Pooh!you bad guy

Li Tang, who was not very proficient in cooking the wok, immediately stopped. He looked at Zhao Dingyong in disbelief, thinking, do you know what you are talking about?Are you talking angry?

"What?" Zhao Dingyong continued blankly, "You can't move here, can't I move there too? Are you so resistant to my life being close to you?"

The original warm and relaxed atmosphere in the kitchen disappeared. Lovers have always turned faces faster than books, and it could be due to various reasons, big or small.

"I didn't!" Li Tang quickly clarified.

Zhao Dingyong folded his arms and said with some injuries: "Then why don't you want me to move to your house? I just want to get to know you better and take care of you."

Li Tang frivolously rinsed the frying pan with a steel wool ball, making an extremely ear-piercing sound. It took him a long time before he said sullenly:

"You know where I live. It's just an ordinary apartment. Of course you can come if you want. I'm just worried that you won't be used to it."

In the final analysis, there is a big gap between the careers of the two of them. Li Tang, a young man, is always a bit weak—as both men, he still has no ability to let his lover live the good life he is used to. I hurt my self-esteem.Of course, this can't be said bluntly, everyone needs to save face.

Of course, Zhao Dingyong knew the other party's concerns in his heart, so he answered immediately:

"I'm sure I'm used to it, I'm just afraid you won't agree! Then it's settled. When you go back, remember to give me a copy of the house key."

Li Tang was actually very happy, because he never felt that Zhao Dingyong had deliberately caused him any troubles in terms of material, career, or family situation. Mutual respect is very important, and sometimes a little carelessness will make the other party care about it.

I don't think you respect me enough!Just this one sentence is enough to turn the world upside down between lovers.

"En." Li Tang vaguely agreed. In fact, he was thinking about moving, because the apartment he is currently renting is completely single-person, so he doesn't believe that Zhao Dingyong is used to living in it—although he Don't point it out, but I can't wrong him too much, it would appear that I don't value him at all.

Tsk tsk tsk~ People in love are like this. Those who are not willing to spend money and time for each other are not sincere.How else can it be said that love is great and blind?

Zhao Dingyong's wish came true, he smiled contentedly, started to take out a big bowl, and asked the chef humbly: "Scrambled eggs with leeks, how many eggs do you think is suitable for those leeks?"

"Hmm... three? Oh no, four, these are local eggs specially bought by Mammy, they are super small."

"Okay, then four." Zhao Dingyong obeyed, he felt that Li Tang could decide everything in the kitchen, he really didn't have much talent or interest.

At the door of the utility room next door outside the kitchen, Madam Li had been listening quietly for a long time. She was secretly observing the interaction between the couple inside, wondering how they got along in private.

After hearing a small dispute inside and regaining calm, the old man nodded in satisfaction, covered his eyes secretly, and went upstairs lightly.

Nanny Li took out the key, opened the old brass lock on the landing, pushed open the milky white door, and turned on the light behind her back: inside was a neatly arranged and patchwork workshop, with sewing machines, Seaming machines, irons, mannequins, cutting tables, large fashion albums, fashion magazines, and a drawing board. It's not completely done.

Time seemed to have stopped in the room, Madam Li opened the curtains, habitually picked up the rag and began to wipe it seriously.

"Ah Fang, Tangtang brought his boyfriend home for dinner today. His surname is Zhao and his name is Zhao Dingyong. It's a decision. The graceful and generous Yong, Mom helped you see it. He is very nice."

The old man carefully bypassed the boards laid on the cutting table, and continued to chatter: "Dingyong is a little older than Tangtang, but it doesn't matter, it's better than two people who are as old as two people, young and energetic, and quarrel every day. The one Tangtang was looking for before It’s not good enough, the fights have reached our door!”

Nanny Li went to the model again, and fixed a few beads that had slipped off. The model was wearing a slanted-shoulder tube top dress, with a very neat style and tailoring.

"Don't worry, Ah Fang, Tangtang is very promising now, and he will officially graduate from college in a month or so. He found the job by himself. A few years ago, I was always worried that he would not be able to find a job. I also thought about calling A Ping to help, but now I don’t need it..."

After going around to the bookshelf in the corner, the old man uncovered the cloth on a photo frame above, revealing a girl wearing a blue dress, a white knitted coat, long hair and a gentle smile. It can be seen that the The girl was at the age of youth and innocence when the photo was taken.

"Hey, you don't have to worry about me and Tangtang down here. Remember to tell your dad if you have something to do, or you can tell me in a dream. But mom doesn't want you to tell Tangtang in a dream. He is still a child, so it's easy. Shocked, Mom will be fine as soon as she is old. Tangtang has promised me that after he gets his graduation certificate and diploma, he will show it to you in the cemetery..."

This is the personal clothing design studio of Ruofang, the youngest daughter of the Li family. After she committed suicide, the old man locked the room and never let Li Tang in to see it. I still chose the job of a designer, maybe this is the induction between mother and child.

*****

"Are you sure you fried the minced garlic last?" Li Tang was already frantically frying the vegetables, and the wok was emitting white smoke, because Zhao Dingyong said that the mother said that the vegetables must be fried quickly.

"Yes! I just saw it this morning." Zhao Dingyong replied with great certainty, a handful of minced garlic was in the plate in his hand.

——Actually, in the morning, Nanny Li just added fried garlic and mixed it in because she forgot for a while.

"I need to pour some more of that." Zhao Dingyong remembered the steps clearly.

Li Tang watched helplessly that the vegetables had turned black, and he had to take the time to get the oyster sauce bottle, "This?"

"Yeah." Zhao Dingyong took it and unscrewed it, and poured a big bunch into the pot in a smart way.

"It doesn't matter, the fried garlic is too hot, so you don't have to fry it." Li Tang directly took the plate in Zhao Dingyong's hand, picked up the spatula and scraped all the raw garlic on it. Stir in one pass.

Zhao Dingyong was stunned for a moment, "But mammy, she blew it up first."

Li Tang said in embarrassment: "...it's okay, it's delicious even if it's not fried! Hurry up, give me the plate, it's going to burn!"

When the plate of green vegetables was finally fried, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"These are burnt, don't want them anymore." Li Tang picked up the chopsticks and pulled them a few times guiltily, picked out a few green vegetables that had turned black and threw them into the trash can.

Zhao Dingyong praised: "It smells very good." Appearance doesn't matter.

Steaming fish is relatively easy: wash it clean, apply some salt with a few knives, put some minced ginger and garlic, pour boiling oil and sprinkle chopped green onion after it is out of the pan.

When they finally put all the planned meal soup on the table, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening, and the kitchen was in disarray, with used bowls and plates everywhere, as if cooking meals for dozens of people generally.

"Where's Mammy? Where did she go?" Zhao Dingyong went into the room and took a look, then came out and asked wonderingly.

Li Tang had already helped to serve the soup, he untied his apron: "I'll go upstairs and have a look."

In fact, he must know in his heart where the old man is at this time, and he has been with him for so many years.

"Nurse." Li Tang knocked on the attic door, "Go downstairs for dinner."

Not long after, the old man opened the door a crack and came out, "So fast? Both of you are very diligent." While talking, he took out the key and locked the door, and finally tugged a few times uneasy.

"It's still fast, our hands and feet are too slow." Li Tang helped the old man down the stairs. Although he had always been curious about the mysterious attic, Mammy was so strict, and he didn't want to make her angry because of this.

The taste of the food and soup for dinner was average. Chef Li Tang was very embarrassed. Nanny Li smiled very satisfied and praised and praised. The helper Zhao Dingyong kept letting the old man eat soup and fish. As for the other dishes ?Let him and Li Tang eat it.

*****

"This is new, I haven't worn it; this is my bathrobe, you can make do with it." Li Tang explained to Zhao Dingyong one by one.

After dinner, drinking tea, and chatting, it's time to take a shower and get ready to rest.

"Do you want to be together?" Zhao Dingyong took the bathrobe and panties and jokingly invited.

Li Tang stared: "No, I like to wash alone."

"Oh, I think the two of you are more lively and can rub each other's backs." Zhao Dingyong blocked Li Tang at the door and teased him solemnly.

"Here~ It's very convenient to use this to rub your back!" Li Tang stuffed the new towel into his arms, and slipped away.

Really!Seeing Mammy's absence revealed her true colors.

While carefully turning on all the lights in the corridor, balcony, living room, and room on the second floor, Li Tang complained hotly.

Not long after, Zhao Dingyong came out of the wash, the bathrobe was too short, already above his knees, tied loosely, his hair was wet, and he walked into Li Tang's room.

"Here are the drying towels and the hair dryer. Hurry up and dry your hair." Li Tang was busy arranging the arrangements, for fear that he would neglect his lover somewhere.

He has such a personality, he treats everyone well with all his heart and soul.

"Well, go wash it up, let's go to bed early tonight." Zhao Dingyong urged Li Tang.

"……Oh."

Li Tang walked out of the room with his clothes in his arms and went to the bathroom, he wanted to ask: Are you going to share a bed with me tonight?