On the Necessary and Sufficient Conditions for Harvesting a Male God

18. Distressed

Go to the kitchen and take out the cooked porridge to dry, then fry the shredded pork and put it in the house.

The porridge was already cold, Yang Lin went back to the house and woke up the children.Going back to sleep not only affects appetite, but also destroys work and rest.

The child became happy after being hugged by him and turned around a few times. Yang Lin fed him a few mouthfuls of warm water first, and then began to feed him a mouthful of porridge and shredded pork.

It's not real shredded pork with Beijing sauce. The meat is cut short and thin, between shredded and minced meat. The sauce is also less, but it is suitable for children's taste.

Sure enough, the little friend was very supportive, Yang Lin saw that he was eating fast and anxiously, and sighed.

After the child finished eating, Yang Lin put the leftover millet porridge and shredded pork into CDs. Until then, Wu Hui and Nie Chuan didn't believe it.Yang Lin took the child around the house a few times to digest food, and then went into the kitchen to prepare stew.

But the child was always sticking to him, the room was too small, Yang Lin was afraid that he would be oily, so he tied him to his back with a sheet.But this time the meat only needs to be cut into large slices, which is not so hard.

The bones were removed, and it was originally intended to be braised with the meat, but this time it was prepared to be stewed in water.The weather is too hot, and children can't eat too greasy, so it's more suitable to drink some soup.

The lean meat has been used up. Yang Lin cut the remaining pork belly with skin into three pieces and soaked them in salted green onion and ginger water together with the pork ribs just now. .

The bones were released separately to prepare the soup. Yang Lin scraped off the pork skin again with a knife, then cut out a little fat and put it in a pot with low heat to dry-stir.

Don't put any oil in the pot, wait for the fat meat to come out of the oil, remove the oil residue, put the sliced ​​meat and continue to stir slowly, so that the lean meat will not lose the residue and the fat meat will not be greasy.

Stir-fry until there is no water vapor in the oil at the bottom of the pot, then add onion, ginger, aniseed cinnamon and other seasonings, then pour in dark soy sauce for coloring, and light soy sauce for seasoning.Instead of adding water, pour a whole bottle of cooking wine, and finally put a few pieces of rock sugar.

After the fire is boiled, turn to low heat and simmer for an hour and a half. This is Yang Lin's specialty braised pork.It melts in the mouth, and can be mixed with garlic sprouts, leeks, eyebrow beans, and cauliflower.

The meat was still stewed, Yang Lin untied the child first, hugged him in his arms and rubbed it, the little friend hummed a few times and was coaxed by him, Yang Lin found that both of them were sweating again, so he carried the child into the bathroom .

First wash the clothes soaked in the basin with the child—put a little laundry detergent in it for the little one to step on—unexpectedly, this made the child very happy, screaming and jumping, he wanted to change the basin for washing Will not work.

Seeing him like this, Yang Lin didn't stop him anymore, he discussed with the child and changed the water, he squatted beside him and kept careful not to let the little friend fall down. . . . . .

Hope this play will cover your afternoon memory.

Seeing that the water was cold, Yang Lin coaxed the child out of the basin.He cleaned the clothes first, took a shower together, and finally put the child on the bed and lay on his side.

There are no toys or books in this room, but Yang Lin can't help it.He played with his little fingers and toes, told stories with the children, and the little friends were happy until bedtime.

Without milk before going to bed, Yang Lin lowered the volume when the child started rubbing his eyes, then hummed softly, stroked his arms and legs with his hands, and finally held him on his stomach and rubbed his small back.

The weather was hot, and after taking a bath for the second time, Yang Lin only wore a pair of big shorts with his shirt off, and now put the little meat balls on his heart.

Skin to skin, children are so clean, soft and dependent.

I am very sad.

The child fell asleep quickly, but Yang Lin didn't put him back on the bed until he moved uncomfortably.

The meat was stewed, and the room was full of fragrance, but he no longer had the energy to have a big meal in the afternoon.I took my mobile phone, it was almost nine o'clock, and there was still no letter.

Calling Nie Chuan was still unanswered, so he sent another text message.

A single tree becomes a forest: Brother Chuan, Xiao Fei is here tonight. The child is fine and has already fallen asleep. We will discuss the specific situation when we meet.

After thinking about it, I sent another sentence.

Dumu Chenglin: Brother Chuan, I'll go to bed first too. If you want to come back, call me early and open the door for you. Don't knock on the door to wake Xiaofei up.If it's late, I'll see you tomorrow morning.

It was almost eleven o'clock when Nie Chuan saw the letter. Tonight's opponent was very strong. He had a hard time winning and suffered some injuries.Liu Hong and a group of his friends had made an appointment to go to supper together after he finished processing, but when he saw the message, he suddenly became flustered.

After a brief explanation with Liu Hong, he prepared to take a taxi home. Liu Hong grabbed the car key, "Don't wait for the car, I'll take you there."

Nie Chuan shook his head, "Boss Bai and the others are waiting, you go with them, the taxi is easy to get right now, don't worry about me."

"What nonsense."

As soon as he got in the car, Liu Hong handed him an envelope, and Nie Chuan squeezed it, "So much?"

Liu Hongbai glanced at him, "These aren't the people you beat casually before, they've also won ranks, so it's hard to deal with."

Nie Chuan put the money in the bag, "I've packed it earlier, you have so much confidence in me?"

Liu Hong smiled, "I have more confidence in you than in myself."

Nie Chuan didn't speak, but his expression was very helpful.

When the car stopped at the traffic light, Liu Hongcai said again, "I still have a house in Linhu Garden, and there is an international kindergarten right in front of me. They say it's good. You should move there first. Why bother to stay in Ermao Factory? Just to buy it with your old lady. gas?"

Nie Chuan. . . . . .

Liu Hong didn't wait a long time for the next sentence, knowing that he didn't want to talk about it, but he still persuaded him, "Nie Chong is more than one year old, and he will go to school soon. What good school can be found in Ermao Factory? Are you not afraid of delaying the child?"

Nie Chuan said in a muffled voice, "My brother also grew up in Ermao Factory, so why not get admitted to X University as usual?"

Seeing that Liu Hong didn't speak, Nie Chuan sighed, "We'll talk about it when he's over two years old. If it doesn't work then, I really have to borrow your room. It's too young now, so I don't worry about sending him to kindergarten."

Liu Hong nodded, "Okay, as long as you know what's in your mind, don't compete with yourself anyway, you should be a good old man, why are you so twisted."

Nie Chuan. . . . . .

At the bottom of the building, Nie Chuan saw that the lights of both houses were dark, so he took out his mobile phone to call Yang Lin as he went upstairs.The phone rang twice and was hung up, but when he stopped, the door opened from the inside.

Yang Lin was wearing a white T-shirt and gray shorts, looking a bit sleepy, "Fast forward, mosquito."

Nie Chuan flashed into the room.

There was no light in the small living room, and he didn't see any slippers on the shoe rack. Seeing that Yang Lin had already entered the bedroom, he followed.

In the bedroom, only the lamp on the desk was on, but the light was dimmed.Seeing his little nephew sleeping soundly with his arms and legs bent like a little frog, Nie Chuan couldn't help asking softly, "Why are you sleeping here?"

Yang Lin turned his head and saw the bruises around his eyes and his bandaged wrists, and raised his voice, "Brother Chuan, what's wrong with you! Did you run into a gangster! You're injured!"

Seeing his little nephew moving, Nie Chuan quickly gestured for silence, and asked again, "Why is Xiao Fei here?"

Yang Lin didn't answer, just looked at him, even turned on the light and looked at him with anxious expression.

Nie Chuan was warmed by such concern, and his voice softened, "I played a game at night, and my wrist hurt a little, it has been dealt with, and it's fine."

Yang Lin looked at him suspiciously.

Nie Chuan explained in a good-tempered manner, "It's really all right, just a little flesh injury."

"Aren't you a fitness coach? Whoever is not as tall as you just did it?"

Nie Chuan laughed, "Our club has fighting competitions."

Yang Lin opened his mouth, this smile was too foul, he didn't speak.

Disturbed by the sound and light, the little child on the bed began to whimper.

Yang Lin grabbed the phone to check the time, gently picked up the child and walked to the bathroom, "Fei Bao, good boy, let's do something small before going to sleep, good boy."

Then Nie Chuan heard a long whistle.Not as short and loud as his own whistle, but long and melodious.

Then came the sound of water.

Nie Chuan wanted to laugh again. This unusual whistle was probably also Yang Lin's "Gold Medal Nanny" skill.

Yang Lin didn't go back to the bedroom right away, but walked around slowly with the baby in his arms before putting him back on the bed. Sure enough, the little nephew looked relaxed and slept soundly.

In these two or three minutes, Yang Lin had already sorted out his expressions.

Nie Chuan kept watching him busy, and waited for the child to sleep soundly before speaking again, "What's going on?"

Yang Lin softly talked about what happened in the afternoon, what he saw that day and the crying and cursing he usually heard.

Under the light, Nie Chuan's face became more and more serious, and the room fell into silence for a moment.

After a while, Nie Chuan spoke first, "Thank you."

Yang Lin shook his head, thought for a while and said, "Brother Chuan, if you can't do it, you can find someone to take Xiaofei with you. Aunt Wu doesn't like children."

Nie Chuan looked embarrassed, "I see."

Yang Lin looked down at the child, pretending not to notice, "Let the child sleep with me tonight, Brother Chuan, you are also injured, go to bed early."

Nie Chuan waited at the door before entering 401. He was afraid that he would be too angry, and he didn't want to argue in the middle of the night.However, after entering the house, I found that there was no one in the house, and the room was in a mess.

Kicking off the pairs of shoes piled up at the door, and putting away the sofa and toys on the floor, Nie Chuan went to the kitchen to find a glass of water, and then saw the messy cooking counter.

Yellow and green stains, dried dirty dishes, unwashed chopping boards and kitchen knives, a sink with vegetable roots and leaves, and a frying pan with half a pot of soup left.

This wok costs more than 400. He still remembers telling his mother twice: this wok has non-stick material and cannot boil water.Looking at the soup pot next to it, there was half a pot of green oily water in it, probably it was used to make vegetable puree for the little nephew and it was not washed.

Nie Chuan didn't clean up any more. He looked out of the dark window at the dilapidated old family home that hadn't changed for so many years.No matter what he did with the house, this terrible kitchen tonight reminded him that he was still here and nothing had changed.

No, there are still changes, brother is gone, he has Xiao Fei.

He shouldn't have expected anything from her. She is such a pushy person. He has known her for 21 years. What is there that he really doesn't know?You can no longer fool yourself.

Anger recedes like a tide, leaving only desolation.