Cross the sea

"Not cute."

Li Chengyun opened the chair and sat down, picked up the chopsticks and ate the siu mai without green onions.

He Zhen let out a light "Oh" and didn't speak any more. He lowered his head and persistently attacked the siu mai under the chopsticks. He ate the siu mai in a strange way. , the minced meat inside was thrown aside.

This process took a lot of time. After Li Chengyun finished eating a box of siu mai, he looked up and saw that He Zhen was dissecting the third siu mai.

"You don't eat stuffing?"

People who are full are naturally in a happy mood, and Li Chengyun is also willing to take the initiative to start the topic.

He Zhen shook his head: "I like stuffing the most, but I'm used to saving my favorite things for last."

"It's easy to have accidents."

He Zhen raised his head when he heard this, with a puzzled expression on his face, Li Chengyun picked up the chopsticks, picked up the two minced meat from He Zhen's box, and put them into his mouth without a single pause.

This situation really looks like two stray dogs scrambling for food. He Zhen's expression was a little dull, but the next second he smiled, and the smile stayed on the corner of He Zhen's lips for too long. Li Chengyun looked at He Zhen Continue to put the minced meat aside, and take a small bite of the fried browned dough.

Stray dogs are easy to starve to death in such a way of wandering. Li Chengyun suddenly felt bored. He stuffed the chopsticks into the packing box and threw them directly into the trash can with the plastic bag.

After eating a box of siu mai, it was almost time for class. Li Chengyun took out his computer and sorted out the ppts to be used in get out of class. When he stood up again, he found Hezhen standing behind him.

"My mother needs to buy goods in the afternoon, and she can't finish it by herself."

The hair on Hezhen's forehead is soft and soft, and the wound hidden in the hair is completely invisible if you don't look carefully.

This matter has nothing to do with Li Chengyun. Li Chengyun opened the door and walked forward. He Zhen followed behind him. When he went downstairs, the sound of his left and right feet stepping on the stairs became heavier and lighter. It sounded that his right leg was injured more seriously.

Yesterday's rain was really heavy, and even the afternoon sun was more dazzling than usual. Li Chengyun walked halfway, and suddenly felt a lot of weight behind him. He turned his head and saw Hezhen's slender fingers holding his schoolbag strap .

"Can you come with me to help?"

Because of the glare of the sun, He Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly when he spoke.

"I do not want to go."

Li Chengyun said.

But Hezhen was holding onto his schoolbag and wouldn't let go. Before Li Chengyun decided to pull his hand away, Hezhen said, "But you seem to be very strong."

For some reason, Li Chengyun resisted seeing He Ping, probably because she always had a smell mixed with the fishy smell of seafood and fried goods, which made it possible for people to directly judge her daily action trajectory.

Zhen Wei is different, she burns the same brand of incense every day in her room, it is expensive, but it smells good but makes people feel uneasy.

"I have class in the afternoon."

"I know, but you are very smart, and you can understand it by yourself."

The street after rain was very clean. Li Chengyun looked down and realized that the bricks on this road were dark indigo.

He Zhen still followed behind silently, but after the goal was achieved, he no longer grabbed his schoolbag belt, and the not-so-long journey became much easier.

After walking a long distance, Li Chengyun noticed that the footsteps behind him had disappeared. He turned around, and Hezhen not far away stood beside a man selling balloons with his head up.

The times are advancing, and even the types of balloons are scary. The LED light tube keeps changing colors in the light pink balloons, and there are some strange shapes.

Li Chengyun withdrew his gaze, instead of looking at He Zhen who was negotiating with others in a low voice, he walked forward, and not long after, he heard the sound of footsteps approaching.

He Zhen walked beside him holding two colorful balloon strings, panting and said, "I only wanted to buy one, but I couldn't pick one out, so I just bought them all."

"You are quite rich."

The image of Li Xiangting and He Ping standing together flashed through his mind, and Li Chengyun's tone began to reveal maliciousness.

He Zhen didn't seem to have heard it, he quickened his pace and stood in front of Li Chengyun, showing the results of his shopping just now.

It's not a balloon flying in the sky, the balloon thread goes around Hezhen's fingers and goes down, it's two puppies.

It looks funny, with a big brown nose that looks like it has been stung by a bee, and its ears are asymmetrical. The four round short legs are dragged around on the ground with heavy objects.

"Which one looks better?"

He Zhen stopped in front of him, and looked at him with innocent and innocent eyes.

Li Chengyun didn't speak, he walked over, looked down at the two rough balloon dogs, then raised his hand, and took a thread from He Zhen's hand, it was the white one.

"You like this too, I—" The balloon in Li Chengyun's hand disappeared along with the second half of Hezhen's sentence, and the white balloon dog was blown by the wind, and flew in the opposite direction.

"I do not like this."

Li Chengyun said to He Zhen with a smile.

There was no disappointment in Hezhen's eyes, he looked down at the remaining yellow puppy, smiled and nodded: "The yellow one is indeed more attractive."

By the time she reached the entrance of the supermarket, He Ping had already started to move the goods. She was still wearing the sleeves and apron she had seen last time, and her hair was tied back in a mess.

He Zhen trotted forward a few steps and took the box from He Ping's hand. He Ping laughed when he saw He Zhen, but frowned the next second: "Why is your face so ugly?"

"Probably hungry."

He Zhen lied easily, and he clearly still had five and a half siu mai in his stomach.

He Ping wanted to say something, but when she saw Li Chengyun standing behind, she raised her chin and greeted him, "The classmate is here."

"Hello Auntie."

Li Chengyun walked over, looked at the box that the mother and son were carrying together, smiled and said: "He really thinks I am strong, so let me help."

"What can I do for you? There's no need to find someone for such a small job."

He Ping freed a hand to push Li Chengyun's shoulder, and then said: "Go and sit in the room, the air conditioner is turned on in the room to cool down."

Li Chengyun responded very politely, then opened the door and walked in.

He Zhen tied the balloon puppy to the doorknob, and it floated outside, swaying with the wind, as if trying to break free.

He Zhen and He Ping spent a lot of time on more than a dozen boxes of drinks and barreled noodles. The two of them took turns going in and out, and the cold air accumulated in the room was quickly occupied by the hot and humid temperature.

He Ping was probably afraid that Li Chengyun would be uncomfortable staying by herself, so she put down the box in her hand, quickly opened the plastic film, took a bottle of sports drink from it, turned on the small TV on the cash register, and handed the remote control to Li Chengyun.

"Watch TV and have a drink first, and Auntie will serve you wontons after she's busy here."

There was a layer of floating dust on He Ping's hand. Li Chengyun looked at it for a few seconds, reached out to take it and put it aside, and said thank you with a smile.

After moving the last box of goods, He Ping got into the small kitchen in the back room without touching the floor, He Zhen came out after washing her hands, and sat on the stool inside the cash register.

"My mother will ask you to take a carton of milk away."

He Zhen took out a piece of paper to wipe his hands, the water quickly turned the paper towel into a crumpled ball, "You should come down and give it to me when you go back."

He Ping quickly came out from the back room, holding two small white bowls in her hands, filled with a few average-looking wontons, and sprinkled a large handful of coriander on top.

"There are only a few left. There are still people awake in the kitchen, but I guess we have to wait a while."

He Ping looked a little sorry, she pushed the extra bowl to Li Chengyun, and the two chopsticks on the bowl were of different colors.

Li Chengyun held the chopsticks, looked up at He Ping, and said sincerely: "Auntie is such a good cook, uncle is really enjoying himself."

The smile on He Ping's face became stiff, she took off her apron, and said somewhat unnaturally: "It's not very good, so it can be eaten."

"Don't you like it, uncle?"

Li Chengyun pressed on step by step.

"I don't know either."

He Ping lowered her head, two strands of long hair fell to the side of her face, and said softly: "He is walking too fast."

He Zhen who was sitting opposite took a sip from the bowl, then frowned slightly, turned to He Ping and said, "It's too bland, Mom."

"Ah? Probably not, then I'll go get some more salt."

He Ping is probably born with a busy life, and she can walk back and forth many times in such a narrow space.

Li Chengyun pushed aside the coriander with chopsticks, put a wonton into his mouth, the first feeling was hot, then salty, and finally the overwhelming onion flavor rushed into the taste, Li Chengyun swallowed it without chewing.

There were only three wontons in Hezhen's bowl, and he ate each one with great relish.

Li Chengyun put down his chopsticks, walked to the door, and untied the balloon string tied to the handle.

"Do you want to go for a walk with the dog?"

Li Chengyun looked at He Zhen and asked.

He Zhen and Li Chengyun walked forward along the shade of the tree, and the yellow puppy walked between them, with crooked steps, more like surfing than walking.

"Is it hard to eat?"

He Zhen asked him.

"Yes."

Li Chengyun didn't shy away, "I almost vomited it out."

He Zhen laughed silently, they stopped at the intersection, and the red light on the other side of the road was counting seconds.

"Because she lost her sense of taste ten years ago."

He Zhen took the balloon string that Li Chengyun was pinching, "Thank you for not spitting it out just now."

"That's what my mother taught me."

He Zhen took the balloon puppy by the hand, stopped for a while, and whispered, "Thank you mom, too."