Misfiring

Lying on the sofa until the eggs were ready to come out of the oven, Cheng Mo slowly went over to turn off the fire, picked it up with a colander, and put it under the faucet to cool down with cold water.

Cheng Mo doesn't like hard-boiled eggs, because usually he would eat the egg yolk together, he can't accept the taste of hard-boiled eggs and egg yolks, any other method is fine, but this so-called freshest one But the taste made him stay away.

Because he was really hungry, Cheng Mo couldn't help it after taking a shower of cold water for a while. He hissed and gasped and peeled off the still warm egg shell, bowed his head and took a bite reverently.

Well--

The aroma of egg whites diffused in his mouth, and Cheng Mo couldn't help squinting his eyes, chewing slowly, except when he was in elementary school, he never felt that boiled eggs were so delicious.

Just after he reluctantly took two bites, there was a sound of footsteps coming from far and near behind him. Cheng Mo held the egg and looked back, and saw Ying Yang walking down in all-white sportswear, just in time for him to come down. Catch up with the moment when the belt is fastened.

Cheng Mo was a little embarrassed as if he was caught stealing a bag, thinking that he didn't like egg yolks at first, so he might as well do it as a favor, and handed over the egg in his hand: "Morning. That...or."

Ying Yang knew that there was only one egg left in the house, so he shook his head: "You eat."

He was going to go down and buy something to eat.

But Cheng Mo said, "I don't like egg yolks."

Ying Yang looked at him for a while, as if judging whether he was lying or not. Seeing that he was really disgusted, he walked over and bit off the exposed egg yolk, swallowed it after chewing a few times, then poured a glass of water and drank it with his head up. Dry.

Cheng Mo ate the remaining half of egg white contentedly, and stood next to Ying Yang in front of the water machine to drink water.

After drinking, the doorbell rang at the right time.

"So fast?!"

Cheng Mo quickly put down his cup and ran to open the door.

Ying Yang helped him bring in three big bags, saw the logo of the supermarket downstairs on the recycle bag, and guessed that Cheng Mo probably bought it on his mobile phone.

Quite witty.

There was a list and receipts in the bag, and Ying Yang picked them out to study while Cheng Mo was arranging things. It was similar to the ones they bought in the market before, with meat, vegetables, melons and fruits, only some rice grains and seasonings added.

Before he was in his early years, he lived in an old community similar to Cheng Mo's, no, to be precise, it was worse than that, it was simply a farmer's house in a village in the city.

He doesn't like to live with others, and his salary is not much. After remitting half of his money to his mother, the rest is only enough to barely rent a single room. He usually buys some cigarettes and alcohol, treats his brothers to dinner a few times, basically moonlight.

The previous tenant built a small stove in the house. The pier is made of red bricks and cement. The raw materials are probably picked up during the demolition of the nearby area. Some corners are missing, but it is cheaper than buying another table, zero cost Well, if it weren't for the fear of burning firewood to make the house smoky, the buddy might want to go back to basics completely.

At that time, Ying Yang set up an induction cooker for his son, and occasionally fired it at home—when he couldn't bear the torment of waste oil outside.Many of Cheng Mo's favorite foods were developed during that time.

In the first two years when he first came to City A, he felt the so-called "fireworks of life" a lot. Later, the conditions gradually improved, but he didn't cook much anymore, or he just ate something along the way when he went out to discuss business with his superiors. Delicacies from mountains and seas, or just deal with a casual meal in Qaeda.

The taste is naturally not bad, but it lacks a little meaning.

It means to live a normal life.

People have inertia, and they are used to a ten-square-meter small nest. After moving in at the beginning of the year, he thought it was too big, so he didn't live much at all. The cat stayed in Qaeda as usual, and only listened to Yang Jiuhui's promotion of a suite. .

Now that Cheng Mo lives in, he may be able to decorate the place well.

The main thing is to refer to Cheng Mo's opinion. After all, the small houses in the old city are very comfortable to stay in. The size of the home is not important, the key is to see what kind of people live in it.

Ying Yang was thinking about this end, while Cheng Mo had already cleaned up the kitchen, turned around and asked him, "What do you want for lunch?"

In fact, Ying Yang originally wanted to take him out to eat, but he bought all the dishes, and it would be a waste not to make them, so he looked at the ingredients on the list and began to estimate the order: "The simple ones are fried pork with green peppers, shredded chicken and fresh vegetables. Beloofah."

"okay."

Cheng Mo found a large pot and boiled hot water again, ready to blanch the chicken.

Ying Yang leaned aside and looked at him, his head, neck, back, waist, buttocks, legs and feet. After so many years, Cheng Mo is still so white and clean, with the best vision for the future, earnestly living every day some days.

It seems that everything in the past is just Nankey Yimeng. He and this person have been together since the end of the college entrance examination, and have never experienced separation. They just changed a lot of life scenes in the middle.

"Hey." Ying Yang couldn't help calling out to him.

"Huh?" Cheng Mo was busy cutting meat and had no time to distract himself.

"It's okay, just call."

"Oh." After answering in a low voice, Cheng Mo couldn't hold back and looked back at Ying Yang.Nothing could be discerned from his face, but his eyebrows, eyes, and nose were beautiful, shining in the sun, just like when he first glimpsed in the crowd.

Cheng Mo turned his head, and suddenly couldn't understand why he was willing to reject such a person, and persisted for so many years.

Seeing that his movements slowed down, Ying Yang pretended to be disgusted in order to prevent him from crying again: "Don't add ingredients secretly, I don't want bitter, sour and salty."

After a while, Cheng Mo turned around again, without crying, but with bright eyes, he affirmed: "It will be sweet."

Hold back.Ying Yang looked at him for a few seconds, laughed at himself, maybe he was thinking too much.

"alright."

Facts have proved that Cheng Mo is far stronger than Ying Yang imagined, so he will not cry casually just because he glanced at him more.

After a little quiet lunch, Cheng Mo was so full that he seemed to be born again.

What's even happier is that Ying Yang has a dishwasher installed here, so she doesn't have to wash all the dishes by herself.

After packing up everything, Cheng Mo walked around the living room to eat and eat, and Eggy tailed behind him like a competent little follower.

Seeing this, Ying Yang put down his phone: "Let's go, I'll show you around."

Cheng Mo thought they were going out: "I'll change my clothes first."

Ying Yang laughed and explained: "It's at home."

"……Oh."

Yes, it's really big enough to walk around.

Satisfied with Cheng Mo's performance this morning, Ying Yang is finally in the mood to introduce every corner of the house to him.

Of course, they all avoided the bedroom on the first floor.

Ying Yang only said: "When I come back, I usually sleep there. No one in my family has lived here before, and I don't come here frequently, only two or three times. Including that day, I left soon. Later, I heard that Dan Dan was sick. I also went out and came back with you last night."

It is said that?Listen to whom?

Despite doubts in his heart, Cheng Mo still nodded obediently: "Oh."

Seeing that he didn't ask, Ying Yang felt a little more comfortable. He didn't think that Cheng Mo didn't care about him, but he felt trusted.

Then he showed Cheng Mo one after another the gymnasium and the audio-visual room, all of which are spacious and complete, only the second floor and the attached rooftop are lacking.

There are also three rooms on the second floor. In addition to the two bedrooms, the remaining one is next to the atrium and faces Jinsha Bay. When the window is opened, the warm river breeze blows in instantly, which is bright, clean and bright, making people feel refreshed.

"If you like it, this is your study room." Ying Yang had no need, just let it be vacated, and it was finally able to come in handy at this time.

Cheng Mo looked at him in surprise.

Before that, he actually had no intention of staying here for a long time, not because he still wanted to end his relationship with Ying Yang at any time, but because it was too big here, he was not familiar with the surrounding facilities, and the neighbors It is estimated that the social circles are very different, and commuting to work after school starts will also become a big problem.

He is going to go back to live with him as before after coaxing him well.

"Why, not happy?" Seeing his hesitation, Ying Yang frowned dissatisfiedly.

"No, you...you don't usually live here, do you?" Cheng Mo thought that the family didn't even have the basic food, rice, oil and salt. Even if Ying Yang came back occasionally, he would probably make a hard-boiled egg just like himself. It's easy to guess It turns out that he actually lives elsewhere.

"Well, but if you want to live, I will definitely move back."

"Then where did you live?" It doesn't matter if it's smaller than here, if Ying Yang doesn't mind and the location is suitable for work, he can move there.

Unexpectedly, Ying Yang showed hesitation on his face: "..."

Cheng Mo rarely saw a similar expression on his face: "Is it convenient to say?"

"No, just, just a nightclub."

"..."

Without waiting for Cheng Mo to ask, Ying Yang hurriedly explained: "That's where I work and live in the dormitory."

Cheng Mo touched his nose: "Oh."

Mainly, he didn't think much about it, it seemed that Ying Yang was coaxing him.

"Cough." Realizing that he was overly nervous and a bit contrary to his original intention, Ying Yang coughed lightly, pretending to be impatient, "Just say whether you want it or not!"

"Yes." Cheng Mo wished for a room like this to be used as a study. How could he refuse without knowing what is right? There are two such big tables, and there are rows of bookcases against the wall here, and the carpet is covered under it, so thick that you won't feel cold even if you step on it with bare feet..."

Ying Yang patiently listened to his ideas, nodding in agreement from time to time, and secretly wrote down.

After talking about the study, I went to the atrium, which seemed to be of no use.

Cheng Mo saw that Ying Yang had entrusted himself with all the arrangements, and felt sore and warm in his heart for a moment, and after thinking about it for a while, he said: "If you don't want this place, why don't you leave it to Eggy as a Its activity area? It can get the sun here, just right."

"Okay, you can do whatever you want."

"Buy a giant cat climbing frame, wrap it around flower vines, make it look like a tree house, it will love it!"

The more Cheng Mo thought about it, the more excited he became.As for the purchase money, he is ready to pay for it out of his own pocket.

He plans to continue renting in the old town, and consider whether to renew after the lease expires. However, the water and electricity can be stopped, which can save a lot of money.

Save a little money, spend a lot of money, just treat it as a discount.

Eggy didn't realize that she had an extra playground for no reason, and followed the two of them upstairs as usual.Ying Yang pushed open the closed door, revealing the sun-drenched rooftop to Cheng Mo's eyes.

"Nothing was done on it."

Seeing an open space of more than two hundred square meters, Cheng Mo was not disappointed, and even soon had an idea: "We can build a hanging garden here, and it's okay to grow some melons and fruits. First, I can eat it myself, and second, I can't eat it downstairs." too hot."

"It wasn't too hot downstairs."

"That's because the air conditioner is turned on..." Cheng Mo glanced at him helplessly, "Soil insulation is designed by many people in this way, it is to be waterproof, so that after finishing it, maybe there is no need to waste so much electricity during the day gone."

Ying Yang was quite indifferent, shrugging his shoulders: "The electricity bill is not high, not much."

"It's not all about money," Cheng Mo emphasized, "It's about environmental protection! Do you understand environmental protection?"

"I understand, I understand, I listen to you."

Cheng Mo has never seen him so easy to talk, thinking about it, gradually blushing.

In order to prevent Ying Yang from being aware of it, Cheng Mo turned away in embarrassment, and brought his attention back to the main task: "What's inside, let's build a sun room here, and you can come up to blow some air and get some air if you have nothing to do. I also bought a barbecue grill, and I can invite friends over to play together during the festival..."

The author has something to say: live a rich life! ! ! (Although the first meal was pitiful and I ate the eggs...but you are cute and say it is sweet or not! Is it sweet?!!!