eat, dance, love

Lao Zheng passed this level very well. When I went to mention it, he tilted his head and listened to me.Don't ask me why I left, don't look at me, just talk about the work arrangement in the store.I told him my plan, and he nodded.

"Okay, no problem. There are so many people in the store, and the ones you brought out are all capable, just adjust the arrangements." He looked very relieved.

After talking about work, I looked down at the ground, but he didn't leave either. Our father and I just sat in the courtyard silently.Suddenly Zheng Xingzheng's noisy voice came from outside, and we all looked towards the door.

I looked up at his hair, and inevitably saw signs of silver.He is only 45 years old, and he is still in his prime, but he has been overworked these years, and aging has come a bit early.

I opened my mouth and said, "Uncle, Xiao Xinghe is good..."

"It's okay, I'll be a senior next semester, and seniors can live on campus." He snatched the words, turned around, and sighed, "It's not difficult to take care of yourself now that you've grown up, but I'm afraid they won't let you go. They were young The one you brought up..."

Speaking of this, he was a little embarrassed: "You were only 14 years old at that time, and the two children asked you to worry about it every day. You never complained. After all these years, uncle has not had a chance to say thank you."

I wanted to say "thank you so much", but I didn't say it.

I don't need to get this thank you, but he needs to say this thank you.

"It's not that I won't come back. I will come back when I have time during the holidays." I tried to speak lightly, "Who doesn't have a child who goes out to work, I am the one in our family who goes out to see the world."

He listened, smiled, bowed his head and said yes softly.

After a while, the two children quarreled outside to no avail, and ran in to find the adults to reason with them as usual, so our topic stopped, and this conversation was over.Go down, arrange it as I want.

All four stores have mature business models, and everyone has their own work habits. Although I have the title of a small boss on my head, I usually manage east and west, but it is actually a brick. There are many and complicated things on the Internet.

After I finished talking with Lao Zheng, I gradually talked to other people in the store, and then I chose a date and a person to hold a meeting.

The last group of people who convened a meeting were all brought out by myself, including chefs and store managers. As usual, they first explained my departure time and arrangement suggestions.Everyone is a person who knows the basics, and this part is coordinated and understood within a quarter of an hour.

Then there was a lot of chatter asking me, why did I leave, where did I go, and whether I would come back... They were all concerned faces.In the end, I set a time to hold a farewell banquet for me, and they all dispersed.

Zheng Jiabao stayed, and kept stirring his two index fingers, sitting on the table farthest from me.In the gossip just now, he didn't have a single word in his place, which doesn't fit his status as my great apprentice.

I knew he wanted to ask something, so I didn't leave, waiting for him to speak.

"Master," he finally let go of two fingers, looked at me sharply with his eyes squeezed into slits, and asked with a suspicious expression on his face, "why are you going to Beijing?"

I raised my eyebrows: "What exactly do you want to ask?"

He sniffed: "Brother Xu, did Teacher Gu invite you to Beijing?"

"Why are you asking this?" I asked indifferently, without showing any emotion.

I have had no one around me for so many years, and I have a cold attitude towards these things when I am of marriageable age. There are many people gossiping about me, and there are various opinions... I know all of these.I don't care, and I don't want to explain, and I don't want people to know too private issues.

From this point of view, Haibao Town will not be able to accommodate me sooner or later—it turns out that if I want to live a quieter life, I still have to leave here after all.

This realization made it a little more natural for me to leave.

"Oh," Zheng Jiabao scratched his forehead, "Brother Xu, let me tell you straight, it's not me who wants to ask these questions, it's Miss Xiaomi, she has asked me several times in private."

I wasn't too surprised.The news that I'm leaving has been spread in the circle of friends. She hasn't come to me yet, so I guessed that she started with the people around me like she did when she was a child.

"Understood." I cleared up the pens and paper in front of me and said, "Just tell her, I know what she means, so you don't need to ask her any more. If she wants to ask me anything, just come to me by yourself."

Zheng Jiabao cried and put on a pitiful expression: "I didn't complete the task, she must be unhappy..."

I don't care.

Now that the departure was arranged, I began to prepare for the handover in an orderly manner.

First of all, we must familiarize the new people with all the messy tasks in hand.These have to be done outside the daily work that everyone currently has, so I will be extraordinarily busy in the following days, running inside and out.

Mi Jue still hasn't come to look for me, and when I was free, I murmured to myself, she's different from when I was a child this time, she won't be vigorous and exhausted anymore... And most of the time, I don't think of her.

Pei Yanya said that I am indifferent, not without grounds.

But I didn't expect, she didn't come to me, Gu Yu mentioned her first.

One day, Gu Yu sent over a few screenshots, all of which were "private messages from unfollowed people" on his Weibo, and the content came from more than one person.Each picture has a sentence or two circled by him, and they come from the same person.

Gu Yu said in a voice: "Your little girlfriend thinks of me as a vixen."

This is a bit serious.

Mi Jue sent him seven or eight private messages, mostly asking about his little idol Wanfeng, and the two most recent ones only mentioned me.First I said that I was going to Beijing, and then asked insincerely, "Our Brother Xu is going to Beijing, will you take him in?"

I looked at it, first asked him if he was free, and got an affirmative answer before calling.

He quickly picked it up, it was quite noisy over there, there were at least three pieces of music playing, all of which were very flaming dance music.He said "wait a minute", and then changed to a relatively quiet place.

"Why, you called me to coax me?" There was a smile in his tone, and the end of his voice was raised.

I couldn't help laughing, feeling relaxed for no reason, and called out his name: "Gu Yu."

He replied: "What's wrong?"

I miss you.The three words were burned in my heart, and then stuck on my lips, turning into a silence that hesitated to speak.It seems that when I met him, Pei Yanya's evaluation of "indifferent" to me was completely invalid.

My heart became hot, and my mind was violently turbulent.

But I'm not used to saying it, so I had to say something else: "Don't pay attention to her, she might just be curious."

Hearing this, he giggled over there, as if I told a joke.

After laughing, she commented helplessly: "Brother Xu, why are you so naive, she is just trying to find out about our relationship, rivals know rivals best, do you understand?"

The word "rival in love" makes me happy.

I agree with everything he says: "I understand now."

My tone was full of tenderness and nostalgia that surprised me, he could hear it, and the atmosphere became lingering for a moment.They were silent with each other, listening to each other's background sound.

The sound of dance music over there made me imagine how he danced.

I have seen too many of his dances, classical dance, modern dance, folk dance, and even street dance. I have a huge inventory of his dancing in my mind.In the past, these stocks were just stocks, but now they have become the reason why I miss him.

"Brother Xu, come quickly." He said suddenly, speaking slowly and lazily, "My stomach misses you. Someone in our group ordered takeaway last night. There was a dish of fried river prawns, which tasted delicious. Not bad, but I want to eat what you make. As soon as I imagine your craftsmanship, I don’t like eating anything.”

My heart softened, and I answered him: "Okay, soon."

I don't know how he dealt with Mi Jue's private message afterwards. That evening, Mi Jue came to the food stall to look for me.At this point, I'm trying the oil-fried river prawns that Gu Yu said on the phone.

Whenever the oil explodes, needless to say, the heat is the most important.In order to get familiar with and master the oil temperature and time required for the best taste, and find a suitable timing for cooking, I bought several catties of river prawns and came back to practice.

She got into the back kitchen, and the 200°C oil in the pot was boiling loudly. I glanced at her hurriedly, and immediately focused on the shrimp that was about to go into the pot.

"Zixu, let's talk," she said.

The prawns went out of the pot and were blown over by the hot oil. I frowned and listened carefully to their movements.Gazi, slap, bang—each sound represents a different degree of ripeness.In about ten seconds, I fished them all out.

This time it was perfect, the color of the shrimp shell was crispy yellow, bright and not burnt.I handed one to Mi Jue, she looked at me, came over and took it away.

"How about it?"

"Very tender."

I nodded with satisfaction, quickly adjusted the juice in another pot, then poured the fried river prawns into it, collected the juice over high heat, and finally finished the dish.Turn off the fire, carry the dishes, and walk to the back home.

The previous few experiments were made for children to eat as snacks. I originally planned to enjoy this plate by myself.Since Mi Jue came by chance, I invited her to have this meal with me.

From entering the back kitchen to when we sat down, her gaze never left me for a moment, just like when I was a child.And I have never looked directly at her, I dare not, and I can't bear it.

"Brother Xu, can I ask you a few questions?" She sat at the table, showing no interest in my carefully cooked food, her face was scorched.

I also wanted to make it clear, so I raised my eyes and looked at her: "You ask."

She had a good look, staring at me without tweaking or hesitating: "Do you not like girls at all?"

I have always admired her straightforwardness and straightforwardness, and answered frankly: "I don't know."

"Then you didn't like me at all before?"

"like."

"Did you want to sleep with me then?"

"……fine."

"Fortunately, what do you mean? I don't really think so?" She narrowed her eyes, wanting a definite answer.

But I don't.

I opened up my memory and answered her with the most honest attitude, but only ambiguous, because I didn't know it myself.

The body of seventeen or eighteen must have desires, but to this day, I can no longer tell whether it is for the specific her or for any fantasy object.

She said stubbornly to herself: "So you don't like me at all, and you don't like girls either... Are you gay? At least, bisexual? You..."

This question may be the crux of what she wants to pursue today, but in my opinion, it is not worth mentioning.I didn't have the desire to have a deep chat with her, so I remained silent and took the default attitude.

She stared into my eyes for a while, sighed deeply, and the unbelievable expression on her face condensed into an indelible sadness.This expression is like eating something very bitter.

She was meditating to herself, I didn't disturb her, I just ate with my head down.

After I finished my meal, she also thought clearly.

She looked at me with a serious face, and said word by word: "I want to compete with Gu Yu. I have your youth, and he has only known you for three months. I am not convinced."