After rebirth, I became the boss's little heart

Chi Xu will not embarrass and embarrass Zhao Ruihuai at any time.

He cleared his throat, pretended to be embarrassed, and changed the subject very naturally, "Where are you now?"

"Just going to the airport."

"Well, then you drive carefully, I'm going to have breakfast."

"Go out to eat?"

"That's right, I'll buy some food by the way."

Even during Chinese New Year, the city center is still bustling.

After Chi Xu had breakfast, he went directly to the supermarket and bought so many new kitchen utensils. If he didn't make a New Year's Eve dinner for himself, he would really disappoint Zhao Ruihuai's wishes.

Before graduating from university, Chi Xu and his grandfather celebrated the New Year. The New Year’s Eve dinner was relatively simple. At most, they bought a piece of fish, a pound of pork ribs, and fried cabbage. A little more affluent, but grandpa was worried that he had no father or mother, and he would not be able to find a good partner in the future. Let him save money to marry a wife, and not let him spend a penny. The New Year's Eve dinner will still be six, and it will be more than before. Buy a chicken and some more meat.

Compared with his grandfather who died suddenly at home alone, and the corpse was found only after smelling, Chi Xu regretted that he was not in his lifetime, allowing him to live a comfortable and good life.

He was brooding, and he couldn't let go.

So he can always see the "soul" of grandpa.

Chi Xu knew that the so-called soul was imagined by himself. Although in his fantasy, grandpa was always as decent and tidy as his parents were alive, and he was a respected and kind old man. When picking up waste, a piece of clothing can't wait to wear it for four seasons, and it can be worn for four years if it is mended. Even though he tries his best to clean himself up and doesn't want to make Chi Xu feel ashamed, in the eyes of outsiders, he is just a dirty old man. .

Grandpa's death was a hurdle in Chi Xu's heart, a hurdle that he would never get over in this life.

Walking around in the supermarket, Chi Xu bought enough ingredients for six dishes. He didn't buy too much, it was the amount he could eat by himself in the morning of the second day of junior high school.

While waiting in line for the checkout, Chi Xu glanced at WeChat again. In addition to Song Daming's series of your uncle, there are also several close colleagues who specially sent him New Year greetings. Among them, Song Daming's cousin Yang Meng was the most attentive. Yes, it's not a copy-pasted greeting at first glance.

Happy New Year from Secretary Yang Mengchi of the Design Department. I wish you good health and success in the new year, and a happy life with the people you like.

It has to be said that Yang Meng is better than her cousin by a Sun Wukong somersault. If there is no Zhao Ruihuai, Chi Xu will definitely be with a girl like her.

Chi Xu thought about it for a while, and replied to her, you too

When he got home, Chi Xu started to pack the ingredients he had bought.

He took a picture of a freshly bought live fish. This fish was extremely tenacious. Chi Xu fell on the cutting board for a long time before knocking it unconscious. Just when he cut open the abdomen and prepared to clean the internal organs, Zhao Ruihuai called.

Chi Xu didn't want to soak the fish in the water, so he stretched out a little finger to answer the phone, and turned on the speaker, "Hey, what's the matter?"

Zhao Ruihuai was very quiet there, probably because there was no one else around, and he spoke recklessly, "I can't call you for nothing."

"No, I'm killing fish."

"How can a person who celebrates the Chinese New Year kill? You have to learn from me and be kind."

If you want to put others aside, you must think that Zhao Ruihuai is sick, and Chi Xu immediately heard the meaning of his words, "Gao Ning really went to gamble."

Zhao Ruihuai snorted.

"Did he tell you on his own initiative, or did you find out?"

"He is still thinking about asking for New Year's money to pay off his debts. How could he tell me that I found someone to check, and the bastard actually lost 500 million in one night."

500 million is just a drop in the bucket for the Zhao family. If Gao Ning used 500 million to buy a car, Zhao Ruihuai would not say much, but Gao Ning gambled with people outside, and even borrowed money to gamble if he lost. He had no self-control ability at all. This is a big problem. Sooner or later, he will make a bigger mess.

"Then what are you going to do about it?"

"Let's talk about it, I'm upset, are you going to be a fish?"

Chi Xu hummed, put the cleaned fish on the cutting board and changed the knife, "Sweet and sour fish."

Zhao Ruihuai had already finished what he had to say, he didn't want to hang up, and started looking for something to say, "What else is there?"

Chi Xu answered very seriously, and he reported the name of the dish to Zhao Ruihuai unhurriedly, "There are also sweet and sour pork ribs, chicken stewed with mushrooms, fried pork with green peppers, fried pork slices, and scrambled eggs with green onions."

"Not bad, can you finish all these dishes by yourself?"

"These dishes can be eaten once they are hot."

"Oh, how many times do you want to heat up?"

"It's hot enough to finish eating."

Zhao Ruihuai was silent for a while, and said something else, and didn't hang up the phone until someone called him.

Zhao Ruihuai was a little strange, but Chi Xu was busy cooking six dishes before noon, so he didn't have time to think too much.

Just after eleven o'clock, there was another burst of firecrackers in the community.

According to the custom, every household had to set off firecrackers before meals. Chi Xu forgot about this, so he didn't set off firecrackers in the morning, and bought some when he went out in the morning.

It was past twelve o'clock when the six dishes were put on the table. Chi Xu went downstairs with firecrackers, just in time to meet Li Jiawen who was at the opposite door downstairs.

Li Jiawen is two months older than him, and they often played together when they were young. After the death of Chi Xu's parents, they gradually drifted apart because of Song Meiqiu. Now they meet a little strangely, and it was Li Jiawen who said hello first, "It's time to eat."

"Yeah." Perhaps it was because Song Meiqiu was too domineering, Li Jiawen had a good temper since childhood, and had never blushed or quarreled with anyone, but Song Meiqiu always called him useless.

"Did you make dumplings that night?" Li Jiawen said, with some embarrassment on his delicate face.

One size is one size, no matter how much Song Meiqiu hates it, it has nothing to do with Li Jiawen, Chi Xu smiled, "Making dumplings is too troublesome, I'm too lazy to do it."

Li Jiawen immediately relaxed a lot. He lit the fuse, covered his ears and ran to Chi Xu's side, and shouted at Chi Xu amidst the deafening sound of firecrackers, "You still need to eat dumplings, I'll bring you some tonight."

Chi Xu pursed her lips and shook her head.

He accepted it with good intentions, but he was afraid that Song Meiqiu would be poisoned.

However, after nine o'clock in the evening, Li Jiawen knocked on the door of his house with a plate of dumplings.

Chi Xu opened the door, and Li Jiawen rushed in, as if he was afraid of being seen.

Chi Xu guessed that he should have sent this plate of dumplings behind Song Meiqiu's back, and didn't know how to greet him for a while, so he could only say, "Brother Jiawen, you are too polite."

His attitude seemed very indifferent, Li Jiawen knew the reason, he was embarrassed, he spoke hesitantly, "It's okay, I just thought it would be troublesome for you to make dumplings for Chinese New Year alone, you still have to eat dumplings"

Chi Xu suddenly remembered that on the first New Year's Eve after his grandfather passed away, Li Jiawen did indeed bring a plate of dumplings, but at that time he was blindly immersed in grief and did not open the door. Later, Li Jiawen looked for him several times, wanting to care about him , but without exception, he was blocked by his few words. Later, he bought his own house in the capital, and moved to the capital with his family's ashes. He never returned to Hengshui, and completely lost contact with Li Jiawen. .

Thinking of this, Chi Xu felt a little bit sorry. He took the hot dumplings, put them on the tea table aside, and said with a smile, "Then thank you Brother Jiawen."

Li Jiawen hurriedly said, "You're welcome, you're welcome to listen to my mom saying that you're leaving in the second year of junior high school."

"correct."

"Are you busy with work?"

Chi Xu didn't want to tell him too much about himself, so he nodded, "I'm very busy."

Li Jiawen stammered again, "Ah, then you have to pay attention to your body, don't be too tired."

Chi Xu has been by Zhao Ruihuai's side for so many years, and he is the best at observing words and expressions. Seeing Li Jiawen's appearance, he took the initiative to ask, "Brother Jiawen, do you have anything to say to me?"

It was only now that Li Jiawen dared to look directly into Chi Xu's eyes. There was a slight smile in those dark eyes, which made people fall into them just by looking at them.

After a long silence, Li Jiawen whispered, "Actually, it's nothing. I might go to work in Beijing after the new year. I don't know anyone there."

He didn't focus on what he said, Chi Xu was not impatient and he made him anxious, "So you want me to help you rent a house?"

"No, no, I, I don't know what your phone number is yet"

Although Chi Xu called Li Jiawen a brother, he and Li Jiawen were not in the same age group after all. In fact, they were not in the same class long ago. In Chi Xu's view, Li Jiawen was no different from those freshly graduated interns in the company.

After all, they grew up together, and Chi Xu was willing to help him with this plate of dumplings, "Wait a minute."

Chi Xu returned to the bedroom and found a black gold-stamped business card from his pocket. He handed the card to Li Jiawen, "It has my mobile phone number and WeChat ID on it."

Li Jiawen took it carefully, and smiled at Chi Xu, he didn't look so useless when he smiled, he was still a very energetic and handsome young man, "Okay, when I go to the capital, I will treat you to dinner."

Chi Xu's habitual politeness, "I should be the one doing the landlord's favor."

When Li Jiawen came home, Song Meiqiu was sitting on the sofa eating melon seeds and watching the Spring Festival Gala, "Why did you go to the bathroom while I was going?"

"Go downstairs and turn around."

"Why are you wandering around? Call your dad quickly and ask him when he will be back. Can playing mahjong be a meal?"

"Ah."

After making the phone call, Li Jiawen returned to his room. He lay on the bed, looking over and over at the business card in his hand.

Chi Xu, Secretary to the President of Daiwa Hotel Management Group.

Li Jiawen wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

Seeing the WeChat number on it, he sat up abruptly to get his cell phone.

Chi Xu's WeChat has not been verified, and they are friends after entering the number and adding it.

Li Jiawen clicked on Moments, stared at the selfie for a while, and saved it in his album.