city ​​garden without flowers

It is very convenient to make ice powder at home. Xia Yang bought that kind of ice powder in bags, boil water in a pot, pour the ice powder into it after boiling, stir it to dissolve, pour it into a small bowl, and wait for it to solidify.

Taking advantage of this time, Xia Yang went to the balcony to cook the newly bought flower seedlings for a while. Tongtong came out of the shower and opened the refrigerator to look at the ice powder that hadn't solidified yet, with a very anxious expression.

"Ah, when can I eat it!" Tongtong couldn't help touching the rim of the bowl of ice powder.

"It will take a while." Xia Yang heard the movement, took out a tissue to wipe his hands and walked over, and said patiently, "Go and play for a while, and we will add taro balls to it later."

Taro balls are also bought ready-made. In fact, Lu Chuanhuan said that he should take Tongtong to do it together. It feels like a good parent-child activity, but he is too busy with work, so he can only talk about it.

Tongtong didn't go to play, she stood obediently and watched Xia Yang cook taro balls, make brown sugar water, and cut the fruit into small cubes.

This is a very ordinary happiness paved step by step.

When Lu Chuanhuan came back, he originally wanted to smoke a cigarette downstairs. He was really tired today, and Lin Yi came over at night, with a bad look on his face. When she came, she disliked the hospital Lu Chuanhuan found.

Lu Chuanhuan didn't want to argue with him in front of her mother, so he walked a few steps away and said to her, "The pulmonary hospital is on hold until next Wednesday."

"Then you won't find some relationship!" Lin Yi was really angry, and shouted, "Are you too honest or too useless, you always look like this!"

Lu Chuanhuan felt a little speechless. He didn't like to argue, and he didn't want to quarrel with Lin Yi. Of course, he knew that Lin Yi didn't come here for this matter. Many things added up, and Lin Yi would always be dissatisfied with him.

This is the normal state of their marriage.

Lu Chuanhuan felt very tired. He knew it was useless to regret, but there were many times when he regretted the decisions he made in the past, including getting married and giving birth to Tong Tong. He felt that he was very irresponsible. irresponsible.

He didn't light a cigarette, and slowly counted the stairs to go up. This habit has been developed since he was a child. One staircase has 28 steps, and he needs to walk eight 28 steps to return from the north gate.

It may be because I was timid when I was a child, and most of the time there was no one in the corridor, so I would not be afraid to count in my heart, but in fact, it was empty when I walked home, so I had to count a hundred more.

Lu Chuanhuan took the key to open the door. He moved very lightly, and when he lowered his head to change his shoes, he heard Tongtong's voice.

"It's delicious, I want to have another bowl."

Xia Yang's voice also leaked over: "You can't eat too much, can you eat it tomorrow?"

Lu Chuanhuan walked in slowly, his heart relaxed, he suddenly said, with a little smile on his face: "What are you stealing behind my back!"

Tongtong put down the spoon, raised her face and smiled: "Do you want ice powder, Dad?"

Lu Chuanhuan's face softened completely. When he saw the two empty bowls on the table and the dim light in the kitchen reflected through the glass, he suddenly felt so relieved.

So he pulled the chair and sat down, pinched the tip of Tongtong's nose: "You can brush your teeth and go to bed, what time is it?"

Tongtong obediently pushed the bowl forward, and bumped fists with Lu Chuanhuan.Only then did Lu Chuanhuan turn his face away, his expression was very quiet: "Is there any more, Mr. Xia, I want to eat too."

Xia Yang stood up, very naturally, like what happened countless days before, he opened the refrigerator door, took out a small bowl, which was exactly the same color as the bowl on the table, and smiled: "Of course I will leave it for you gone."

Xia Yang put the small bowl on the cooking table. He did it very skillfully. Lu Chuanhuan could only see half of his body through the sliding door of the kitchen. Xia Yang had already changed into pajamas, short sleeves and shorts, which were made of soft material. Lu Chuanhuan looked There was a very shallow scar on Xia Yang's calf.

He hadn't noticed it before, so he couldn't help but take another look. He didn't recover when Xia Yang came out with the ice powder.

For the solidified ice powder, add a spoonful of rose sauce, top with taro balls and fruits, two spoonfuls of ice powder, and finally topped with brown sugar.

Lu Chuanhuan couldn't help but wow, and praised sincerely: "Mr. Xia, you can go out and set up a stall now. You are so handsome, and you will definitely sell out of stock."

Xia Yang laughed happily. For him, it would make him very happy that others liked what he made. He pulled out the chair and sat down opposite Lu Chuanhuan, with a lot of expectation in his eyes: "Then hurry up and try it!" Try it."

Lu Chuanhuan didn't know if Xia Yang knew it. He often spoke with a little unconscious coquettishness, which made people like him and would like to follow his cuteness.

So Lu Chuanhuan bent his eyes, lowered his head, mixed the ice powder, and took a big mouthful.

"It's delicious, Mr. Xia." Lu Chuanhuan bent his eyes and took two more bites. The sweet taste made him feel particularly good. The ice powder was cold, but it brought a strange warmth to Lu Chuanhuan. Like spring water melting ice.

"By the way, is it going well today?" Xia Yang asked in a relaxed tone, resting his cheeks. He softened the heaviness of this matter, as if he was taking part of the weight for Lu Chuanhuan himself.

"Hmm..." Lu Chuanhuan replied vaguely, "I'll have to change to a different hospital next week, but there's a good chance I'll need surgery."

Xia Yang nodded. He didn't know if Lu Chuanhuan needed to be comforted, because Lu Chuanhuan's emotions would never be exposed, but he still changed the subject thoughtfully: "I went to see Brother Rui today and brought two bottles of chili sauce. Big profit."

"Zhang Rui is really getting more and more virtuous." Lu Chuanhuan lazily put down the spoon, the ice powder had been emptied, leaving a little light red liquid at the bottom of the bowl, his expression looked a little narrow.

At the end of the day, the two of them chatted a lot, and Tong Tong had already returned to the room, so their voices were very soft. Xia Yang cut out the leftover fruit and made it an appetizer for the chat.

Xia Yang asked Lu Chuanhuan about the campus singer he heard from Zhang Rui today.

"Why does Zhang Rui arrange me like this behind my back?" Lu Chuanhuan smiled a little helplessly, "It's not that exaggerated, and I am also capable. When I was young, I had nothing to do at home alone, and I was fascinated by Hong Kong movies, so I would watch a lot. Cantonese songs."

Lu Chuanhuan's voice is nice and magnetic, Xia Yang thinks that this kind of voice is really good for singing Cantonese songs.

"I don't believe it, unless you sing it to me." Xia Yang's eyes were a little bit bad, and he touched Lu Chuanhuan's leg under the table with his toe.

"Tongtong is asleep." Lu Chuanhuan leaned on the chair and looked at Xia Yang quietly. He used Tongtong as an excuse, but he spoke lazily, and it seemed that he did not sincerely refuse.

So Xia Yang seized this opportunity, and he continued to be good: "Just sing a sentence."

Lu Chuanhuan laughed, "Then let's sing."

Lu Chuanhuan's voice is really suitable for singing, it sounds gentle and tender, but Xia Yang can't understand Cantonese very well, so after Lu Chuanhuan finished singing, he was still in a daze.

"I don't understand." Xia Yang looked at him anxiously.

Lu Chuanhuan raised the corner of his lips proudly: "Then I can't help it."

"You translate for me." Xia Yang leaned his arms on the table and leaned forward, looking very eager.

"I don't remember either, I only remember the Cantonese pronunciation." Lu Chuanhuan ate a piece of cantaloupe leisurely.

Xia Yang rolled his eyes speechlessly: "You must be lying to me."

Lu Chuanhuan laughed happily. He covered his nose with his hand, and couldn't stop laughing.

"Lu Chuanhuan, you are so naive." Xia Yang kicked him with his toe again, very lightly.

Lu Chuanhuan stopped laughing, took a sip of water, and said, "Actually, a brokerage company came to me when I was in college and wanted to sign me."

"That's so amazing." Xia Yang said "Wow", and then looked at him carefully, "But brother Lu is really handsome, he looked better when he was young."

Lu Chuanhuan took out a cigarette, didn't light it, just squeezed it in his hand to play: "There are quite a lot of people who say I'm good-looking, and I don't feel much about it. But sometimes I think, if I really signed with that company, Will my life be very different? I really want to say that I almost became a trainee when Lin Yi watched the drafts, does it sound a little narcissistic?"

He had never said this kind of thing before, it sounded too conceited and naive, even less dared to mention it to Lin Yi, it would look like a complaint.But Xia Yang looked very serious, and he said: "No, you are good-looking, and you sing well. I think, if it were you, I think you will get a lot of likes."

Lu Chuanhuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed when he said this, so he lowered his head to poke the fruit, and said after a while, "Did I tell you that you are very good at comforting people?"

Xia Yang also stuffed a small tomato in his mouth, so half of his face puffed up, and he blinked innocently: "What, I'm completely sincere."

Lu Chuanhuan raised one corner of his mouth and smiled in a non-obvious way. He said softly: "Xia Yang, thank you, I feel much happier."