Out of place

Cheng Boyan was sitting in the living room, and he didn't come in to watch while Xiang Xi was busy in the kitchen.

Although Cheng Boyan has always emphasized that he is not a clean freak except for washing his hands, but even in terms of hygiene habits, Xiang Xi feels that he can almost reach the top of Dugu Qiubai.

Now that Dugu seeks defeat in hygiene, master Cheng Boyan actually let Xiang Xi, the king of sloppyness in his eyes, cook in the kitchen alone without full supervision. Xiang Xi guessed that he was really tired.

The ribs were cut too big by the people in the supermarket. Xiang Xi thought about changing the knife. After searching for a long time on the knife holder, he saw a knife that he didn't usually use. He thought it was for cutting bones, so he took it Come over and slash down on the ribs on the chopping board.

"Hey! Bodhisattva!" Cheng Boyan finally said in the living room, "What are you doing? Isn't the ribs chopped?"

"It's too big, it's not easy to cook," Xiang Xi slammed the knife inside again, "I'll change the knife."

"...Oh," Cheng Boyan responded outside. After a moment of silence, he suddenly jumped up and ran into the kitchen, "What kind of knife are you using?"

"Bone-cutting knife," Xiang Xi shook the knife in his hand, "Usually you use the white handle, it's a knife, I don't think you need this one, it should be...a bone-cutting knife Is it... right?"

"I don't have a bone-cutting knife here." Cheng Boyan was speechless.

"No?" Xiang Xi was stunned, pointing to the knife holder, "Sliced ​​meat, chopped vegetables, the same one, isn't this one..."

While talking, he looked at the knife in his hand, and suddenly found that a small part of the knife had been curled. He suddenly felt his face turn red: "Hey? Then what is this one for?"

"This one is also a piece of meat. The handle looks dirty, so I don't use it much." Cheng Boyan also saw the blade, and sighed, "Leave it alone."

"Curved." Xiang Xi scratched his head in embarrassment.

"After grabbing the meat with his hand, he touched his head again!" Cheng Boyan slapped his hand.

"It's not intentional!" Xiang Xi shouted, "I'm sorry I broke your knife."

"Is it okay to rub lard on your head?" Cheng Boyan waved his hand, "Okay, let's leave it alone, and eat the big pieces, you need to make up anyway."

"Then do you think I should continue cooking or wash my hair first?" Xiang Xi put the knife away and looked at him.

"Go ahead, wash your hands... Forget it," Cheng Boyan walked to the sink, "Let me do it."

"I'll do it," Xiang Xi quickly stood in front of the chopping board and seized the site, "It's easy if you don't cut the bones, you can rest, your face is black."

"Don't put the oil and salt in the wrong place." Cheng Boyan glanced at him, turned and walked out of the kitchen, and added in the living room, "Wash your hands."

"Wash, wash!" Xiang Xi rinsed his hands in the sink.

Xiangxi cooked this meal much faster than Cheng Boyan, with pork rib porridge, spinach in oyster sauce, and two fried eggs.

When he brought out the dishes, Cheng Boyan raised his eyebrows: "Not bad, can you cook eggs?"

"Well, let's take this fried egg..." Xiang Xi stood by the table, "This egg, there is a way to eat it, that's right...don't bite it all at once, just hold it from top to bottom with chopsticks..."

Cheng Boyan stared at the fried egg for a while: "Is it burnt?"

Xiang Xi took the chair and sat down, tapped the side of the plate with chopsticks: "Actually..."

"Don't knock on the bowl." Cheng Boyan sat down.

"Oh," Xiang Xi retracted his chopsticks, "Actually, it's not too much paste, just like a map."

Cheng Boyan didn't speak, he picked up one of the eggs and turned it over, and then he was stunned: "Is there anything wrong here?"

"I'll eat this, you eat that," Xiang Xi hurriedly put the egg into his bowl, "That's a map."

"Don't eat it too, it's bad for your health if it becomes so mushy." Cheng Boyan stood up and picked up the plate.

"Hey don't," Xiang Xi stopped him, "Just don't eat the mushy part. I fried it for a long time, why don't you eat it. I'll taste it. I haven't fried eggs yet."

"It's the same everywhere..." Cheng Boyan stopped halfway through his speech, thought for a while, put the fried egg back on the table, and put the one on the plate into his own bowl, "Just this time."

"How to save face?" Xiang Xi sat down, a little surprised, "I thought it would take a fight to keep these two bastards."

"It's the first time I've made it, so I'll give it a try." Cheng Boyan smiled, and picked out a chopstick and ate it.

"How?" Xiang Xi stared at him nervously.

"Very good, unexpected." Cheng Boyan nodded, bowed his head and took another bite.

"Really?" Xiang Xi raised his eyebrows happily, and immediately took a bite, and stopped after chewing twice, looking at Cheng Boyan, "Doctor Cheng, you are really... giving face."

Cheng Boyan laughed: "Salty, let's sprinkle salt, isn't it spread evenly?"

Xiang Xi took another big piece and put it into his mouth, then sighed: "It must be spread evenly, you taste it, they are all the same salty...I eat it all salty, are you hungry?"

"It's okay, drink porridge if it's salty." Cheng Boyan said.

"Don't eat it, it's burnt and salty," Xiang Xi got up and took two bowls into the kitchen, and dumped the eggs into the trash, "You can try it later when I'm done practicing."

Xiang Xi originally thought that his meal was okay, but the egg was salty and it turned into a paste, the spinach was gritty, and the pork rib porridge was okay, but the water and rice were separated, and the ribs tasted like a river. .

After eating, he was too embarrassed to let Cheng Boyan wash the dishes: "Let me do the washing, it's really sad to eat like this."

"I'll do the washing," Cheng Boyan put the bowl into the pool, "I really can't trust you when washing the dishes."

"You can't believe it after cooking, right?" Xiang Xi stood aside.

"It's okay, my dishes are tangible and tasteless, but your dishes taste okay." Cheng Boyan said with a smile.

"I... go wash your hair," Xiang Xi sighed, "You are quite good at comforting people."

Xiang Xi didn't mention the interview the next day, and felt that he was not interested. In the end, Cheng Boyan asked him: "Are you going to the interview tomorrow after the injection?"

"Yeah." Xiang Xi nodded.

"Have you prepared the things to be prepared?" Cheng Boyan asked again.

"Prepare? Prepare for what?" Xiang Xi was stunned.

Cheng Boyan was also taken aback by his rhetorical question: "Don't you need to prepare?"

"It's just a job selling a restaurant and a toy. What else do you need to prepare? I went to ask and have a chat. If it's okay, I'll leave." Xiang Xi smiled, "Besides, I don't have anything to prepare. No, just an ID card is still fake.”

Cheng Boyan opened his mouth and said nothing.

Xiang Xi didn't sleep well, and spent the whole night wondering if he could find a job this time, and what to do after he found it, and fell asleep around dawn.

When he woke up, Cheng Boyan had already left the house. There were porridge and steamed buns on the table. Usually there was only porridge. Today, it was probably because he was going to have an interview, so he had an extra meal.

After washing, Xiang Xi picked up the steamed stuffed bun and took a bite, feeling quite warm. There were 200 yuan and a note on the table. There were three lines of words on the note, three in each line. He read it for a long time and only understood the last three One, the last three characters are written very neatly, one stroke at a time.

Take a taxi.

Comparing the appearance of these three words, he can almost guess that the above two lines are also to take a taxi, but the writing is a bit sloppy, Cheng Boyan is afraid that he will not understand...

Looking at these words, Xiang Xi laughed for a long time, and Cheng Boyan was really embarrassed.

Before he went to the hospital, he called Fang Yin. Fang Yin said that the photos taken during the injection yesterday turned out very well, and there is no need to take pictures of the injection today, so he will go to the interview with him in the afternoon.

He didn't leave immediately after the injection, and went to the orthopedic department. Cheng Boyan was sitting in the consulting room. An uncle probably had a backache. He put his arms on the table and leaned up to Cheng Boyan's face and said something in a loud voice. Cheng Boyan went to the medical records. It says, while nodding.

Xiang Xi didn't go there, stood outside and watched for a while, feeling that the uncle's saliva was about to spit out just because of his aura, and sure enough he didn't yell for long, Cheng Boyan put on the mask.

Xiang Xi laughed for a long time, and was still smiling when he walked out of the hospital.

But Cheng Boyan, who was wearing a white coat and a mask, looked quite handsome.

After Xiang Xi waited at the station for a while, Fang Yin's car stopped at the parking space on the side of the road, and he came down with the gun barrel.

"Quite fast, the car just passed by." Xiang Xi looked at him.

"I'm on the other side of the pedestrian street, and the other follower, let my assistant follow first, I have to come over to you," Fang Yin said with a smile, "Your side is more important."

"Oh." Xiang Xi replied, lowering his head and preparing to tear off the small gauze that was attached to the hanging needle.

"Slow down," Fang Yin quickly raised the camera in his hand and took two pictures of him, "Okay."

"Shoot this too?" Xiang Xi tore off the gauze, he looked at it, and pressed it for a long time, the eye of the needle could not be seen clearly.

"Well, I have to hurry to see the worker right after getting the injection," Fang Yin said, "It's very sad."

"What's so sad," Xiang Xi clicked his tongue, "You're not familiar with it."

Xiang Xi plans to go to the toy store first, which is farther than the restaurant, but he thinks doing sales is more interesting than doing odd jobs in the restaurant.

Although Cheng Boyan left him money, he decided to take the bus after studying the stop signs. The hospital is not easy to take a bus.

There were quite a lot of people in the car, Xiang Xi was standing near the rear door, and within two stops, he saw two people standing next to a girl, one on the left and the other on the right.

"Look at your wallet," Xiang Xi turned to Fang Yin and whispered, "There are thieves in the car."

"Huh?" Fang Yin was stunned for a moment, but he still pulled the bag towards him.

After getting out of the car, Fang Yin asked him: "Did you see the thief? How did you know it?"

"It's pretty obvious." Xiang Xi said, walking along the road, this area is full of old residential buildings, and it doesn't look like a factory selling toys.

"Why didn't you think of reminding others?" Fang Yin asked, "Did you know each other?"

"I told you, why didn't you remind others? Do you know him?" Xiang Xi turned to look at him impatiently, "I'm not that noble, isn't that why you shoot me because of this, I want to get started Do you prefer to go and steal it? Don’t talk to me, I’m looking for land.”

Fang Yin was quite cooperative, he stopped talking and followed him from a distance.

Finally, Xiang Xi found this toy factory on the first floor of a residential building. No, strictly speaking, it was probably a workshop?There is no sign hanging at the gate of the yard, but Xiang Xi is sure that it is here that he does not rely on the sign, but sees the toys piled up in the yard from the open gate.

"What's the matter?" A woman suddenly appeared behind the door, closed the door, and stared at him vigilantly.

"I... called yesterday, and you let me pass..." Xiang Xi immediately didn't want to go in when he saw the formation, like a thief, even more shameful than Uncle Ping.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the woman, who suddenly poked half of her face out and stared behind Xiang Xi: "Bring a reporter here? What are you doing!"

Xiang Xi froze for a moment, then turned around and saw Fang Yin who was holding a camera 30 meters behind him, before he could speak again, the woman slammed the courtyard door shut.

Then I heard some messy voices inside, the woman seemed to be talking to someone, and Xiang Xi vaguely heard the reporter's unannounced visits.

He didn't think much, turned around and started running. Before taking two steps, he heard someone open the courtyard door. He glanced back and saw a muscular or fat man wearing only a long-sleeved T-shirt. He rushed out with a shovel in his hand.

He didn't care about anything else, and suddenly ran like clockwork, not to mention hitting the back of the head with his heels, and the longer his legs, the eyebrows might be slapped.

Fang Yin didn't seem to have reacted yet. When he ran past, Fang Yin was still holding the camera and pressing the shutter all the way to him.

"Stupid!" Xiang Xi scolded, "Run away! People say that if you come to visit unannounced, your mother will beat you up!"

"What?" Fang Yin was startled, and ran after him with the camera in his arms.

The two of them ran until they stopped on the street, and Xiang Xi sat on the steps in front of a store by the roadside, panting for a long time: "Fuck! Don't do it, don't follow me, I don't want the money, hurry up!" Walk."

"Drink some water." Fang Yin went to buy a bottle of water and handed it to him, and sat next to him with his camera bag in his arms. "You're still running really fast."

"I didn't say that, big photographer, you're delaying my work too much." Xiang Xi frowned, took two sips of water, "You said that if I reacted slower just now, he would come out and shoot me What about your face?"

Fang Yin smiled and didn't speak for a long time. He looked down at the photos on the camera for a while, and then suddenly patted him on the shoulder: "In fact, these photos are very emotional... This is life, each is different, and each struggles."

"The unlucky boy who was struggling on the edge of darkness found a job and found an illegal den, but was sent to the hospital?" Xiang Xi glanced at him and sneered, "Aren't you excited, what a good material .”

"Xiao Zhan, do you know why I took pictures of these things?" Fang Yin lit a cigarette and drank it.

"Because someone wants to see it," Xiang Xi tugged at his socks, which he had run into his shoes, "Everyone wants to know what other people's lives are like. The more bizarre it is, the more I want to see it.”

Fang Yin was silent for a while, then puffed out a puff of smoke: "Xiao Zhan, it's a pity you didn't go to school."

"But so what after watching these things?" Xiang Xi tied his shoelaces, stood up and stretched his legs, "People who watched sighed for a while, there are still people who are so miserable, how should the actors live or how to live, yes Is it?"

"Don't you have any other ideas yourself? During the filming..." Fang Yin followed and stood up.

"No." Xiang Xi also patted him on the shoulder, "I'm only paying 50 yuan for that day, so you'd better finish it before I can't take it anymore."

The toy sale was over, so Xiang Xi got on the bus again and went to the restaurant. The restaurant was not a black den, it was just three streets away from the hospital, but it was just a small fast food restaurant, mainly serving casserole meals.

It was about the same size as the fast food restaurant at Dawali intersection where Uncle Ping always dragged him away to pay the bill. When Xiang Xi walked in, he had a familiar feeling.

The boss and the proprietress are two people who run the business. It turned out that one of the helpers quit, so it was very urgent to recruit new people.

Xiang Xi said that he has work experience, but he didn't say that he was in Fengbozhuang, he only said that it was also a fast food restaurant, otherwise he would not be able to answer the question of why the people who have finished working in Fengbozhuang are willing to work in this small shop.

"Is this person okay?" The boss is a kind-faced fat man. After chatting with him for a few words, he turned to ask the lady boss who was cooking, "It looks very clean and neat, better than the one that came before."

"Okay," the proprietress looked at the same type as the boss, one size smaller, three small pots were cooking in front of her at the same time, and looked at Xiang Xi while shaking the pots, "How old are you, my child? What? Take a look at your ID card."

"I'm 19." Xiang Xi said, took out Zhan Hongtu's ID card and handed it to the boss.

"Well, Hongtu," the boss glanced at him, "You can start today, we are short of manpower here, and we are too busy."

"Ah?" Xiang Xi was stunned, he felt that although he really wanted to find a job right away and start working first, but he was suddenly asked to start so quickly, he suddenly couldn't react.

Finally got a job!Very good!

I'm about to move out from Cheng Boyan's house soon... I really don't want to do it!

The two thoughts were tossing back and forth in his mind, and the Band-Aid almost fell off.

"What? No? The salary is 1200, including two meals, which is not bad." The boss said.

"No, no," Xiang Xi pressed the band-aid and explained, "I still have some things to deal with. I haven't found a place to live yet. I still... I have some things to do tomorrow morning."

"You can live in the store first, there is an attic behind us," the proprietress said after cooking a pot and bringing it to the guests, "You can come over tomorrow afternoon, but you can't do it after tomorrow, I can't wait, you can't wait." I see, I'm too busy."

When Xiang Xi came out of the store, he saw Fang Yin sitting by the flower bed across the road, holding up his camera to take pictures of him.

"How is it?" Fang Yin stood up and waited for him to cross the street, and asked.

"It starts tomorrow afternoon, I have to go back now," Xiang Xi took out his mobile phone to check the time, it was past four o'clock after all this tossing, he didn't even eat lunch, and he just smelled the boss's wife cooking in the store Wei'er's stomach growled, "You should rest too, you haven't eaten lunch yet."

"It starts tomorrow morning? Aren't you looking for a place to live?" Fang Yin asked.

"There is an attic in the hotel." Xiang Xi said, walking towards the bus stop.

"Just live in the attic?" Fang Yin followed him, "Is the condition not enough?"

"No money." Xiang Xi glanced at him and smiled, "You still want to film me looking for a house."

"It's okay, let's take a picture of your life here first," Fang Yin said, "If you think the condition of the loft is not good, I will pay you three months' rent, and you can rent a house."

"Okay, let's set up the third house." Xiang Xi snapped his fingers.

"You can rent whatever you want," Fang Yin smiled, "How about it?"

"Let's talk about it. I'll see the situation." Xiang Xi is actually not very willing to live in the attic of a fast food restaurant. to move.

But if Fang Yin is willing to pay him three months' rent, of course he is more willing to pretend to think about it before agreeing.

When Cheng Boyan came home, Xiang Xi was sitting on the sofa watching TV, when he saw him enter the door, he immediately stood up: "Don't change your shoes."

"Huh?" Cheng Boyan raised one leg and was about to take off his shoes, but he didn't move after hearing what he said.

"I'll treat you to a meal today." Xiang Xi ran into the study, changed his clothes, and ran out again, "Thank you."

"Why, the job is done?" Cheng Boyan looked at him.

"Well, it's a fast food restaurant that makes casserole rice." Xiang Xi nodded and walked outside the door, "I'll get the last injection tomorrow morning, and I won't have to go to the hospital to get some medicine. I've agreed with the boss to start tomorrow afternoon." .”

"Tomorrow?" Cheng Boyan was stunned while holding the door.

"Yeah, originally I wanted to say that it would take another two days, but the boss said that there is an urgent shortage of manpower." Xiang Xi scratched his head and whispered, "You don't know, it's really not easy for me to find a job in this situation. I just want to do it first and look at it later.”

"Could you stay with me after work at night?" Cheng Boyan closed the door, "You haven't rented a room yet."

"It's rented," Xiang Xi said. He didn't tell Cheng Boyan that he lives in the attic of the store. "Tomorrow I will...move out."

"...Oh, that's fine," Cheng Boyan walked to the elevator and stood there, "Then do your best and call me if you need anything."

"Well, sure, I know you as a good person," Xiang Xi said with a smile, the two stood silently for a while, Xiang Xi rubbed his nose and asked, "Are we going downstairs?"

"Yeah, didn't you say invite me to dinner?" Cheng Boyan said.

"Is the elevator controlled by mind now?" Xiang Xi asked, "It will go up by itself after a little effort."

Cheng Boyan reached out and pressed the elevator button: "Forgot."