God said I would meet you

After Lin Jinyu was forced by Gao Fei's father to worship Gao Fei, he finally sent the father and daughter away.

Zhang Xinli supported him, watched him jump back to the room like a Tigger, and teased him: "You are really capable, picking up a daughter for nothing."

Lin Jinyu rolled her eyes at him: "Stop teasing me."

Zhang Xinli helped him to sit on the bed, and said, "You just stay well, Tigger." Then he turned and walked out the door.

Lin Jinyu stopped him: "Why are you going?"

Zhang Xinli said: "Make breakfast, it's already 06:30."

Lin Jinyu looked at the hands hanging by his side. Those new wounds had just stopped bleeding, and there were still grim cuts one by one.He said: "You still cook when your hands are like this, at least make a bag or something."

"It's not serious," Zhang Xinli said, "It just looks scary."

Lin Jinyu asked, "What are you eating today?"

Zhang Xinli thought for a while and said, "Let's have the next meal, anyway, my parents are already up, and you like to eat too."

Of course, Lin Jinyu fully agrees, he will still get the ready-made dried noodles. In the past, when his parents were on a business trip, he was hungry at night, and what he made the most were all kinds of noodles in soup and instant noodles.

So he regained his spirit and said, "I'll go down! I'll help you!"

Zhang Xinli glanced at him with extreme distrust: "You?"

Lin Jinyu said angrily, "What the hell are you looking at?"

Zhang Xinli originally didn't expect him to do anything, but he was very confident in his ability to help, but he couldn't say it out loud, so he just said: "You are limping yourself, just stay well."

"You think I'm stupid? Your eyes clearly say 'Don't come here, I'm afraid you won't help me' in ten large characters."

"Oh," Zhang Xinli said, "you are not stupid."

"Don't underestimate me," Lin Jinyu said, "I have three years of experience in cooking noodles."

Obviously it's just an extremely simple way to cook noodles, and you don't need to mix the noodles yourself, just boil a pot of water, put the noodles in, and after a few minutes, you can fish them out, as long as you have healthy limbs, you can do it, but Lin Jinyu seems to be stating something. Michelin chefs have average experience.

Zhang Xinli saw that he was determined and unrelenting, so he gave in, and said, "Okay," he said, "You can come to the kitchen to help, but what about your feet?"

"Hold on, it's time to sprinkle water." His ankle was swollen and purple, as long as it was not supported, it would hurt if it hung down.Lin Jinyu said, enduring the pain, leaning on the wall and limping towards the kitchen.Fortunately, this house is only a little bit big, and it is only a few steps out of the door.

Zhang Xinli followed behind him, holding hands to see what tricks he could do standing in front of the stove.

Lin Jinyu had watched him make so many meals before, and he still knew the basic process. He washed the pot with the remaining clean water, turned his head and said, "Why are you standing there? Didn't you see that I was limping, help me with the water!" What a fire!"

Zhang Xinli said: "Oh, I fetch water and I light the fire, and you are responsible for putting the noodles into the pot and then taking them out, right?"

"I'm injured. Let's take care of the wounded." He grabbed Zhang Xinli's shoulders with both hands, turned him towards the door, patted his butt to drive him away, and said, "Go, go."

Pushed by him, Zhang Xinli lazily walked out, lit a fire for him, and poured water into the pot.

Lin Jinyu stood in front of the pot, holding the stove to keep balance, and when the water boiled, put the noodles in, and took a pair of chopsticks to stir the bubbling noodles in the pot.

Zhang Xinli stood beside him and said, "You are really 'only helping the following'."

"Don't mock me," Lin Jinyu pretended to be fierce and said to him, "It would be nice to help you, if you get a bargain, you'll be good."

"Oh," Zhang Xinli said, "I made a mistake. Besides the bottom, I'm also responsible for picking it up and eating it."

"..." Lin Jinyu hit him: "Shut up."

The fire under the stove was burning very vigorously, the firewood made a lively crackling sound, the water in the pot was gurgling, and the white noodles were rolling in the milky water.

Lin Jinyu asked while stirring the noodles, "Do you like hard or soft?"

Zhang Xinli asked, "What?"

Lin Jinyu said to herself: "Actually, I think hard ones are delicious, but some of my classmates like to eat soft ones. I don't understand why soft ones are delicious."

Zhang Xinli: "..."

Seeing that he had been silent for a while, Lin Jinyu turned to look at him strangely.

Lin Jinyu's face was clearly reflected in Zhang Xinli's dark eyes, and Lin Jinyu realized it after a while: "...I'm talking about noodles and crabs."

"I know." Zhang Xinli said, "Do as you like."

Hmph, it looks like I'm in ghs, my thoughts are so dirty, so dirty, and I'm still pretending to know.Lin Jinyu curled her lips, scooped up the noodles, and put them into the bowl of broth that Zhang Xinli had prepared.

There were four bowls in total, Zhang Xinli added spicy millet to three of them, and one did not.

"Fresh out of the pot!" Lin Jinyu was very happy after completing her "peerless masterpiece". After standing for a long time, her feet hurt a lot, so she hurriedly instructed Zhang Xinli to put the bowl on the table, and then she took a pair of chopsticks and jumped back to the table .

Although making noodles is really not a technical job...and what Lin Jinyu did was just put the noodles in the water and pick them up. He didn't make the soup, but he seemed really happy.

Zhang Xinli took a bite with his chopsticks, and it was surprisingly good, with a bit of chewiness, neither raw nor overcooked.

"...it's delicious," Zhang Xinli said, "very good."

Lin Jinyu's brows were filled with pride, he and Zhang's parents and Zhang's mother slurped up noodles together, and they ate very deliciously.

Zhang Xinli injured his hand, and it happened to be on his right hand, and his parents couldn't afford to leave all the work to him, so they just let him stay at home for a few days and help out. , also need people to take care of.

"You can count on my blessing this time." After breakfast, Zhang's parents and Zhang's mother went to work on their own. Zhang Xinli was feeding the chickens with leftovers in the yard. Lin Jinyu asked him to move a small stool for himself and sit on it. Watching him feed the chickens under the eaves of the door: "I hurt my hand in exchange for a holiday, why don't I thank you soon."

Zhang Xinli knew that he was just beeping and beeping because he had nothing to do, so he was playing tricks, and while he was concentrating on feeding the chickens, he said casually: "I've made you think better."

"Pooh."

With Lin Jinyu's current state, she couldn't even jump up and down. She had nothing to do except play with her mobile phone and could only observe Zhang Xinli, watching him feed the chickens, dogs, sweep the floor, and chop firewood in the yard.

He never seemed to feel tired.

Lin Jinyu was playing with his mobile phone on the surface, but in fact he had been paying attention to him from the corner of his eye. He was thirsty for a while and called Zhang Xinli to bring him a glass of water, and when his feet hurt, he asked Zhang Xinli to help him with a cold compress. .

Zhang Xinli responded to every call he made, and he did whatever he asked, which can be called responsive.

Lin Jinyu was puzzled: "Don't you find it annoying?"

Zhang Xinli asked, "What bothers you?"

Lin Jinyu said, "Me."

"No," Zhang Xinli said, "Anyway, I have to work, and my parents asked me to take care of you, so you are also one of my jobs."

Lin Jinyu made a gesture to tell him to shut up: "Okay, I know you are a working machine without emotion."

No matter how he provoked Zhang Xinli, the other party seemed to have no reaction, neither annoyed, angry, nor impatient.Lin Jinyu shut up, and finally asked Zhang Xinli to bring him some snacks, and sat on the stool to eat quietly, without causing trouble to him by beeping.

As soon as the sun peeked out from behind the clouds, the temperature began to climb like an elevator as time went on.

Seeing that he was really bored, Zhang Xinli untied the dog and let Lin Jinyu play with the dog to pass the time.Now that Black Dog and Lin Jinyu are completely familiar, seeing Lin Jinyu is more exciting than meeting anyone else.

It's no wonder that people here feed their dogs with leftovers and bones that have been gnawed without a trace of meat. Occasionally throwing a chicken butt or a duck's neck down is a rare extra meal. Who is like Lin Jinyu? , I think about the dog at home if there is something delicious, I wish I could eat half and give the dog half.

The ham sausage and beef jerky that Lin Jinyu brought from home were still left. As soon as the iron chain was untied, the black dog quickly ran to him and squatted down with his tongue bare.Lin Jinyu tore open the package, and shared the snacks with the dog.

"I said..." Lin Jinyu said, "What's your dog's name? I haven't heard you call it since I've been here for so long."

Zhang Xinli said while sweeping the floor, "If you don't have a name, just call it a dog."

"No way, no name?" Lin Jinyu chewed the beef jerky and said in surprise, "If you raise it, you'll be considered a member of the family, and you won't even be given a name."

"What to take?" Zhang Xinli said casually, "Xiao Hei, Hei Hei, Heigou."

"It's so ugly," Lin Jinyu stuck out her tongue, "It's easy to have the same name and become Zhang Wei in the dog world." He rolled his eyes: "Why don't we call it... Zhang Xiaoli!"

Zhang Xinli turned to look at him: "Why isn't it called Lin Xiaoyu?"

"Your dog is not my dog." Lin Jinyu said, "You can call it Kugou, hey, Kugou~ or Escort, so when you walk on the street and call 'Escort—' the dog will run over gone."

Zhang Xinli laughed: "What are you pretending to be in your mind?"

Lin Jinyu joked, "It's all about you."

He fed the dog a piece of beef jerky, then took out another piece, and said to Zhang Xinli, "Ah—"

Zhang Xinli replied, "I'm not a dog."

"For you to eat, what kind of dog is not a dog."

Zhang Xinli held the broom and said, "My hands are dirty, I'll eat later."

Lin Jinyu said, "Come here, open your mouth."

Zhang Xinli came over, and Lin Jinyu threw the piece of beef jerky into his mouth: "Don't bother you, I will serve you."

Zhang Xinli looked at his fine eyelashes and said, "Then I still have to thank you?"

Lin Jinyu said, "Free from courtesy."

Zhang Xinli replied: "You are not too young and you are not too young." After sweeping the floor, he dragged out the big wooden basin, brought soap over, and was about to start washing the dirty clothes he and Lin Jinyu had soiled yesterday.

Lin Jinyu glanced, the clothes in the basin were really horrible, grass roots and blood were covered with mud and dust, and they turned black when they were thrown in the clear water.

Zhang Xinli sat on the ponytail, picked up a piece of wet clothes, bent over and began to wash.

The washboard and clothes rubbed against each other, rattling.

Lin Jinyu uses a fully automatic washing machine at home, and the nanny will come to clean and wash clothes every week. The German Siemens washing machine is very quiet when it works, and it never makes unnecessary noises.

In this strange and everyday voice that he has not heard for many years, Zhang Xinli turned his back to him, and when he bent over to wash, sporadic tiny water splashes were splashed, and those water splashes like cow hair looked like shattered crystals in the sun .

The mountain wind lifted the hem of his clothes, the morning sun was as bright as gold, and the surroundings were quiet.