Can't beat the list

Chapter 20 #Cousin Cousin#

There are very few ingredients in the refrigerator at home. Luo Yao has never had the habit of paying for housekeeping aunts to clean up, and it is even more impossible for someone to fill the refrigerator with fresh vegetables after he returns from filming.So there are only a few bottles of mineral water and a few bags of green onions, ginger and garlic in his refrigerator.

Luo Yao still ordered takeaway, because the only noodles left at home were almost used up when making scallion oil noodles last time. After nearly a month, the remaining small handful of noodles has also expired.

After placing the order, he slumped on the sofa, swiping his phone, thinking whether he should go to the supermarket to buy a mandarin fish tomorrow Chinese New Year's Eve.

The takeaway came quickly, and it seemed that the delivery guy was also in a hurry to finish the order and go home to rest and prepare for tomorrow's New Year's Eve.

Luo Yao put the box of beef ramen on the dining table. The noodles and soup were bagged separately, but even so, the noodles seemed to be a bit lumpy.When he ordered, he didn't ask for disposable tableware. He just took a pair of chopsticks from the kitchen and rinsed them briefly, then sat down at the dining table, mechanically stirring the noodles in the bowl while looking at his mobile phone.

In fact, there was no news on the phone at all, but he just kept scrolling through the WeChat chat box repeatedly, hoping that someone would jump out and talk to him.

The beef in the ramen is sliced ​​very thinly, and a piece of beef may not be as thick as a piece of sirloin. Luo Yao sandwiches the beef into the noodle soup to soak, puts down the phone and picks up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and puts it in his mouth.

It was at this time that the mobile phone placed on the dining table vibrated a few times, the screen lit up, and several WeChat messages popped up.

Luo Yao put down his chopsticks and picked up his phone. It was a message from Zhang Chengyan:

——Tomorrow, we will have dinner at our house during the Chinese New Year.

He froze.Zhang Chengyan's mother is his aunt, who has taken care of him a lot since he was a child. When he was studying, as long as Luo Chuanhai couldn't make it back during the holidays, Luo Yuelin would take him home for dinner, so Luo Yao sometimes felt a little nervous. I can't tell whose child I am.

He picked up the phone, paused his fingers on the screen for a few seconds, and typed two words:

--OK.

Luo Yao put down his phone and continued to eat noodles, but Zhang Chengyan sent another message soon:

——There will be many people at the dinner table tomorrow, you have seen them.

Luo Yao almost choked to death with a mouthful of noodles, his brain began to function crazily, trying to think of those people he had seen around his cousin in recent years, and then eliminated the targets one by one, and successfully locked on one.

The right corner of his mouth raised a 45° smile, and his fingers were flying on the keyboard:

—Is that the librarian?

Zhang Chengyan didn't answer him.

Luo Yao rubbed his chin, opened his mouth and bit off half of the tea egg, then picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup.

Luo Yao got up early the next day, went shopping in the supermarket, took a mandarin fish and a box of nuts, pulled up the mask, and rang the doorbell of Zhang's villa.

It was Luo Yuelin who came to open the door. She was not young, she was over half a century old, but the influence of poetry and books she had received since she was a child and the experience of adulthood left a deep imprint on her, which made her reveal an even more different The beauty comes.

Luo Yuelin took the mandarin fish and nuts from his hands, and the wrinkles at the end of his eyes piled up: "You have brought these two things since you were a child, you have been like a day for more than ten years."

Luo Yao bent down to change his shoes and entered the door, while smiling with eyebrows bent, he looked exactly like Luo Yuelin: "Thank you, aunt, for your compliment."

After entering the villa and passing the entrance, there is the living room. Luo Yao saw a young man in a white sweater sitting on the sofa neatly, with his hands on his knees, looking at a loss.

Zhang Chengyan came out of the kitchen with the washed fruit. Luo Yao looked at him, raised his eyebrows at him, and pouted at the young man sitting on the sofa.

But the other party passed the plate of fruit in front of him as if he didn't understand: "Eat small tomatoes?"

"Shouldn't you give it to my sister-in-law first?" Luo Yao took the fruit plate, dropped a small tomato and bit it, but said loudly and vaguely.

Zhang Chengyan picked a bright red and plump strawberry from the fruit plate, walked to He Shu, handed the strawberry to the latter's mouth, and leaned down to peck his lips: "He doesn't eat small tomatoes, he eats strawberries .”

Luo Yao: ... Vomit!

So Luo Yao picked up a small tomato and threw it into his mouth, carrying the fruit plate, swaggered to the single sofa beside Zhang Chengyan and sat down, Bafeng looked at the two hugging people in front of him without moving.

He Shu's hair was cut short and looked very refreshing. He was pecked off by Zhang Chengyan just now, and now he blushed uncomfortably, looking like an innocent boy.

Luo Yao frowned and thought for a while, then looked at He Shu's watery eyes: "He...Shu?"

He Shu's eyes lit up, and he looked up at Luo Yao: "Do you still remember my name?"

Luo Yao smiled: "Of course you have to remember the name of the little sister-in-law, after all, my brother only showed you to me."

"Luo Yao." He Shu poked his head slightly, his eyes passed Zhang Chengyan and landed on him, his face turned even redder, "I didn't dare to say that I was your idol when we met last time! No, no, it's me, your fan." !"

"Thank you." This was the first time Luo Yao met a fan in his ordinary life, and he was a little at a loss, so he pointed the finger at Zhang Chengyan, "Brother, will you be jealous of me?"

Zhang Chengyan picked out a strawberry and bit half of it, then nodded thoughtfully: "It's quite a bit."

Luo Yao looked back at Luo Yuelin, who was busy in the kitchen, and then at He Shu, who sat beside Zhang Chengyan in an orderly manner.

He knew that, compared with Luo Chuanhai, his aunt had always been a conservative person, and had had a big fight with Zhang Chengyan because he came out of the closet, forcing Zhang Chengyan to not go home for the New Year for several years.He didn't know how their mother and son reconciled, nor did he know how Zhang Chengyan got Luo Yuelin to accept He Shu, but so far, they seemed to be living a good life, except that He Shu seemed very nervous.

"Did you say something to your uncle yesterday?" Zhang Chengyan put his arm around He Shu's shoulder and began to bombard Luo Yao with gossip.

Thinking of the phone call in the car yesterday, Luo Yao seemed a little guilty for some reason: "No."

"Don't worry, my mother won't say anything about you, and my uncle didn't say anything to us when he called yesterday." Zhang Chengyan raised his hand and pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "But he seems to have no words at all. Are you talking about dating?"

Luo Yao almost choked on his own saliva.

What did his father and aunt mean by saying this?Is it to get rid of my aunt, or to pretend to be a nice guy in front of him, and actually want to use my aunt's hand to brainwash him?

"My mother won't unpack you." Zhang Chengyan watched Luo Yao standing up stiffly and squatting beside the box of nuts to unpack, "You don't know who uncle is, he's here to show off to my mother."

Luo Yao didn't speak, just took a bag of fragrant melon seeds and threw it in front of Zhang Chengyan, and took a bag of pistachios for himself.

Zhang Chengyan tore open the package and grabbed a handful of melon seeds, put them to his mouth like gossiping grandpas and aunts in the neighborhood, and started to nibble: "Your boyfriend, is he the one who was always mentioned in the hot searches a while ago?"

Luo Yao dug the pistachio out of the shell, did not deny it, and hummed lightly.

"Is he older than you?" Zhang Chengyan, who joined the ranks of the elderly before he was old, threw the melon seed shells into the trash can. "I think he is 32 years old."

Luo Yao raised his forehead: "Brother, can you stop messing with the aunt in the neighborhood?"

He Shu lowered his head, couldn't help shaking his laughter, suppressed his smile and grabbed a handful of melon seeds.

But Zhang Chengyan does not intend to give up gossip. He has been working in the bank for several years, and he has long been assimilated with old men and aunts from all walks of life. He's up there?"

Luo Yao picked up the handful of pistachio shells on the coffee table, grabbed them and threw them on Zhang Chengyan's face.

He Shu threw the melon seed husks into the trash can, raised his eyelids and looked at him hesitantly, then said weakly: "I also want to know about this question."

Luo Yao: I have never lived such a speechless year.

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Zhang Chengyan and He Shu are linked characters in another article (but the book is not finished)

Then come to accept the baptism of relatives during the Chinese New Year!