Four cherry blossom petals set off the coffin board

"How can there be such a thing as celery in this world?" I looked through the green vegetables in the vegetable basket in distaste, and saw the celery carefully selected by someone and put it on top, showing deep dislike.

This thing is simply a different kind of vegetable, okay?

Even more exotic than the snapdragon species, who invented celery?

I frowned at the thought of the strange texture of celery.

"Haha, it's good to eat some celery once in a while." Hagiwara next to me laughed loudly when he heard my words, but kept arranging the tableware on the table with his hands.

On the opposite side, Matsuda looked uninterested, resting his chin with one hand, and holding the chopsticks in the other hand to put the meat on the table into the hot pot, orderly put enough for seven people.

We booked a room at Zhonghua Restaurant to have hot pot. This is our dinner today. Jiang Guling also took great pains to find such a restaurant with a quiet location.

This kind of food can not only satisfy the tastes of different people, but also enhance the relationship. It is simply the first choice for dinner parties.

I pursed my lips and looked at Jiang Gu Ling who was sitting with Jing Guang across the way, holding back his smile but his face was full of joy. I could only silently push the vegetable basket in his direction. He chose the food and he ate it too.

Although they already have a basket of celery over there.

What a celery fanatic this guy is.

I glanced at the dishes on the table and was a little surprised. I pointed to the fruit plate not far away and asked, "What about the black tomato?"

Inside the neatly arranged fruits, a plant that was cut in half and suspected to be a tomato made me ponder. It looks like a tomato and cannot be found, but it is black.

Forget about celery, but what kind of black tomato is it?

Forgive me this bumpkin.

I really don't understand.

"Oh, this is what Zero brought from home." Jing Guang answered me immediately, and poked a small piece for me with a toothpick. The smile on his mouth seemed to encourage me to try it.

Hesitantly, I took the toothpick with the black flesh poked on it, stared at this strange variety for a while, and then looked suspiciously at Jiang Gu Ling who was standing aside.

He gave me a similarly innocent smile back.

My danger radar went up in an instant.

It's the smell of conspiracy.

What kind of tomato is this guy so interested in growing at home? I thought about it because I knew what he was doing. After all, he started with three jobs. How could this man still have time to grow little black tomatoes?

Also brought it out.

I immediately voiced my doubts: "Don't restaurants provide fruit, why do you have to take the trouble to bring it from home?"

Jiang Guling touched his nose with his hand, and explained: "Because it's all cooked, anyway, I can't eat so much by myself, so I brought it here."

It seems very reasonable.

I don't doubt him, so I ate the tomato. Not to mention, this black tomato is quite delicious, with a moderate sweetness and sourness.

"Isn't that good?" Matsuda said that he was very happy to be able to prostitute Jiang Gu Ling's things for free. He picked up the chopsticks and picked up the cooked meat slices in the pot. After stuttering, he looked satisfied.

"Hurry up, this meat is already cooked." Then he urged our group of people who were still staring.

"Okay, let's eat!" Itahang smiled heartily. His words were like gunshots before the run, igniting the fighting spirit of several other people present.

The first one was Matsuda, who had been diligently picking up meat and vegetables to cook. He seemed to have planned it for a long time. He picked up a piece of beef and quickly took away the meatballs next to him.

Hagiwara was not to be outdone, and shouted that the hateful Xiaozhenping had been planning for a long time, but he didn't stop for a moment.

Jiang Guling remained silent, and also snatched a few items from the pot.

Why do their boys eat like fighting.

I couldn't do anything with the chopsticks, so I could only look at Natalie next to me.But Natalie is different. I saw Datehang filled a whole bowl of food and put it between him and Natalie. Yes, it was for the two of them.

Husband and wife love each other and eat together.

My sour cucumber has sour bubbles.

Trying not to look at the dog food on the opposite side, I swallowed my saliva. The taste of this hot pot is really attractive, and then I stretched out my serving chopsticks to try to scoop up some meatballs or something.

But after fishing in the water for a while, I found that apart from the uncooked food that was just put in, my favorite meatballs seemed to be gone.

Gone……

I just stayed for a while.

I'm stunned...

I stopped thinking and turned my attention to the delicious Matsuda. This guy's bowl is full, and it's hard not to be unnoticed.

It's you, Matsuda.

Matsuda, who was engrossed in eating, suddenly received my resentful gaze, raised his head and looked at me with a confused face, with sesame seeds in sauce on his mouth: "What's wrong?"

The corner of my mouth twitched, although I really wanted to accuse him of immoral behavior, but after thinking about it, I was the one who moved slowly.So she shook her head, with a loving mother's tenderness on her face: "It's okay, you can eat more."

The curly-haired man was wearing a white shirt, and looked extraordinarily juvenile under the warm yellow light in the room. At this moment, I finally understood why Jing Guang occasionally smiled when he saw us eating.

It's the sense of accomplishment of watching your own little piglets eat deliciously and thrive.

Matsuda was obviously disgusted by my kind voice, looking messy.

"Tch..." Ling Gu Ling laughed at the side, and was stared at by the two of us at the same time, and immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

When the matter came to an end, I took a piece of cabbage out of the hot pot and ate it. During our conversation, the pot was boiling. The leaves of this kind of vegetables ripen faster, and they can be eaten half-raw.

Putting his head down and eating it in one bite, his brows furrowed instantly, the cabbage was infused with celery.

It's not obvious, but my celery radar has sensed, damn, this pervasive celery.

I raised my head again, intending to aim at the target first so that I can strike first, and then a bowl of meat and vegetables with perfect combination and smoking food was pushed in front of me by a pair of slender hands.

It's like falling from the sky.

I looked at the owner of these hands with a complicated complexion, Jiang Guling, who was the only one with skin color in this banquet.

Across a Hagiwara, send me food all the way?

Why is he suddenly so kind.

I saw him raising his eyebrows: "Although it won't make you feel full, you should eat more or less."

As soon as he said this, everyone else saw it, and Hagiwara let out a sigh, thinking that I really didn't want to eat it, so he quickly stuffed the bowl that Yugu Ling pushed over into my hand: "Eat more, Hana."

I looked down at the bowl of celery and it was hard to love.

Again, why in the world is there such a thing as celery.

"Thank you..." I squeezed out the words dryly from my throat.

"you are welcome."

This is what is called an inch.

"You can't be picky eaters, Hua." Jiang Gu Ling seemed to see my dislike, and looked kind, but actually said this to me with a happy mood.

I can see it, this kid on purpose.

Under my death gaze, this guy didn't feel guilty at all, on the contrary he generously smiled back at me.

I was so scared that I took a bite of the dish to calm down, but the taste on the tip of my tongue turned green.

With a stiff face, he swallowed the celery that he had accidentally eaten in one gulp.Then I immediately pulled the meatballs in the bowl to try to dispel the taste in my mouth. The juice squeezed out of the stuffed meatballs overflowed in my mouth after I bit them open. Only bite in half or it will splatter.

The strong taste does cover up the taste of celery a lot.

My face finally calmed down, looking at the bowl in my hand, I was about to pick out the other celery, but found that except for the one I just ate, it seemed that there was nothing.

Ah, how does it feel the same as calculated.

After staying with Jiang Gu Ling for a long time, I am always suspicious.

This guy is full of tricks and cannot be underestimated.

So I had to cheer up and deal with it.Although it is said that everyone's old background has cleaned up each other.

Seeing that the food in the pot was cooked, I picked out a few meats that I liked more in a hurry, and then the serving chopsticks accidentally caught the celery on the side. I just took a second to think, and then sent the meat and vegetables Arrived in the zero bowl of Jianggu.

"You're welcome, eat more, you must be full for our table." I happily picked up all the celery in the pot and put it in his bowl, occasionally with a few slices of meat.

In my eyes, Jianggu Ling is a celery processor.

"Thank you?" Jiang Guling hesitated to speak, and finally choked out such a sentence under my kind gaze.

And Jing Guang on the side looked at the two of us with relief, and what Matsuda cast was that I have seen through your eyes.

Me: Confident JPG

Halfway through the dinner party, the waiter came in to refill the soup base once.

In fact, the protagonist of this party is Fugu Ling, and it seems that everyone is eating.But in fact, he was the one who was actually eating. Seeing that he was full, we stopped our chopsticks tacitly and prepared to pay the bill and leave.

It was a waitress who came to pay the bill. Hagiwara was familiar with it, and it didn't take long to chat with the waiter.

Although wearing an ordinary face, there is no bonus point for a handsome face.But he won the favor of the waiter with his humorous eloquence, and even generously gave us a coupon, which can be redeemed next time.

As soon as the waiter left, Matsuda came up and hooked Hagiwara's neck, and joked with a smile: "It's really Hagi, I really have you."

"No, no." Hagiwara smiled wryly at Matsuda's joke.

Seeing this appearance, Date seems to think of something: "Hagiwara is still so popular since school, and he was the focus of attention when he was in a friendship."

"Ah, yes, I still remember that every time we have a friendship, this guy is like a personal show." Matsuda responded.

"It's really nostalgic, isn't it zero?" Jing Guang seemed to remember it too, and moved Fugu Ling's arm next to him with his elbow.

Fugu Ling, who was encouraged by some friends to drink several glasses of wine after the dinner, although he couldn't tell that he was drunk, but for some reason, he looked dazed, and just nodded when he heard Jing Guang's words.

Natalie looked at them with a smile.

"That's great..." she said.

I followed from behind and nodded after hearing what she said.

Indeed, that's great.

In this colorful city, there is a group of people walking forward slowly. The two walking fast in front of each other are crossing their shoulders and hurting each other. And the last three people walked in a row, silent, but also full of tacit understanding.

One person may be able to go faster, but walking with several people seems to be more interesting. (1)