A bowl of sweet soup

Chapter 72 Bowl 3 19

Meng Tianyou ran away after throwing down a sentence, leaving Tang Yuan to think for a while.

He always thinks that he is not short of love.

Because he has a good big brother.

He looked through all the clothes in the closet, from spring to winter, from ties to belts, everything was available, and they were all matched in sets.

However, Meng Tianyou didn't give it to him before, but secretly prepared everything.

He smelled it, and there was a fragrance in the closet.

Clothes are stained with a faint fragrance.

So fragrant.

Tang Yuan chose a suit of clothes and changed after taking a shower.

The dinner made by Meng Tianyou is also ready.

Recently, when Meng Tianyou is free, he cooks a meal by following the recipes he found on the Internet, and arranges the dishes delicately and pretentiously, just waiting for Tang Yuan to show off his skills when he comes to his house.

He was very interested when he thought that he was feeding soup yuan.

After living for 30 years, he discovered that he is quite talented in culinary skills, and he feels like opening up a new world, which is quite a sense of accomplishment.

Tang Yuan's hair was half-dry, and he came out wearing clean clothes, and went to Meng Tianyou's open kitchen to take a look around.

I found that I bought a lot of new knives and plates, as well as a lot of gaudy kitchen gadgets, and the small cooking notes on the refrigerator are also very serious.

For example, the kitchen knife that Meng Tianyou is holding now has Damascus steel patterns on it. Tang Yuan knows that it is expensive without even checking the price.

Tang Yuan inexplicably remembered a sentence: Poor students have a lot of stationery.

After eating the meal made by Meng Tianyou.

Tang Yuan changed his mind in his heart: Well, he is not considered a poor student, and he did much better than him.

Tang Yuan practically praised Meng Tianyou's cooking skills.

Meng Tianyou snorted: "Although I don't cook much, how difficult is it to cook? Tell me what you want to eat next time, and I'll cook for you after learning."

Tang Yuan said: "Isn't it a waste of time for you?" He frowned, "For me, I think cooking is really a waste of time. Cooking a meal, even if it is a bit sloppy, starts from the beginning. It takes at least an hour to finish the meal and wash the dishes, and if it is more precise, it will take two hours."

Meng Tianyou thought the same way before, and he said, "I'll do it when I have time."

He finds cooking quite relaxing.

His family is relatively complicated. In his memory, his mother has never cooked him a single meal, let alone his grandfather.

Since he was three years old, he has been educated by a highly educated nanny. To be precise, it should be regarded as a private tutor. In middle school, he spent far more time with his teachers than his mother.

I vaguely remember that when he was seven or eight years old, he had a female teacher he liked very much, surnamed Ding. Teacher Ding loved him sincerely, and he almost regarded her as half a mother.

After entering high school, he was sent to study in a full boarding school abroad, and the family atmosphere at home was really weak.

Sometimes, he felt that his mother and grandpa wanted to get close to him.

It's a pity that they have no talent in this area, and they don't have time. Day by day, in the blink of an eye, a lifetime passes by.

Children are unreasonable.

When he was young, he was more stubborn than now, and he couldn't get close to his mother, and he simply didn't get close.During the days when Mr. Ding was sent away, out of anger, he didn't say a word to his mother.

Later, one night, when he got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, he heard a woman crying.

He leaned behind the wall and saw his mother sitting in the large living room with no lights on, sobbing softly while drinking, completely lacking the strong, resolute and fearless appearance of a strong woman in normal times.

It turned out that my mother would cry too.

Meng Tianyou thought when he was young.

He looked at it for a long time, but in the end he still didn't dare to go out.

Because in normal times, if you do this, you will definitely be severely scolded by your mother.

He was so young then, but already vaguely sympathized with his mother's pride.He thought, if it were him, he would definitely not want to be found in a disgraceful appearance.

So he just walked back to his room barefoot and silently.

Then the next morning, I took the initiative to hold my mother's hand, and it was considered a reconciliation.

Recently, I don't know why, but I dreamed about this thing again.

It's just that he suddenly thought.

If his mother is still alive, he can cook this meal for her, and bring soup yuan for her to meet.

Although there is no reason, he just thinks that his mother will not hate Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan lay down under the blanket.

Clean, warm and comfortable.

Before going to bed, Meng Tianyou also gave him a cup of hot milk, and half-jokingly said: "Drink more milk, maybe you can grow taller."

Tang Yuan refused to drink, saying: "I'm lactose intolerant, so I don't drink milk."

Meng Tianyou patted his head: "Then I will buy you a box of lactase next time, and you can eat it with it. If you don't hurry up and grow a few centimeters taller now, in a few years, you will really be a little dwarf forever." .”

Tang Yuan doesn't care much about height, but if he can grow taller, it's a good thing.

He pondered over this situation, and felt that Meng Tianyou didn't seem to pursue him as a boyfriend, but rather raised a child.

He stopped thinking of himself as a child a long time ago.

He went to school with someone at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and at that time he claimed to be a spiritual adult.

Compared with the second brother, the eldest brother certainly dotes on him more.

But after all, the elder brother is busy with his livelihood and has his own private life, so he certainly cannot enjoy the kind of pampering that other people's youngest sons have when they eat every meal.

In the past, he was asked angrily by the neighbor's children in the second stage: "You are not reborn, are you? Tang Yuan."

"Actually, your body contains the soul of an adult?"

Tang Yuan was quite speechless.

No one thought of him as a naive kid when he was a kid.

Now that he has grown up, he is treated like a child by Meng Tianyou.

How to describe his mood?

In short... definitely not annoying.

Meng Tianyou stroked his forehead again, and said calmly, "Go to bed, I'll go to the living room to sleep."

Tang Yuan moved to the side, lying on half of the bed, and said, "Uncle Meng, sit down, let's talk."

Tang Yuan himself didn't realize how attached and soft his eyes were.

Meng Tianyou's heart softened after being glanced at. He sat down outside the quilt and asked, "What are you talking about?"

I also look forward to whether I will say that I like him or something.

Tang Yuan: "I still want to tell you about my brother."

"I haven't told you in detail before."

Tang Yuan told Meng Tianyou many details one after the other, and asked Meng Tianyou to analyze it after finishing speaking.

Meng Tianyou was beating drums in his heart, what was he analyzing?He never talked about love.But he still analyzed logically and said: "I think, they must be in love."

Tang Yuan echoed: "Oh, I think so too."

Meng Tianyou smiled: "Why are you sighing?"

Tang Yuan: "I just think of my brother who has been in the cabinet for so many years and dare not tell us. It's so pitiful."

As Tang Yuan spoke, his eyes turned red.

Meng Tianyou suddenly felt a little sour: "Why, do you like your elder brother so much?"

"I've come to my senses now. In the past, you often talked about your elder brother, and many things you said were actually referring to your elder brother."

"Of course I like my elder brother." Tang Yuan sniffed and said, "You don't know, after my father passed away, my elder brother could have gone to school, so he stayed at home to support me and my second brother."

"His life has changed because of us. I know I'm sorry for him. If it weren't for our two oily brothers, he might be able to live a better life."

The atmosphere is a bit sentimental.

Tang Yuan waited for Uncle Meng to comfort him, but he heard Meng Tianyou joked at him and said, "Oh, you are such a little brother."

"Dare you tell me on New Year's Day that a person who alienates his brothers and sisters after having someone he likes is actually jealous of your brother ignoring you after falling in love?"

Tang Yuan retorted: "I didn't completely ignore me."

"It's just not as good to me as before."

Tang Yuan said: "My brother used to knit sweaters for me every winter, but this year he didn't. Today he made a patchwork tapestry for Ji Wei and said he had no other time. I'm so old, it's hard for me to be with a child." Just ask him for it."

Meng Tianyou said straightforwardly, "I'll do it for you."

He put one hand on the bed, leaned down, got closer, and said, "You can beg me like a child. Okay? Little soup yuan."

The hot breath brushed Tang Yuan's cheeks vaguely, and his heart beat suddenly.

He forgot to blink, waiting for Meng Tianyou's next words.

Meng Tianyou looked at him with a half-smile, and asked, "Did your brother take you out to play when you were young?"

Tang Yuan thought for a while and said, "It's very expensive to go out and play. I haven't gone out to play much. Is it considered fun to go to the small park near my home?"

He remembered something and said: "When I was young, the teacher said that I wanted to write a composition about going to the zoo. I thought the tickets to the zoo were too expensive, so I lied to my second brother that the pet store was a zoo, and took him to the pet store for free. , I went back and wrote the composition. My second brother is so stupid, he still believed it. Haha."

When he said that he lied to others, he was confident and proud.

Meng Tianyou: "Why are you so bad?"

Tang Yuan: "I went there later when I had money, but I didn't have the mood to go."

Meng Tianyou gradually suppressed his smile, and loved him extremely: "I will accompany you in the future, okay?"

Tang Yuan was embarrassed: "No, it's too childish."

"How childish? I see your eyes are shining, and you still want to go. Why can't adults play? And is childish a derogatory term?" Meng Tianyou said, "I'll take you there, to the amusement park. , to the zoo, I will take you wherever you want to go."

"Xiao Yuan, from now on you don't have to pretend to be good with Uncle Meng. It doesn't matter if you are a bad boy or a wayward kid."

Tang Yuan didn't agree, but there was a tiny flickering light in his eyes, like a soft dream of a moonlight, which made people want to get closer and peep closer.

Meng Tianyou fell down unknowingly.

Tang Yuan remained motionless, looking at him without fear or shyness.

Meng Tianyou felt that his soul was being pulled by an invisible silk thread, and the other end was between Tang Yuan's fingers, tightly clenched, pulling him over.

Meng Tianyou lowered his eyelashes, looking at Tang Yuan's soft lips.

The clamoring heartbeat seemed to urge him, everything was so involuntary.

He kissed it carefully and tenderly.

So dear.

Even more intimate than he imagined.

What to pursue after two years.The infatuated Meng Tianyou couldn't remember at all.

The first kiss was soft.

It's just a touch of the lips and they are separated.

Meng Tianyou anxiously watched Tang Yuan's reaction.

Tang Yuan wasn't surprised or disgusted, he didn't say a word, he just looked back at him with a kind of obedient and liking eyes.

Meng Tianyou felt his heart was about to explode.