The lonely foodie

The wind blew the screen window in the bedroom and fluttered. Dang Ming hurriedly got up and closed the window, complaining, "Why do you keep the window open in winter?"

"I'm afraid there will be a smell." Yi Zhongbin put on his clothes with his back facing Dang Ming. The cotton home pants were loosely hung on his waist, revealing his delicate lower back. A small tattoo was looming. .

Dang Ming suddenly felt a twitch in his heart. He once said that the smell after being in love/love is a little fishy, ​​and Yi Zhongbin remembered that when the two were together, he would be very careful to keep the window.

And that tattoo was done by Yi Zhongbin the day after they confirmed their relationship.

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to wash it off in the future?" Dang Ming asked when the tattoo was done.

Yi Zhongbin's peach-blossom eyes twitched, eyes that were breathtaking, but his smile was as innocent as a child's, "Why do you want to wash it off?"

They have been together for two years, Dangming is hiding, Yi Zhongbin is not ignorant, but he is always by his side, waiting, enduring, hoping that he can accept this forbidden love.

Dang Ming suddenly became violent, and Yi Zhongbin didn't ask why, just accompanied him, laughed with him, and had sex with his soul every day.

Thinking of this, Dang Ming felt sore, his eyes turned red, and thinking of Yu Guili again, he felt unspeakably guilty.

The identification of homosexuality is a painful and long process, and suffering may be a part that most people who are deeply involved in it must go through.

Yi Zhongbin didn't know Dang Mingruma's thoughts, he was thinking about another thing, Yifei bought a piece of land in the mountain depression on Phoenix Mountain...to grow grass and fruit?

Dang Ming put on his pajamas, leaned against the head of the bed and waved to Yi Zhongbin. Yi Zhongbin flew onto the bed and slipped into his arms.

"Recently, have you heard the saying that grass fruit can cure diseases?" Yi Zhongbin asked, and suddenly remembered the incident that mung beans were rumored to be able to cure diseases on the Internet, so the sky-high price of mung beans was fried. Yi Fei's operation, Could it be fried grass fruit?

Dang Ming was stunned for a moment, what's wrong with the two big men hugging the bed, talking about grass fruit?

"My boss bought a piece of land in the mountains. He said he wanted to grow grass and fruit, and asked me to take care of it. No matter how you think about it, it's a bit strange. I've never heard of a hot pot restaurant that is so aggressive and grows its own seasoning."

"Are you sure it's Caoguo?" Dang Ming's eyes moved, thinking of another thing similar to Caoguo.

"The boss said yes, and I see that the purchasing side also opened grass fruit seeds. There is another strange thing. The name of the boss' younger brother was used to buy the land. He and his brother were at odds with each other, why did they suddenly buy a piece of land to give away? give him."

Dang Ming understood [-]/[-] points in his heart. Not only would the fields not grow any good things, but if something happened, he would plant it on his own brother.

Dang Ming didn't think it was unusual after seeing too many intrigues in the mall, but it was Yi Zhongbin's stupid look that made him feel uneasy.

Being sold and worrying about whether you can pay on WeChat is the kind of idiot who said that there is no problem getting the name, but it is sick!

He Guang fell asleep in a daze on the sofa in the store last night, and only woke up after three sneezes.

She slept in the store all night, but Du Yang didn't come to her, not even a phone call, a man who was fed by dreams really doesn't need love.

He Guang stared blankly at the rows of candies in jars on the shelf behind the bar, strawberry, mango, banana... a total of 52 flavors.

A long time ago, Du Yang said that his teeth were bad when he was a child, and his family would not let him eat candy. He picked up candy wrappers thrown away by others on the side of the road and licked it. He Guang felt more sour than the lemon in his heart.

He Guang felt that as a pastry chef, he should be able to feed Du Yang some candy, but before He Guang fed him out of diabetes, he turned around and went to chase his dream.

Looking away from the sugar bowl, he fished out two coconuts under the operating table, went out in his arms and turned right to the second floor.

Ivan had just opened the store door, and was dozing off while standing at the door, blowing the cool breeze, when he saw He Guang walking over in a hurry, holding two bombs in his arms?I was so scared that I almost jumped down again.

He Guang threw the two coconuts on the table. He didn't sleep well last night, and he was a little weak when he spoke, "Are there any chickens in the store?"

Mo Bai was making tea, and he took a small teaspoon of Yunnan Dianhong and threw it into the earthenware pot. His amber eyes moved, "Coconut chicken?"

"Brother, can you do it?" He Guang regained his energy, "Du Yang loves coconut chicken hot pot."

Ivan sighed leisurely lying on the railing, and asked what love is in the world.

"I don't know how to do it." Mo Bai shook his head with a smile, and added a spoonful of mountain spring water to the earthenware pot. The fire slowly simmered, and the fragrance of tea gradually overflowed.

The strength He Guang had just lifted up collapsed again, "Then how do you know I'm going to make coconut chicken?"

"Guess." Mo Bai had a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Holding two coconuts and asking if there is any chicken, isn't it coconut chicken, is it beggar chicken?"

Ivan gave a thumbs up from a distance, my brother's logic is fine, and now he's really annoying.

He Guang was stunned for no reason, and the melancholy of being broken up was gone, and he went into the kitchen again with two big coconuts in his arms.

One old coconut and one green coconut, the old coconut has a stronger coconut aroma, while the green coconut has soft meat and the coconut juice is sweeter.

According to the strategy on the Dou Guo Food APP, scoop out the coconut meat and coconut milk, pour them into a cooking machine and whip them together.

The ink-white Dianhong was cooked and poured into a small teacup to dry.

I stood by the kitchen door and watched for a while, walked in with a smile, picked out a tender hen weighing two or three catties from the chickens delivered in the morning, cleaned it, and simmered it in a casserole.

After the coconut milk was whipped, He Guang remembered that he should prepare side dishes. He quickly took off his apron and handed it to Mo Bai, and said as he walked outside, "Brother, I have to go to the vegetable market."

Before Mo Bai could speak, He Guang bumped into Yu Guili, who was carrying a pile of ingredients.

"Ah." He Guang exclaimed, and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Yu Guili smiled, and raised the things in her hands to Mo Bai, "I bought everything you wanted."

Mo Bai leaned against the sink, pointed at He Guang, "She wants it."

He Guang took it over and saw that there were small abalone, bamboo prawns, taro, enoki mushroom, tofu, and chrysanthemum chrysanthemum...all of which are ingredients for the coconut chicken hot pot.

He Guang was busy in the kitchen until noon, but he didn't realize that there were no diners in the hot pot restaurant during lunch time, not only that, even Mo Bai and the others were gone.

Because He Guang's shop didn't accept customers, customers flocked to Lao Qi's shop. Lao Qi hurried in and out, didn't take a sip of water, and got angry when he saw the people behind the bar.

However, among those three people, one is the boss, the other is an investor, and the other...is nothing, but he dare not mess with it.

Ivan also felt that it was inappropriate for Mo Bai to leave the business behind and give up the store to He Guang and the others for a relationship. How could making money be important in a relationship?But he didn't dare to say it.

It doesn't matter to Yu Guili, as long as she doesn't use the three stores in her hand to date, she has no objection to sending Lao Qi's side together.

Du Yang pushed open the door of the hot pot restaurant, and saw He Guang sitting alone at the table with a steaming pot on it, and the room was filled with the sweet smell of coconut.

Pulling away the old elm chair and sitting down, He Guang got up and brought out the dipping sauce from the kitchen.

The sauce made with lime and ginger juice, knowing that Du Yang doesn't like spicy food, he just put some chopped millet spicy in his bowl.

The two finished the meal quietly, no one mentioned parting, and no one talked about the distance, as if this was just the most ordinary meal.

After dinner, He Guang sent Du Yang to the stairs.

Du Yang wanted to hug He Guang again.

He Guang stepped aside, and Du Yang's open arms paused in the air in embarrassment.

"Goodbye." He Guang put his hands in the pockets of the sweater, buried a small part of his chin in the neckline, his voice was muffled, and he laughed suddenly, "I can finally stop making such sweet things, those who like candy That person... is gone..."

Du Yang turned around and ran downstairs with big strides, tears were already falling.

On the day before Chinese New Year's Eve, the Persian cat Dakang stopped eating much, and Keppel was also a little restless, running in and out meowing.

At night, Yu Guili saw some sticky liquid on the floor of the living room, and when she looked carefully, it was flowing from her daughter-in-law's lower body, and her heart tightened suddenly, this should be the legendary amniotic fluid.

Yu Guili hurriedly went to the room to find a small quilt and came out, and used a cardboard box to build a delivery room for the kitten in a hidden corner. Ji Bao jumped in very nimbly and nestled in it without moving.

Yu Guili: "..."

At around 12:[-] in the middle of the night, Dakang suddenly yelled a few times, and the voice was very long. Yu Guili, who had already fallen asleep on the sofa, suddenly woke up.

Dakang yelled for a while, and a small mass of pink flesh fell out from the back of his buttocks. Yu Guili was startled, stood up and ran downstairs, knocking on Dakang's father's door, "Old Fang, old Fang, your daughter is about to give birth."

The old man Fang turned over and sat up in a jerk, thinking that I only had a son who died of illness when he was 5 years old, how could I have a daughter?

"Maomao, Persian cat, Dakang Dakang." Yu Guili called again.

Old man Fang understood, got out of bed, put on his cotton slippers, and mumbled to open the door.

After about half an hour, the ball of pink flesh that fell from Dakang's buttocks still didn't show any signs of coming out, but retracted a bit instead.

I searched online and found that this thing is likely to be a placenta, but it has never been born, Yu Guili is very nervous.

Old man Fang calmly took out his phone and checked the time, it was almost 2 o'clock in the morning.

And calmly dialed Liu Jiang's number.

Yu Guili was shocked. The director of the city's high-end sanatorium hospital and domestic cardiovascular and cerebrovascular experts called to guide them to deliver Dakang at 2 o'clock in the morning. The key is that he really knows how to deliver a cat.

Isn't he a cardio-cerebrovascular expert?

Liu Jiang: Who hasn't ordered hidden skills yet?

The sky above Minghu Lake turned fishy white, and Dakang successfully gave birth to four kittens. The kitten, which was bigger than a palm, sucked comfortably in the mother cat's arms.

Yu Guili and old man Fang squatted aside to watch, the aunt's smile on their faces never went down.

After Mo Bai got up, he squatted beside him and watched together, his amber eyes were shining.

Ivan also squatted over, and was so angry when he got up.

What kind of messed up lives are these people leading?

One murdered someone and fled, but... escaped a little too far, and escaped to another time and space.

One is the prodigal son who almost killed his father and was kicked out of the house by his brother himself.

A woman who was cheated into marriage and imprisoned.

A middle-aged old man who lost his son and experienced the pain of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man.

But they met in the vast crowd. At the beginning of the new year, they squatted unkempt in front of the cat's delivery room, smiling like four perverts.

Seeing such a smile, Dakang was shocked, and quietly protected the cub in his arms.