Difficult

Chapter 22

Ye Zhen not only drank sweet soy milk, but also dried five big sesame cakes in one go. He was full and in a good mood, and rode his motorcycle up the mountain.

After sending Ye Zhen away, Tang Jielin was alone in the kitchen in a daze. Ye Zhen didn't seem to be affected by what happened last night.

Not only did Ye Zhen not sleep well last night, but Tang Jielin was also lying on the bed and could not sleep. After releasing his passion, he suddenly became dull, and his mind would think a lot uncontrollably. He felt that he should not do this. These emotions are intertwined, and it is almost chaotic.

It seems that the only one who is troubled is myself.

As for Ye Zhen, he doesn't think too much, the less he thinks, the less troubles he has, he doesn't think about the impact, he does whatever he wants, probably with a playful attitude.

Thinking about it this way, Tang Jielin's psychological burden is not so heavy, but what followed was repressed melancholy. He didn't want to do this, just like Aran back then, knowing that the other party was just playing, but couldn't help but sink into the swamp among.

The WeChat notification interrupted Tang Jielin's thoughts. He took out his phone and saw that it was a message from Ye Zhen.

"I'm leaving, so you can go back to sleep." A punching and kicking emoji is also attached below.

In fact, the two of them had no contact information for a long time, mainly because Ye Zhen didn't want to have too much communication with him, so the "meaningless and life-like" conversation like the one now is really commendable.

Ye Zhen wanted to send a message to Tang Jielin. From the moment he left the building, he didn't know how to find a topic. He thought about it against the wind, and then he held back this message and sent it to Tang Jielin.

That emoji looks like Ye Zhen himself, blah, put the hammer on his mouth all day long, and I haven't seen him really hit anyone.

Tang Jielin leaned against the stove and gave Ye Zhen a pillow expression.

Looking at the pillow emoji that came with the phone, Ye Zhen snorted twice, and secretly said: Old man, he doesn't even have an emoji pack.

Ye Zhen can be regarded as a mouthful of poisonous milk, Tang Jielin not only did not sleep well enough to return to the cage, but also found something for himself to do, helping the old lady of the landlady to build the wall.

Tang Jielin's work was not in vain all morning. The old lady from the landlady gave him a big bag of fresh corn. He peeled the corn, took the corn kernels to the small shop in front of him, and made a paste. He cooked a big pot of corn paste.

Now that the weather is hot, everyone's appetite is not very good, this stuff is easy to eat.

It's a pity that Ye Zhen didn't make it in time for lunch, he didn't arrive until everyone had finished eating, the others had already left the table, and only Tang Jielin was waiting for him.

"Why is the weather getting hotter and hotter? It's so hot that I can't eat anymore."

Ye Zhen washed his face and walked to the kitchen, uncovered the stove cover, the leftover meals were packed in small bowls, Tang Jielin always prepared the meals for him before everyone moved their chopsticks, he almost I didn't eat much leftovers.

The big bowl of golden corn paste came into view, and Ye Zhen's gaze was immediately attracted. He picked it up and took a sip, it was sweet.

"I read from the weather forecast that it won't rain in the near future, and it will be hot for a while." As a cook, Tang Jielin is very sensitive to other people's tastes, and Ye Zhen likes sweet things very much. He will eat more food.

He can't solve it by himself, but the food can still satisfy Ye Zhen.

Tang Jielin turned on the fire, poured oil on the pan, and took out the corn paste from the freezer.

"What are you doing?" The weather was already hot enough, Ye Zhen felt like he was going to burn when he heard the sound of firing.

After the oil was cooked, Tang Jielin spread the corn paste into pancakes, "I can't eat anything else, so I'll fry some corn pancakes for you, sweet ones."

In today's temperature, working in the kitchen is also very challenging. When the fire was turned on, Tang Jielin just stood by without doing anything, and Tang Jielin's sweat flowed down his temples.

As for himself, he likes to yell, Tang Jielin doesn't say a word, but he is also very hot, if he comes back later, Tang Jielin will have to open fire twice, which is very troublesome.

"Why don't you do it, it's very hot, I'll just take a bite."

Tang Jielin was so engrossed in the pot that he didn't even raise his head, "You feel like you can't eat any more, and you're hungry when you go to the construction site in the afternoon, and the corn paste can't be kept for too long, things tend to spoil now."

"Oh..." Ye Zhen's voice was overshadowed by the sizzling oil, he felt that he probably had something wrong with his brain, otherwise why would he like Tang Jielin nagging him about these things?

The tortillas spread out were delicious and sweet, Ye Zhen ate them up, and by the way swept all the food on the table into his stomach, eating whatever he wanted, not wasting food, and not wasting Tang Jielin's energy.

After dinner, there was still a pile of bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen waiting for Tang Jielin to wash, Ye Zhen didn't want to go upstairs, he wanted to wait for Tang Jielin in the kitchen like a dog skin plaster.

Tang Jielin thought he was in the way, but actually urged him to go upstairs to take a nap, Ye Zhen could only reluctantly go upstairs.

The first thing you do when you enter the room is to turn on the air conditioner. After a while, the temperature in the room drops. In summer, the air conditioner takes half of your life.

Ye Zhen found a comfortable position and leaned on the bed. Just as he closed his eyes, he suddenly remembered that Tang Jielin was still downstairs washing the dishes.

Tang Jielin was quite able to endure it, and he probably wouldn't talk about the heat, he just resisted it.

Ye Zhen, who was a little sleepy at first, didn't want to sleep all of a sudden. He took the mobile phone next to the pillow and opened a certain shopping app.

The kitchen floor is relatively low, the lighting is not good, and there is not much ventilation. In Ye Zhen's impression, the only socket is still in the corner. If you want to use an electric fan, you have to choose a place that does not take up too much space and is not affected by the socket. type.

Ye Zhen searched for small electric fans, and now there are a lot of shops, all kinds of them, and the small desktop electric fan for charging is the most suitable.

It's just that Fan Zi helped Ye Zhen prepare this kind of daily necessities before, so Ye Zhen was faced with so many choices at once, and he didn't know which one to choose.

He picked two styles he liked and sent them to Cheng Gang, "Which one looks better?"

Cheng Gang took a look at the link sent by Ye Zhen. In his eyes, a small electric fan is a very tasteless thing, and when they buy an electric fan, who will make a picture of it? It’s not the kind with high horsepower that can blow him away most.

"Why do you buy this kind of fan? It's not practical at all. Buy a big floor fan."

How fucking rude, talking to Cheng Gang is like playing the piano to a cow, Ye Zhen replied: "Then the kitchen is so big, there is no place to put it."

"You bought it for the kitchen?" Cheng Gang vaguely felt that something was wrong, Ye Zhen's ten fingers were not in the sun, when did he see him in the kitchen, "Who the hell did you buy it for?"

Ye Zhen didn't answer directly. If Gangzi knew that he was buying for Tang Jielin, he would have to babble for a long time, "It's really hard to talk to you. If I ask you which one looks better, just answer it. There are a lot of ramblings. .”

He didn't bother to care about what Cheng just said. He chose a white desktop fan with high rechargeable battery life. If he placed an order today, it would arrive in about five or six days.

Cheng Gang posted a series of short essays, but he didn't see Ye Zhen's reply. He was anxious, so he called Ye Zhen directly.

Ye Zhen didn't want to pick it up at first, but he already bought an electric fan anyway, "Hello? What are you doing? I'm going to take a nap right away."

"You wouldn't buy it for that homosexual, would you?" Cheng Gang is not a fool, who can be in the kitchen all day, except Tang Jielin.

"So what?"

"Damn it!" Cheng Gang scolded his mother, fearing that the effect would be bad, he immediately covered the microphone and lowered his voice, "What the hell are you thinking? Damn, why are you being so nice to him?"

Ye Zhen thought about it for a long time, and gave a very far-fetched reason, "Then he waits on us all day, and it's quite hot in the kitchen. It's just buying an electric fan, not buying a house or a car. You're overreacting..."

"Listen to what you're talking about? That's his job. In the current weather, which outdoor worker isn't hot? My mother's car repair is also pretty hot. Why don't you buy me one?" Cheng Gangyue The more angry he said, "With your IQ and EQ, I'm really worried that you will buy him a car and a house if you get crazy in the future."

How could Cheng Gang say such an exaggeration, why did he still slander him?

Ye Zhen also thought it was a bit strange, but he just wanted to buy it, so when he refuted Cheng Gang, he seemed very unconfident, "I...what's wrong with my IQ and EQ? It's better than yours, okay?"

"I really doubt that you have been brainwashed by that homosexual? You think he is honest and easy to bully, but I can tell you that he is 30 years old at least, and has much richer social experience than you. The next trick, you don’t even know what’s going on when you stumble back.”

I'm not a fool, besides, Cheng Gang didn't get along with Tang Jielin in a serious way, and I knew better what kind of person Tang Jielin was.

The courier came faster than Ye Zhen expected. Originally, Ye Zhen wanted Tang Jielin to help with the courier, but just in time for his elder brother to come back, he asked his elder brother to help.

When Ye Zhen came back at night, taking advantage of Tang Jielin's cooking time, he went upstairs to ask his elder brother for a courier.

Ye Mian threw the courier box to Ye Zhen, and asked casually, "What did you buy?"

"Small electric fan." Ye Zhen opened the courier in front of Ye Zhen. This small electric fan was a little bigger than he imagined, with a bit of weight, and the power was enough for Tang Jielin to cook a meal.

"Your sister-in-law is going back now, why don't you move in and live with me?"

Ye Zhen was flicking the electric fan in his hand happily, when he heard this, he looked at his elder brother in a daze, "Why should I move here to live with you?"

"Don't you want to live with Master Tang? There was no way to do it before, but now I can live here. I thought about it. You have a bad temper and live with others. You will offend others."

"Who did I offend? Tang Jielin told you?" Ye Zhen took a step back, trying to run out, "There is only one bed in your room. On such a hot day, who will lie with you, and you sleep so hard?" Huh, I'm not sister-in-law, I can't stand you."

Ye Mian hissed, "I'm accommodating you, but you still dislike me for coming, don't you? If you don't want to, forget it, I'll live alone and be quiet."

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