommate didn't seem to wash his hands after going to the bathroom just now."

Xu Hanchang and him looked at each other for two seconds, and suddenly laughed out loud at the same time.

The morning sun shone in from the only sunny window of this two-bedroom apartment with extremely poor layout, and clung to the ankles of the two people.

It seemed that the previous quarrels had never existed, and a thought came to them at the same time.

If only this was when they first met.

The atmosphere and the soup in his hand cooled down, and swallowing it in the stomach was no longer able to warm the heart and stomach.

Zhuo Wen finished drinking the soup with great cherishment, and heard Xu Hanchang say to him: "Anyway, thank you for taking my grandpa for a physical examination. Usually, it would take a lot of effort for me to send him to the hospital."

Xu Hanchang's attitude was polite and calm, and he firmly controlled the boundary of "old classmate".

Zhuo Wen shook his head: "This is what I should do."

Xu Hanchang refused to comment on this, he picked the leftover chicken in the casserole, and suddenly put down the bowl: "By the way, let me get you some lotus root."

Xu Hanchang ran into the house, and came out with a big rustling plastic bag after a while.

Zhuo Wen stood up and looked inside curiously.

"My second grandfather dug this in his own pond, it's so fresh..." Xu Hanchang was excited, but suddenly he didn't know what he thought of before, and his movements slowed down.

He looked at Zhuo Wen, and tied the mouth of the plastic bag again: "Forget it, it's not worth anything."

Xu Hanchang put the red plastic bag back on the floor and sat down uncomfortably.

Zhuo Wen was in a hurry, why did he still regret it! ?

He walked over, knelt down and fiddled with the bag, the fresh lotus root joints were sticking out in the plastic bag, and there was still mud.

Zhuo Wen raised his face and said to Xu Hanchang: "Brother Xu, I want it."

Xu Hanchang felt that he couldn't get this thing out, so he forced a smile and said, "I'll thank you another day, let's forget about this."

Zhuo Wen refused, he squatted there motionless, and muttered in his mouth: "Now the lotus root in the vegetable market costs four yuan and three pounds, and it has been soaked in medicine. It is very white, and I dare not eat it... ...Brother Xu, you just look at it, give me some."

Xu Hanchang scratched his head: "That, that's fine. You can take it yourself, or you can take it all away."

Zhuo Wen said pleasantly: "Really, Brother Xu, can I take them all?"

Xu Hanchang was just being polite, he really didn't expect Zhuo Wen to accept everything.What Grandpa Xu said yesterday had a great influence on him. Back then, Zhuo Wen didn't owe him anything, and it was his duty not to pay him.

Once the expectations of the other party are lowered and the status is far away, there will be no disappointment in the remaining cold relationship.

And now Zhuo Wen took his grandfather to have a physical examination, and finished Xu Hanchang's biggest worry at the end of the year, so he should express his gratitude.

"Okay, I'll give it all to you." Xu Hanchang said happily, but he was actually nervous. He wanted to eat fried lotus root slices at night.

Zhuo Wen carried a red plastic bag, like a landowner who had successfully collected rent, and went downstairs happily humming.

When he reached the platform between the fourth and third floors, he turned his head and greeted Xu Hanchang: "Go back quickly..."

Xu Hanchang didn't know when the door was closed, and he was the only one left in the corridor.

He laughed dryly twice, then hummed the song just now, without realizing that he was out of tune.

Xiao Song waited downstairs early, and seeing Zhuo Wen came out with something in his hand, he opened the trunk.

"Hey, Boss." It was rare for him to meet Zhuo Wen who was so happy, so he couldn't help but flatter him, "What is this, did Teacher Xu give it to you?"

How could Zhuo Wen be willing to put things in the trunk, this was grown by Xu Hanchang's family and was given to him by Xu Hanchang.Regardless of the expensive and hard-to-care coat he was wearing, he got into the car with a big bag in his arms.

He found a red plastic bag very similar to his own in the back row.

Zhuo Wen was suspicious, but couldn't hold back to look.

After driving out for 3 minutes, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"What is this on the ground?"

Xiao Song didn't know why, and couldn't see it in the rearview mirror, so he said, "I don't know, boss, can you take a look? Don't tell me that Mr. Xu left his things in the car."

Zhuo Wen gently untied the plastic bag, his face became extremely ugly.

"Who gave you the lotus root?"

He didn't give up, thinking maybe Xiao Song went to the vegetable market to buy it while waiting for him just now.

"Lotus root?" Xiao Song turned on the turn signal and frowned, "Oh, did Teacher Xu give it to you? I told you not to, Teacher Xu has to be so polite."

Zhuo Wen laughed angrily, he continued to sneer all the way downstairs to the villa, and said to Xiao Song who was about to leave: "When I pass my driver's license test, you can go to the branch office to run team building."

Xiao Song didn't realize it for a long time, so he went to run the team building, and being the team leader in charge of the team was considered a good job, and it seemed that he was promoted.

But going to the branch office means that you will no longer be by your side all the time. Isn't this exile? !

Zhuo Wen couldn't control his detours, and even took the small bag of lotus root on the ground home to cook.

After Zhuo Wen left, Xu Hanchang gnawed all the chicken in the casserole.

Among other things, Zhuo Wen's cooking has improved a lot compared to before.

He stewed a chicken for himself, and he gave him dozens of catties of lotus root, which is also considered clean.

Having figured this out, Xu Hanchang didn't feel pain anymore, happily washed the pots and pans, went back to his room, took advantage of the cleaning before going to school, and turned out all the winter cotton-padded clothes and shoes.

After changing the sheets, he looked at the phone on the table.

There was a missed call, Xu Hanchang quickly called back.

"Hello, brother?" The voice from the microphone was lazy.

Xu Hanchang laughed and cursed: "You boy, you still dare to call me. Let me tell you, our big class is now called by student number, and I didn't rush back to school for you last time, and I was absent, do you know that! "

"Oh."

Xu Hanchang's eyes widened, huh? !

"My mother made jujube cakes and pork ribs. I'm going to live with you tonight. Clean them up and wait for me."

Xu Hanchang reluctantly agreed: "Okay..."

"Why, you're not welcome?"

Xu Hanchang was silent for a while, and listened quietly over the microphone without urging him.

"Chengyan, come here early at night, I have something to talk to you about."

Cheng Yan gave a soft "hmm" and hung up the phone.