[Zhang Jike] Unexpected

A group of people returned to the mushroom house, but the two elders had not returned yet.After eating milk popsicles and taking a break, Peng Peng and his sister found a new job by themselves. They moved two small benches, poured the pre-dried cabbage into the iron basin, sprinkled salt in sections, and then began to stir by hand. uniform.

Zhang Jike sat and watched their tedious process of pickling vegetables for a while, and then went to admire the duck house made by his omnipotent wife. After a while, he made up his mind to join in.

And our virtuous and capable Qin Mo prepared the dishes in the kitchen alone with the idea of ​​sharing the burden with chef Huang Lei.Beep beep rhythmic sound of chopping board, as long as the three people in the pavilion looked up, they could see the woman's demure profile.

The activity of flipping dishes continued in full swing, and the channel was silent. Peng Yuchang suddenly spoke up, gossiping: "Brother Jike, are all the housework in your family contracted by Sister Mo?"

Zhang Jike was slightly stunned, and hesitated: "It's like... I usually spend most of my time training in the team, and I don't spend much time at home. Every time I go back from vacation, she won't let me interfere."

Zhang Zifeng, "First Sister Mo wants Brother Ji Ke to rest well."

Peng Yuchang nodded, "I see that athletes usually have a lot of training, and they are very tired and hard."

"That's not to say, after all, you have to practice if you want to achieve results." Zhang Jike's subordinates' movements gradually slowed down. It should be more tiring to visit and take care of my parents.

She paid too much for him.

When Huang Lei and He Jiong came back, seeing the four people who were addicted to work, they all lamented the kindness of the guests in this episode, especially Huang Lei. After Qin Mo prepared the dishes, he only had to fry them in the wok, which was very worry-free.

As soon as Qin Mo started from the side, Peng Yuchang's "Fire King" made a grand appearance, and Chef Huang cleaned his hands and prepared to cook.

Looking out from the kitchen window, there is a strong atmosphere of life in the yard. He Jiong, Zhang Jike, and Zhang Zifeng exchanged their experience in raising dogs, while teasing the six dogs H, O, and pots and pans with toy balls from time to time, letting them eat Nobody ignores pre-sports sports.

There were laughter and laughter one after another, just looking at it like that, the corners of Huang Lei and Qin Moyi's mouths turned up unknowingly.

The sky gradually darkened, and the kitchen lit up with a warm orange light, and the plain and warm air swirled wantonly with the rising white steam.

The six people gathered together, and the people whose stomachs had long been flattened were attracted by the smell of the food and couldn't help sniffling.

He had always heard how delicious the food cooked by Mr. Huang was, and now Qin Mo, who was watching from the sidelines, was also impressed by the other party's cooking skills.Swallowing secretly, the couple who hadn't eaten lunch looked at each other and smiled. It seemed that they would have to eat two bowls of rice each later.

The sunset has dyed the entire sky red, the twilight has been blurred, and the night in the countryside is full of stars.

Zhang Jike’s fish head with chopped peppers, Qin Mo’s three-fresh abalone, radish stewed beef, and cold bitter gourd with fungus, four dishes with delicious color, flavor and taste were cooked one after another under Chef Huang’s superb skills.Qin Moyi and his sister were in charge of arranging the dishes.

Fearing that his gastrointestinal sounds would disturb other people, Zhang Jike sneaked back to the hall, rode on his beloved little pink pig, and while stroking the pig's tail, he waited for their meal with an innocent expression on his face, and he was very good-looking.Noticing this scene, Teacher He softly motioned everyone to look over.

Huang Lei, "Mo Yi, your husband likes it so much, remember to arrange one for him when you go back."

Qin Mo smiled slightly, "Got it. Is there a link?"

"I have to ask Wang Luodan for you."

Of course, Huang Lei didn't forget the boiled duck eggs he promised. After the duck eggs were cooked, he scooped them up and fed them directly to Zhang Jike.

Each of them served the good dishes with their own dishes, and the five of them sat down in the right place, and waited for Mr. Huang to bring the final lotus root ribs soup to the table, and they worked together.

He greeted everyone, "Eat, eat."

Or with tea or milk instead of wine, the four of Mushroom House raised their glasses to welcome the couple again.

"Thank you." The two hurriedly raised their glasses in return.

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, everyone was hungry.The six pairs of chopsticks have different targets. Zhang Jike, who has been hungry for a long time, is the first to stretch out his chopsticks at the chopped pepper fish head he is aiming at.

Flaming red and golden peppers are stacked on the two halves of the fish head, and it is garnished with a sprig of coriander, which is very tempting.Leaving those chili peppers aside, the dark gray fish head was revealed. The fresh aroma of the fish head and the spicy taste of the chili pepper rushed into the nostrils, making people "saliva down three thousand feet".

Accompanied by bursts of aroma, a piece of fish meat is picked up, white and tender, shining with a crystal luster.Put it into your mouth, sip it lightly, and a thick soup, spicy and spicy, slides down the esophagus along with the tender fish and reaches the stomach.

Zhang Jike gave Huang Lei a thumbs up, "It's delicious, Mr. Huang." As he spoke, he picked up another piece of fish.

His support is obviously the best compliment to Chef Huang. Hearing this, Huang Lei smiled with relief, "Well, then you should eat more."

"Abalone is delicious too, Mr. Huang." Qin Moyi was not to be outdone, and even relied on his own literary talent to blurt out a short composition, "The fresh abalone is cooked properly, the meat is firm and elastic, the sauce is thick, salty and sweet, it goes well with it." With the rich taste of broccoli, I just want to eat it, and I can’t stop my chopsticks.”

The other five people, "..."

Huang Lei pretended to be flustered, "Look at Ren Moyi's professionalism, and those who will praise me later will follow this standard."

"Compared with this, what we just said is weak." He Jiong was busy preparing his meal, and he still pretended to be Mai Tai to answer the conversation.

Peng Yuchang joked appropriately, "Forgive me for my lack of culture, but the word 'delicious' is popular all over the world."

Seeing that Zhang Zifeng in the corner didn't have a camera to use, He Jiong cue said: "Sister, let me just say a word, you can't keep your head down and don't talk."

Hearing this, Zhang Zifeng raised his head from the bowl that was bigger than his own face, and smiled coquettishly.Immediately, everyone's hearts melted. If you don't talk, don't talk. It's cute and it's over.

The dinner was coming to an end. Although the food made by Mr. Huang was really delicious, Qin Moyi restrained her appetite. After picking up a full bowl of rice with an equal portion of side dishes, she held the bowl and sucked it up. He took a sip of hot soup and sighed in satisfaction.

The man was sitting next to her, and at this time, he had passed the period of high combat effectiveness, and he was picking up the finely minced fish meat on the plate with one chopstick after another.

Seeing his reluctance, Qin Mo stretched out his hand to check whether the man's abdominal muscles were still sticking to his post, and then coaxed: "I'll do it for you when I go back."

"it is good."

They whispered head to head, the four in Mushroom House looked at each other, and He Jiong said softly, "Jike, is the food cooked by Mr. Huang or Mo Yi?"

Here we come, the classic question of choosing one or the other.

The same type of proposition is: I fell into the water with your mother at the same time, who do you save?And: Who do you like more, mom or dad?

Zhang Jike frowned instantly.

Qin Moyi also wanted to know the answer, so he didn't even drink the soup, and looked at him with interest.The other four sat and watched the play with the same expression.

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Jike cleared his throat, "Let me declare in advance that Mr. Huang's cooking skills are absolutely superb."

He Jiong understood very well, "Pay attention, everyone, 'but' is coming."

"That's right." Zhang Jike took the girl's left hand which was placed on the table, "But in my heart, the meal made by my wife must be the most delicious in the world."

Whoops whoops, "We shouldn't ask this question." He abruptly made a pot of dog food by himself.

"Thank you, Brother Ke, for rubbing my hand with oil." Qin Mo stood up to take out the napkin, pretending that nothing had happened, but actually feeling sweet in his heart.

After they've had dinner, it's the dogs' turn.

He Jiong suddenly remembered, "Jike, don't you like Xiaopiao very much? We want to share with you this time, if there are friends who are particularly eye-catching and like dogs, we will give them to everyone after the program is finished. , and send it home. Because our program can’t last forever..."

"Really?" The arc of Zhang Jike's mouth became bigger and bigger, "Then I really want a small ladle."

After he finished speaking, he looked to Qin Moyi for advice.

Qin Moyi didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded to him, silently agreeing.

He Jiong, "Yes, can you take care of it?"

What replied him was the solemn expression of the couple.

He Jiong released the four little ones from the wooden cage, and the pots and pans quickly surrounded him. When he opened the warehouse to release the food, he said seriously, "Get ready for battle."

The first level alarm sounded.

One piece of dog food was poured into the bowl, and the sound was clear and unusual. Immediately, the four dogs rushed towards them like crazy.Zhang Zifeng quickly reached out to help.

!! ?

Seeing this posture, Zhang Jike's eyes widened, and a few drops of cold sweat broke out on his forehead without panicking.

Eating a meal is like fighting a war.

"Brother, are you afraid?" Qin Mo held back his laugh, and approached the stunned man.

The Adam's apple moved slightly, Zhang Jike admitted it bluntly, "I'm afraid." His voice was a little weak at first glance.

No amount of fear could stop Zhang Jike's love for Piao. Even after seeing them eating so horribly, the man still looked at Xiao Piao with sparkling eyes.

How can it be so cute?

Having been in love for many years, Qin Mo's cuteness has changed from a Tibetan Mastiff puppy to an adult Tibetan Mastiff, but the roots remain the same.

Like her love for men.

In the images scanned by the camera, the eyes of the woman looking at her husband, there is an emotion called "light" flickering, which is very eye-catching.

As someone who has been there, Huang Lei stared at them for a long time with a smile on the corner of his mouth, exuding the aura of kindness of an old father around him.

On peaceful nights, accompanied by the occasional "croaking" of frogs, with echoes, it appears extraordinarily ethereal in the boundless world.Compared with the daytime, the evening wind blows more arrogantly, making people unable to help but wrap their clothes tightly.

After a full meal, you need a little exercise to help you digest your food.

Since the guest here is Zhang Jike, who has won the world table tennis championship, it is only natural that he should show his skills to everyone.Zhang Jike readily agreed, and while everyone was setting up the table, he ran to get the beat.

Two or three minutes later, he came out with two sets of rackets, and handed the other set to Qin Moyi.

Seeing this, Peng Yuchang was slightly surprised, "Sister Mo can also play ping-pong?"

He Jiong hugged the dog, and smiled meaningfully, "With Jike here, Mo Yi's skills are probably not bad."

The ball table made from a simple modification of the dining table was relatively short. The couple fed each other the ball for a while to get used to it. Zhang Jike played with the small white ball in his hand and raised his eyebrows to look at the girl opposite.

One round decides the outcome, "Here we come."

Qin Mo nodded silently, his eyes focused.

Over the years, they have played against each other countless times, and they are quite familiar with each other's game. Just by Zhang Jike's low serve posture, it can be seen that he is serious about this game.

Zhang Jike didn't release the water, and sent a sidespin ball as soon as he came up. Qin Mo adjusted the board and quickly responded.

The four members of Mushroom House, who hadn't had time to get involved, gathered together and stretched their necks to watch the game.

White balls come and go, bouncing flexibly on the simple table.

Qin Moyi caught the man's leak at a certain moment and took the lead to score a point. Applause immediately rang out.

Even though she took the lead, Zhang Jike was not anxious. The athlete's good psychological quality was undoubtedly revealed at this moment, and soon he caught up with the score.

One point for you, one point for me, time immersed in the game, about 5 minutes passed unknowingly, the score between the two was very tight, Qin Mo chased after him fiercely.

Da-da, da, da...

A sudden gust of wind broke the deadlock.

"7 to 5." Zhang Jike reported the score in real time.

Qin Mo pursed his lips, and withdrew his swinging racket, "If it wasn't for the gust of wind just now." She was not convinced.

Knowing that she was competitive, Zhang Jike shrugged, "Come again."

The couple were in high spirits, "It's windy, let's go into the house." He Jiong had no choice but to sing a bad face and terminate this intensified match.

Although the onslaught of football addiction made the couple unwilling to give up easily, they were even more embarrassed to let the whole Mushroom House accompany them to blow the cold wind.In desperation, the two made a friendly truce and went back to the back room with the crowd.

The wind howled outside, and in the living room, six people sat around, sipping hot tea to drive away the cold.

Huang Lei, "Mo Yiqiu played really well."

"No, no." Qin Mo said modestly: "Brother Ke doesn't even need his overlord to me, obviously he's letting me go."

But Zhang Jike was the opposite of her reaction, and raised his lips, "I taught her how to play the ball after dating, so she can't play well."

As soon as Qin Mo heard the words, he curled his lips secretly, but he didn't want He Jiong to find out, "Why does Mo Yi have such an expression? Is there something else that we don't know about?"

"Actually—" Qin Moyi was about to speak.

Zhang Jike interrupted abruptly, "In fact, she has seven or eight years of childhood skills, her foundation is very solid, and she is also talented—"

"Don't listen to him making excuses. In fact, I learned pen-hold shooting. Brother Xu Xinxin was the one who taught me at the beginning, but he got jealous and cut me off halfway. As a result, I, who was focused on pen-hold shooting, had to practice backhand now." Qin Moyi Not at all surprised, he directly raised his hand to cover the man's spitting mouth, and teased him, "The point is, we were at most in touch with each other at that time, and he was willing to confess to me at that time, otherwise he wouldn't know How long we have to wait."

"So the association was first mentioned by Jike."

Zhang Jike hummed, took the girl's hand and stuffed it into the palm of his hand, "And there is one thing I have never confessed to her..." He paused for a while, "As early as the day we first met, I fell in love with her at first sight. "

Qin Mo looked up at the man.

Everyone booed, "What does it feel like to fall in love at first sight in reality, tell me!"

"I can't tell." Zhang Jike scratched his neck, "Anyway, there is a kind of dark feeling, as if God is guiding me, and I saw her in the tens of millions of viewers at a glance."

The audience rubbed their arms, 噫~ so nasty~

Qin Mo held the man once, his eyes drooped, and a meaningless, shallow smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

Everyone thought she was shy.

Their feelings can easily arouse the envy of others.

"Then who of you proposed first?" Curiosity continued.

Looking at each other, Qin Mo suppressed his thoughts, his brows and eyes curved, "I asked him for the marriage proposal."

Rubbing the warm cup, she looked nostalgic, "One month after the Rio Olympics in 16, he was grinning and doing rehabilitation, and I knelt down on one knee."

Zhang Zifeng, who came back from the shower, was stunned when he heard such explosive news, "Then Sister Mo, did you propose?"

Qin Mo nodded with a smile, vaguely proud.

Zhang Jike pinched his red ears, "There was no warning at all, it scared me enough."

Following his words, recalling the situation back then, Qin Mo couldn't stop laughing.

On the back stretching machine, the man's face was flushed from exertion, his body was sweating profusely, and he was panting, but when she held out a large bouquet of bright red roses, he jumped up in shock, his eyes widened...

He Jiong, "Generally, boys don't propose marriage. What did you think, Mo Yi?"

"No one stipulates that boys must take the initiative in matters of affection." Qin Mo clicked his tongue, "Maybe some people will think that I am too 'love-minded' and don't even want self-esteem. But at that time, I was really pure I really want to be with him, for a long time, for a lifetime, so I proposed to Brother Ke according to my wish."

"I don't regret it." Absolutely.

As she spoke, she intertwined her fingers in tacit understanding with the man, her face full of pride.

Whoops, I'm panicking.

Peng Yuchang and Huang Lei hurriedly got up and left this place of right and wrong by taking a bath.

He Jiong, who was left with a heavy responsibility, took a deep breath and asked again: "I see that under your Weibo, Jike, many fans are asking when you will have children. You and Mo Yi have been married for two or three years now. Have you thought about putting this on the agenda?"

Zhang Jike, "To be honest, I haven't thought about it yet."

"Both of us are very busy. Although the parents of both parties are also pressing this matter, we still want to wait a few years and stabilize it."

He couldn't easily say the word "retired", but he believed that Mr. He could understand what he meant.

He lived up to his trust, He Jiong did understand, it was inconvenient to continue this topic, so he quietly left blank, he looked at his sister who was having a good time eating sugar, and persuaded himself to calm down, "Hey, Mo Yi you If you play so well, why didn't you continue to play?"

The topic changed quickly, Qin Mo's eyes changed, and he continued in a sweet voice: "Because the National Table Tennis Team does not allow love within the team."

He Jiong, "..." angrily threw the dog bowl.jpg

"It's not time for supper yet, why don't you distribute dog food early!?"

Zhang Zifeng couldn't hold it anymore, "Should I put the pots and pans in and share the burden for us?"

Hahaha, the laughter gradually faded away.

"Wait for the next life."

"What next life?"

Qin Moyi's expression was calm, "If I have a chance in my next life, I'll go to the National Table Tennis Team to find my brother Ke. It doesn't matter if I can't fall in love, I want to fight side by side with him once."

For some reason, Zhang Jike's heart suddenly constricted, and he silently squeezed the hand of the girl beside him, as if only in this way could he feel better.

The night gradually deepened, but the atmosphere in the mushroom house was still lively.

After taking a shower one by one, the number of chatterers in the living room returned to six.

Game time begins.

In the first wave, with legs pinched, Peng Yuchang was placed at the bottom.

The second wave, backgammon, after several consecutive rounds, Zhang Jike won the Mushroom House "Gobang Tournament".

The third wave, Go.

With the existing black and white stones and the chessboard, Huang Lei, as the dignity of the mushroom house, showed his aura, but within a few rounds, he beat Zhang Jike to pieces.

"Are you still coming?" He said in the style of a master.

Zhang Jike shook his head, "I won't come, let her come later."

"Mo Yi can also play Go?" Huang Lei looked at him with admiration.

She always has a lot of time to learn and delve into what she would not know.

"When I was young, I especially loved watching "Go Boy". I read it over and over again more than a dozen times, and I learned it naturally." Qin Moyi changed places with the man, holding black pieces.

In order to prevent everyone from having too high a view of herself, she took the initiative to say: "But I have only learned superficially, and I can't compare with the professional ones."

Huang Lei expressed his understanding and raised his chin slightly to urge her to go first.

Watching chess without saying a word, even though there are few people around who understand Go, this does not prevent them from lamenting the "fight" that is pressing on the chessboard step by step.The two chess players were calm, frowning and competing with each other, while the other four were eating melon seeds, sipping tea, and watching with relish.

After playing a game of chess for a long time, the program group directly fast-forwarded to the result in the later stage. The board was almost covered with black and white pieces. After a count, the number of white pieces was slightly better, and the territory occupied was also larger.

Based on this inference, Huang Lei won.

At the end, Huang Lei was still a little unsatisfied, "It is rare for the younger generation to be able to play Go like this." Looking around the chess game, he couldn't help expressing his feelings.

The surprise that Qin Mo brought to them was beyond imagination.