little husband

Song Shi is not a good person in the standard sense. He has a criminal record and has been in prison for five years. When he came out, the sharp-edged college student turned into a gentle and reserved ordinary youth.

After Song Shi came out, he first went back to his hometown to deal with the uncle who occupied the old house, and then took his sister back to the old city to open a small restaurant. The small restaurant opened in the back street, which is a special place.

When it comes to the old city, I think of its uniqueness. Just like its name, it has a rich historical heritage, and those well-preserved ancient buildings tell stories that have happened.The builders of the new old city did not demolish the original houses of the old old city, but built row after row of high-rise buildings on the periphery of the old old city, enclosing the old city in the new city, forming a sharp contrast between the old and the new. It also makes the old city unique.

Speaking of features, there is no place more special than Back Street.A willow flower river separates two worlds. On one side are tall buildings of reinforced concrete and busy traffic, and on the other side are back streets and alleys with white walls and black tiles, which are simple and long.The small restaurant opened by Song Shi is on the back street, and he is doing business in a large office building on the other side of the river.

White-collar workers are off on weekends, but the backstreet next to the commercial circle is still very lively, and many tourists come to see the uniqueness of the backstreet.Song Shi didn’t do weekend business, he couldn’t make enough money, so why bother with himself, open a store every day, 360 days a day, Song Shi couldn’t do it.

The name of Hao Deli restaurant is vulgar. In Song Xiaomei’s words, it is unbearably vulgar. You can find a copy of Hao Deli on the street.But Song Shi insisted on using this name, but the vulgarity is clear. Everyone knows that this store sells food. Maybe the taste is as "delicious" as the name.

It has been almost half a year since Haomei opened at the beginning of the year. Under the hard work of Song Shi, it has surpassed the old stores on the street and has become a new benchmark in the backstreet. There is an endless stream of people looking for food on weekdays, and the takeaway is delivered to the office building. There is absolutely no exaggeration in every place ←←.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. At first, those who came to find fault would have kicked the door panel, clamoring for Song Shi to close the door and get out.But the gentle boss came over with a watermelon knife in the blink of an eye, and chopped it up without saying hello, scaring the baby to death. They are here to make trouble, not to let people make trouble for them.Not to mention the sudden transformation of the boss that scares people to death, let’s just talk about the chef who is in the back of the kitchen. The iron-like man has a dragon tattoo on his body, and his tangled muscles. The white chef’s uniform is about to be torn. Standing up, the fierce face can scare the crap out of the person who finds fault without too much expression.

With the two of them in charge, Hao Delicious became famous and its business improved, becoming a thriving "black shop" in the eyes of everyone in the back street.

Today is Sunday, Haomei will be closed as usual this weekend, the owner Song Shi is alone in the restaurant.

When Song Shi entered, he was 22 years old, arrogant but immature, with the publicity that all the proud sons of heaven should have.Because of an injury involving a relative, his life changed suddenly, and he was imprisoned. Five years later, the 27-year-old Song Shi was gentle and introverted, without any pride or publicity.Wearing a black racer-style vest, a pair of black sweatpants, barefoot on a pair of flip flops, squatting at the door and playing with a mobile phone, beside a briquette stove, sitting on the stove is a pot-bellied casserole, attractive The fragrance came faintly from the pores of the casserole, a tempting fragrance.

Song Shi sniffled, reckoning that it would be enough to simmer for another half an hour on low heat.

The girl Song Xiaomei suddenly called in the morning to say she couldn't come back, and went to play in the ancient town in the neighboring city with her classmates.Song Shi picked and picked from a pile of vegetables, and put the ones that could fit in the refrigerator. He couldn't eat that much by himself, so he could simply cook two dishes, one stewed fish head with vermicelli, one minced meat tofu soup, and a casserole What is now stewed here is the fat and tender fish head.

A few children were attracted by the scent, and looked at it furtively from a few steps away.

"Uncle, it smells so good." Finally, a bold child couldn't help but shouted out, with saliva in his mouth, and his voice was muffled.

Song Shi waited for a long time, and finally waited for a bold one, he laughed, "The stewed children's meat is of course delicious."

"Ah, so scary."

"He eats children."

"Dad is right, woo woo, I want to go home."

Immediately, the frying pan exploded, and four or five children screamed in fright, and their calves ran a long way away.Song Shi laughed out loud when he saw it, his stomach hurt from laughing, and tears came out, "Hey, why aren't you afraid, kid."

The first child who came out did not run away, held his neck stubbornly with tears in his eyes, and spoke loudly, as if to embolden himself. "You lied, it's against the law to eat a child."

"Hey, the little guy still knows what breaking the law is."

"Of course." The child straightened his back, his chest didn't stand up, but his plump belly trembled, and he patted his stomach proudly, "Dad's friend is the police, catch bad guys, dad said you are not a bad guy , Uncle won’t catch you, and if you’re not a bad person, you won’t eat children.”

The five-year-old chubby baby looked at Song Shi timidly from the corner of his eyes. He looked brave, but his small movements revealed his fear.But no matter how scared he was, he couldn't resist the temptation of the scent. Seeing his little nose constantly moving, his eyes were either aiming at Song Shi or the casserole, his face was full of good smell, good smell, really want to eat, really want to eat.

Song Shichang stretched out his arms and grabbed the child in front of him, "You don't believe me, do you? Let me show you what a child's meat is." Taking a piece of cloth, Song Shi grabbed the lid of the casserole and said pretending to be scary: "But Don't be afraid."

"Ah!" The little fat man covered his face with his white and tender hands, blinking his round eyes behind his fingers.

Song Shi opened the casserole, and the fish head inside was almost stewed. The thick reddish-brown soup covered the fat and tender fish head, and the fish meat soaked in the sauce swelled, revealing the freshest and tenderest fish meat.After uncovering the lid, the strong smell spread all over the place. It was so fragrant. You can see that the little fat man almost threw himself into the pot. If Song Shi didn’t stop him, the casserole would have been overturned. .

"It smells so good." The little chubby boy said vaguely, "Hmph, I knew you were lying, you're not a kid."

"It's a baby of a big fish, of course it's baby meat." Song Shi threw the noodle skin that was torn apart in the sink into the soup, and put the fresh noodle skin in the sun for a while to remove excess meat. With more moisture, the edges become harder, become more resilient, and taste better.

"Tch, you've been lying to kids." The little fat boy pouted.Putting two chubby hands in front of his stomach, he looked at Song Shi eagerly, "Is it delicious?"

"I won't give you the delicious food. Go home, or you will be spanked." Although Song Shi liked the little kid in front of him very much, Song Shi didn't dare to invite other children to eat casually.

The little chubby boy's face collapsed, and he muttered: "I hate it." He took a few steps unhappy, and suddenly turned around and shouted at Song Shi: "What others said is wrong, uncle is not a bad person, he will cook delicious food He's not a bad person." After finishing speaking, he jumped and ran away.

Houjie Road is narrow, and four-wheeled cars cannot enter it, but next to it is the Liuhua River, which is a tributary of the old city moat. The water surface is not wide but deep. Song Shi watched the chubby little figure go away before looking back. He actually likes children, but unfortunately, because Hao Deli is too showy, many parents don't like him, and even the children are affected.

"I like children very much."

Hearing the voice, Song Shi quickly turned around, "Why are you here?"

"Working overtime today." The visitor explained.

Song Shi nodded, "Come and sit down, I'll pour you a glass of water, what do you want to drink? I bought some Hangbaiju two days ago."

"You can figure it out." There was a slight smile on the visitor's face, his eyes followed Song Shi's movement, and there was also a smile in his dark pupils.

Yin Ming'an casually pulled up the stool and sat down, unbuttoned his neckline, and tore off his tie. When Song Shi came out, he saw him like this, a little laid-back in his noble elegance.It was only now that Song Shi realized that Yin Ming'an's complexion was not very good, and there was tiredness in his brows and eyes.

"Are you working hard? Dark circles are coming out!" Song Shi handed the water glass to Yin Ming'an. He didn't have high-end tea sets or beautiful tea cups here, only the simplest glass, with a few white chrysanthemums soaked in the water The petals are stretched, and a sweet fragrance floats out with the steam.

Yin Ming'an closed his eyes and inhaled the fragrance of tea, his tense nerves relaxed, "Recently something happened at home."

"Hmm." Since the other party didn't want to say more, Song Shi wouldn't beg for nothing, so as not to make Yin Ming'an hate him. "I didn't know you were coming at noon, so I made a stewed fish head noodle skin, a minced meat tofu soup, and I'll make two more dishes. It will be very fast. You can sit here for a while and go online when you are bored. The wireless is on."

"Don't worry, two dishes are enough."

"No trouble, you sit down, soon."

Song Shi hurried into the back kitchen, opened the refrigerator and dug out the vegetables, thinking about what Yin Mingan liked to eat and what he had here, if he had known, he would have bought more vegetables.

The two met three months ago, and that day was also a Saturday, and Yin Ming'an was also working overtime, so he went out to eat at noon and walked to the back street.At that time, Song Shi was stewing chicken, and the aroma of an authentic grass chicken brought from his hometown attracted Yin Ming'an.Song Shi was grateful for countless times that he killed the chicken and stewed it on a whim that day, otherwise he might not have met Yin Ming'an.

Nothing less than other things, Song Shi fell in love with Yin Ming'an, and he is still secretly in love with Yin Ming'an.Like is an inexplicable thing, maybe because of a person's appearance, maybe because of that person's character, or because of a sentence or a moment, when Song Shi realized it, it was too late, he fell, fell in the name of In Yin Ming'an's big pit, he still doesn't want to climb out, nor does he want to climb out.