pick up light

With the TV and the phone call with Fang Jiayu in the morning, it is obvious that Yin Cheng will have a much happier life today.

His eyes lit up while watching the cooks on the TV, and he remembered how Fang Jiayu was busy in the kitchen before.

He moved his fingers, but decided to wait until Fang Jiayu came home before going to the kitchen. Afterwards, Yin Cheng took out the paper and notes from under the coffee table, and began to watch the cooking show seriously.

At night, as soon as Fang Jiayu opened the door, he heard Yin Cheng's footsteps. The man ran out barefoot, wearing only a thin sweater. Curled up from the cold.

Fang Jiayu hurried into the entrance, closed the door, and said disapprovingly, "Why are you wearing such thin clothes while wearing bare feet?"

Yin Cheng looked at his feet, "Forget, forgot."

Fang Jiayu tapped his head with his fingers, "If you catch a cold again, you have to go to the hospital."

"No next time, it won't happen." Yin Cheng moved his feet and looked at Fang Jiayu foolishly.

"Come in." Fang Jiayu just came back from the outside, still feeling a little cold, he deliberately reached out and touched Yin Cheng's cheek, "Is it cold?"

Yin Cheng smiled foolishly, then quickly took a step back, "It's cold, it's killing me." Then he ran into the living room again.

He ran into the living room and took out the little note he wrote in the afternoon.

"Want to go out for dinner? Go out and buy some clothes later." Fang Jiayu said suddenly.

Yin Cheng was looking at the content on the note, and raised his head to look at Fang Jiayu after hearing Fang Jiayu's words, "Ah? But..."

Fang Jiayu smiled, "But what?"

"But me, I still want to learn how to cook." Yin Cheng lowered his head and looked at the note in his hand, which carefully wrote the methods taught in the program.

He was a little interested after watching the show today, but he was afraid that he would cause trouble, so he planned to wait until Fang Jiayu came home to try again.

Fang Jiayu was a little surprised, but quickly came up with a solution: "Then let's go out to buy some things first, and then cook when we come back, shall we?"

He straightened Yin Cheng's clothes, and said with a smile, "I can't let you keep wearing my old clothes."

Yin Cheng faltered, Fang Jiayu gently scratched his hair, "It won't cost me a lot of money, you don't need to worry about this kind of thing."

"When the time comes, I will stop by and buy some vegetables, and then we will go home and cook together."

Yin Cheng thought for a while, "Then, if I learn it later, I'll give it to you, make you lunch."

"Okay, then I will be contracted by you for my lunch in the future."

Yin Cheng received Fang Jiayu's response, and quickly packed up his things and followed Fang Jiayu out. Before going out, he looked back at the coffee table, as if he felt that there was something he forgot to tell Fang Jiayu, but then he Being led into the garage by Fang Jiayu, Yin Cheng was in a daze, thinking, it should be nothing, and he will talk to Fang Jiayu when he thinks about it.

Fang Jiayu still wants Yin Cheng to get in touch with the outside world more. When he learns how to cook, he has acquired a skill, and he can also let him go shopping alone in the future and communicate with strangers more.

Staying at home all the time is not a good thing.

Fang Jiayu took people to the mall, and the two went straight to the sports store to buy shoes. Yin Cheng always stayed at home and did not go out. Fang Jiayu also forgot to buy him going out shoes for a while, so he had to let him wear slippers. Out.

"Why are your feet so small?" Fang Jiayu looked at Yin Cheng's feet, and compared the heights of the two of them, "It's obviously not that much shorter."

Yin Cheng felt a little uncomfortable, "I, I don't know either."

Yin Cheng said again: "I, I can't wear your shoes, or else, just wear slippers."

"Okay, then go to the mall to buy a pair of shoes." Fang Jiayu nodded.

Yin Cheng was a little anxious, "No, no, I, I don't need to buy it."

"Then it's impossible for you not to go out, right? Little fool." Fang Jiayu smiled, "I know both shoes and clothes, which are necessities."

"Don't worry about such a little money, the conditions at home are not so bad."

"Just wear your slippers first, anyway, you won't be freezing when you drive later."

"Welcome, Mr. Fang." The shopping guide in the store walked up to greet him enthusiastically.

Yin Cheng's footsteps paused, then slowly moved to behind Fang Jiayu, and quietly grabbed Fang Jiayu's clothes corner with his hand.

Fang Jiayu smiled at the shopping guide lady, and pulled Yin Cheng out slightly behind him, "Hi, please help me choose a pair of shoes that suit him."

"Okay." The shopping guide looked at Yin Cheng behind him again, "Hi sir, please come with me."

Yin Cheng nodded, but he still couldn't take that step. He looked at Fang Jiayu beside him with timidity in his eyes.

Fang Jiayu patted him on the shoulder, "I'll go with you, don't be afraid."

"I know, I know."

Fang Jiayu found that Yin Cheng didn't have any requirements for shoes. Whenever the shopping guide had a recommended shoe, he looked up at Fang Jiayu and asked with his eyes.

Fang Jiayu will answer his opinion, if Fang Jiayu likes it, then Yin Cheng will definitely try it on obediently, if he thinks it doesn't look good, Yin Cheng will stammer and reject the shopping guide.

"This pair is not bad, you can try it." Fang Jiayu pointed to a pair of shoes next to him, "Do you want to try it?"

Yin Cheng looked at it, then nodded in a daze.

Then the shopping guide brought the shoes in front of them, and when he was about to change Yin Cheng's shoes, Fang Jiayu stopped her.

"Let me do it." Fang Jiayu squatted on the ground, holding the shoes in his hands.

Yin Cheng hid his feet, "I, I will do it myself."

Fang Jiayu didn't insist either, so he got up and handed the shoes to him, "Be careful of the injury on your feet."

The frostbite on Yin Cheng's feet has not healed yet.

"Okay, I know, I know." Yin Cheng nodded.

Coming out of the shoe store, Yin Cheng still had an uncomfortable expression on his face. He clearly agreed that only one pair of shoes would be enough, but he was coaxed into buying a lot.

He must have spent Fang Jiayu a lot of money.

Just after he came out of the shoe store, he was brought into the clothing store by Fang Jiayu.

Fang Jiayu's purpose is very clear, "Please help him to see some down jackets and coats, and choose some sweaters."

Then Yin Cheng was like a ruthless fitting machine, dizzy and dazed by Fang Jiayu and the shopping guide lady.

He felt that every piece of clothing that Fang Jiayu chose for him was good-looking, but he didn't want to buy so many, so he had to imitate Fang Jiayu's posture in a decent manner, and waved to the shopping guide lady, "Enough, enough ,I do not need it anymore."

"Thank you." Yin Cheng leaned tightly beside Fang Jiayu, and said timidly.

The shopping guide naturally could tell which of the two of them had the right words, so she gave Yin Cheng the clothes again, "Mr. Fang asked you to try it, this dress is very white."

Yin Cheng couldn't hear the compliment in her words, and when he was about to refuse, he heard the shopping guide lady say, "Are you Mr. Fang's younger brother? You look so cute."

"You are indeed two brothers, you both look so good-looking."

Yin Cheng paused, bit his lip, and touched the dress again, "Well, let me try."

After shopping for clothes, Fang Jiayu rubbed his hair, "Go, go shopping, and then go home and teach you how to cook."

Yin Cheng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he followed Fang Jiayu to the supermarket.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Fang Jiayu pushed the trolley and looked at the dishes on the shelves.

Yin Cheng looked at it, then shook his head again, "No, I didn't think about it."

"Then how can I teach you?" Fang Jiayu smiled, "Is there anything you want to learn?"

"Ma Po, Mapo Tofu." Yin Cheng recalled what was on the TV, and he remembered that the people inside made this dish.

Then the two bought some tofu, and then Fang Jiayu took him to choose some ribs, and taught him some methods of choosing meat, "I'll let you try someday when I have a chance."

"Sir, your things are ready." The staff of the mall handed them the ribs.

Yin Cheng nodded, took the ribs, and then he remembered what Fang Jiayu had said to him before, and said to the shop staff who sold the ribs, "Thank you, thank you."

The two walked around again, Fang Jiayu bought him some snacks, and then planned to go home with big bags and small bags.

As a result, the two of them passed by a cake shop when they were going to take the elevator. Yin Cheng looked at the cake in the cupboard and suddenly couldn't move his feet. Some surprised.

"Do you like this?" Fang Jiayu led Yin Cheng into the shop.

Yin Cheng nodded, "Hi, I like it."

Fang Jiayu took a box and signaled him with his eyes, "Do you like this flavor?"

Yin Cheng nodded, this is his favorite cake, and Fang Jiayu was sure of it as soon as he got it.

Fang Jiayu laughed softly when he saw his reaction. Coincidentally, he also liked buying this cake a while ago.

It's just that he wasn't a sweet eater in the first place, and he seldom finished it after he bought it. He only ate one or two yuan at most. Later, Fang Jiayu knew that his actions were wasteful, so he restrained his urge to buy.

Buying cakes is like a habit he used to have, and he can't change it for a while, but he didn't expect to meet Yin Cheng who likes to eat this cake, even the taste is the same.

He reached out to straighten Yin Cheng's collar, "Let's go, go home." After speaking, Fang Jiayu took a few more boxes.

Yin Cheng followed behind him and swallowed quietly, then followed Fang Jiayu back home obediently.

"Be careful when cooking, don't get burned." Fang Jiayu put an apron on him, and then took out the ipad to display the cooking tutorial.

Yin Cheng nodded obediently, then took out the vegetables in the bag, "I, I'll wash them first, wash them."

Standing behind Yin Cheng, he taught him how to hold a knife, and led Yin Cheng to cut tomatoes one by one, "Bend your fingers a little, so that it's not easy to cut your hands."

Yin Cheng nodded, and then tried to handle the vegetables bit by bit.Fang Jiayu watched from the side while directing his movements.

Unexpectedly, Yin Cheng showed some talent in this area.

He didn't hurt himself or scald himself, and even figured out the oven and microwave oven a lot, but Fang Jiayu seemed to be much more comfortable when he was cooking for the first time, and he seemed to be able to cook well. Kind of.

It was the first time to cook, and Yin Cheng's dishes tasted pretty good. He looked at Fang Jiayu nervously, "Why, how is it?"

"Okay, is it delicious?" He looked at Fang Jiayu eagerly, his eyes full of expectation.

The author says:

Yin Cheng: Okay, is it delicious?